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COFFEE & COCAINE ( The Unforgotten Bloosm)

There are lives that unfold like open books— clear, visible, easily understood. And then, there are lives that are written in silence. Not because they lack stories, but because their truths were never meant to be read. In the quiet, frost-laced morning of a world still half-asleep, within the pale walls of a hospital that has witnessed more endings than beginnings, walks Aaggarttha Debberma— a woman shaped not by softness, but by restraint. She does not tremble before pain. She does not falter before grief. For she has learned, far too early, that the heart—if left unguarded—becomes a fragile thing. And so, she carries herself like winter itself— calm, distant, untouchable. Yet even winter, at times, must yield. For within a room long forgotten by time, where the air itself seems to have grown weary of waiting, lies a woman who has not truly lived for twenty years. Her breath, a fragile thread. Her silence, heavier than any spoken sorrow. And on a day that should have been no different from the last— something stirs. Not loudly. Not violently. But enough. A flicker in stillness. A tremor in the unseen. A moment that passes as quickly as it arrives— and yet refuses to be forgotten. What is a moment, after all? A mere passing of time? Or the beginning of something that time itself cannot contain? For Aaggarttha, it is nothing— and yet, it is everything. Beyond the quiet sanctity of healing hands and measured breaths, there exists another world— one not built on care, but on control. A world where power does not shout, but settles—firm, unyielding—like a throne no one dares to question. At its helm stands Indrajeet Shrivastava— a man whose name travels farther than his presence ever needs to. He has not merely built an empire. He has become one. Through years carved with discipline and decisions weighed in silence, he has woven a legacy so vast, that it touches lives he may never see, and alters fates he may never know. And within this legacy, bound not by chains but by blood, is Dakshinayan Shrivastava— a man who walks not in freedom, but in expectation. He is composed, as all strong men are taught to be. Measured, as all heirs are required to remain. Yet beneath that stillness— there lingers a question he has never quite answered. A longing he has never quite named. And though his world and Aaggarttha’s seem oceans apart— separated by purpose, by circumstance, by design— fate, it seems, is seldom concerned with such distances. For what is distance, when time itself conspires otherwise? Their paths do not collide in fire. There is no grand moment of recognition, no sudden unraveling of truths. Instead— there is quiet. A glance that lingers a heartbeat too long. A presence that feels… strangely familiar. A silence that speaks, though neither dares to listen. And slowly, like ink seeping through untouched parchment, their lives begin to overlap. But beneath these gentle crossings lies something far more ancient. Something untouched by reason. Something unclaimed by time. There are truths, you see, that are not buried to be forgotten— but to be protected. From whom? From the world? Or from those who might one day uncover them? Time is often mistaken for a healer. But time does not heal. It merely… waits. It waits for fractures to deepen. For silence to weaken. For the past to find its way back into the present— not as memory, but as consequence. And when it does— it does not ask permission. It takes. As Aaggarttha finds herself drawn toward questions she cannot explain… as Dakshinayan stands at the edge of something he cannot yet see… as the boundaries between what is known and what is felt begin to dissolve— a truth emerges, not in clarity, but in weight. This was never chance. It was always meant to be. A convergence—not of paths, but of destinies long deferred. A meeting—not of strangers, but of stories left unfinished. And at the heart of it all— lies a stillness so profound, it threatens to break.
Cherry_Bloosm · 11.1k Views

Shining Light In Steel [A Girls Frontline Fanfic]

(Exported from Wattpad. You can check it out in Wattpad if you want. And if you want, you can also support me both in Wattpad and here in Webnovel!) --- Alright, let's see what we have here: - A young man with amnesia. But not just any young man with amnesia, but a supposed 'young man' with amnesia who's comprised of metal, wires, and complex programs. [√] - Suddenly woke up from a cryostasis inside of an old bunker with no explanation whatsoever. [√] - Having no clue what is even going on around him. [√] - Decides to walk out from the said bunker after gathering the scraps left behind by the former inhabitant and embark on his new adventure into the strange new world. [√] Those aspect combined fits well into the typical 'protagonist woke up with amnesia and set out for his journey across the new world and to defeat the main antagonist' kind of story. But unfortunately, this isn't the fantasy world that he's expecting/hoping to woke up into. Instead, he's greeted by the rusty, gritty sight of Earth in the year 2060's. Undead abominable creations caused by 'ELID', rogue robots that kills any living beings on sight, factions consist of ideals & goals, and the political power at play across Europe. With all being said, let's see how this 'young man' could fare against the unforgiving reality of the situation He have put himself into against his own will. Whether a variable like him could truly shine a bright light among the other beacons, to make a different in the brave new world He woke up into, or will the past memories He no longer remember eventually caught onto to him; forcing him into circumstances that question and put his own choices, morality, necessity, and dignity to the test. (Girls Frontline belong to MICA Team)
WackyWriting101 · 2.5k Views

Shadows of Influence

Amara Sinclair believed that integrity, loyalty, and hard work were enough to secure success. Shadows of Influence unfolds in a modern university where academic excellence, student leadership, and institutional politics intersect. On the surface, campus life appears orderly: lecture halls echo with discussion, libraries hum with study, and social spaces host casual gatherings. Yet beneath this veneer of routine lies a complex web of unspoken hierarchies and subtle competitions. Student committees, group projects, and leadership roles become arenas where reputations are tested, alliances are formed or broken, and authority is negotiated through observation and strategic action. Every conversation, every decision, and even silence carries weight. The university serves as a microcosm of broader society, where influence is rarely declared and often operates quietly, shaping who rises and who is overlooked. In this environment, patience, discernment, and integrity are not optional,they determine who truly leads. Amara Sinclair enters this world with clarity and conviction. Intelligent, disciplined, and principled, she believes that her dedication, loyalty, and ethical standards will guarantee both success and meaningful connections. For a time, that belief seems justified. She excels academically, contributes thoughtfully to group projects, and earns recognition from peers and mentors alike. Her sense of order and fairness gives her confidence that competence and principle are sufficient shields against failure or betrayal. However, Amara’s world is upended when betrayal strikes, revealing the limits of her assumptions. The trust she placed in those around her dissolves quietly, leaving her to confront disappointment, vulnerability, and the uncomfortable truth that skill and effort alone cannot secure respect or protection. Rather than react impulsively, Amara retreats into observation, beginning to notice the subtle dynamics she had once ignored: unspoken power structures, invisible alliances, and the ways influence moves beneath the surface. She comes to understand that authority is not a function of volume or dominance, but of consistency, fairness, and the ability to guide others with calm decisiveness. As her journey continues, Amara navigates increasingly complex challenges. Ethical dilemmas test her principles, high-stakes collaborations demand strategic patience, and mentorship relationships push her to refine both judgment and self-awareness. Rivalries and scrutiny reveal the consequences of missteps, while responsibility sharpens her emotional discipline. Through these experiences, Amara learns to act with clarity rather than confrontation, using insight and restraint to shape outcomes without drawing unnecessary attention. Gradually, her influence grows organically. Trust begins to replace skepticism, credibility emerges from consistent action, and respect develops in response to integrity rather than assertion. Amara’s steady presence becomes a stabilizing force within the turbulent environment of the university. By the story’s end, she has transformed not through dramatic confrontation or rebellion, but through careful observation, thoughtful decision-making, and principled leadership. She proves that real power is measured not by dominance, but by reflection, patience, and the ability to inspire and guide others quietly yet effectively. Shadows of Influence is a slow-burn coming-of-age story that explores how resilience grows through reflection, how leadership emerges through restraint, and how genuine authority is earned over time. It examines the quiet mechanics of influence and the subtle art of navigating complex social structures, ultimately showing that integrity, patience, and steady guidance create power that lasts.
Reks_Juli · 9.2k Views