Bandana Hanky

“Aegir..” A single word remains in Cetas’ mind as he succumbs to the everlasting pressure of the depths - a glimmer of light filtering from above. He floats endlessly, the tidal currents rushing his body to who-knows-where yet he remains unconscious as the word echoes in his mind. He no longer remembers any memories that he once had but only mere fragments of what his past once was. A depth-dweller. A long lost race of ancient, forgotten in history as humans usurped the throne of the world, claiming superiority amongst other races of legend. After the war of mystics, only humans endured to live and gather themselves once more - dominating the entire world by force. Yet, depth dwellers remained - hidden and forgotten. And now.. The first would rise up on the surface. For hours upon hours, Cetas let the currents take him away, rendering his consciousness useless everytime he woke up. But now, it seemed that a warm and radiating light pierced his very pressurized skin. It was.. unfamiliar. He opened his eyes only to be greeted by a rocking hull, shaking synchronously with the sound of crashing waves. Yet, somewhere near him, he heard a faint and soft voice speaking a foreign language. He shifted his head to the direction of the voice and saw an unfamiliar face of a golden-haired lady with sea-like blue eyes, staring at him with utmost curiosity. The lady opened her mouth and let out another wave of unfamiliar words. Perplexed, Cetas sat up slowly, moving his body sluggishly. He then gazed at his surroundings, first staring at the massive rocking hull and onto the wooden floor and to the people surrounding him. Some wore bandanas and others wore white-loose blouses paired with leather boots and tricorn hats. However, Cetas wasn’t at all surprised by the unfamiliar scenery. But rather, he gazed above the sky, reaching far beyond the clouds, and saw the burning sphere of light that penetrated his deep-black eyes. Upon staring for 5 seconds he instinctively winced in pain. “Ow!” He looked around once more, pacing his head back and forth towards the unfamiliar people around him, and pondered, “Where am I?”

He is Rich, Dominant, heart wrenchingly Gorgeous and Royal. She is Honest, breathtakingly Beautiful, Smart and recently Broken - hearted (Single!). And the prince can’t wait any longer for his Cinderella. Finding her step sister in the arms of her boyfriend was the least she had expected. Broken and alone, she moves into a big City and jumps at the opportunity of being the personal assistant to the crown prince. She thinks all her problems would be a distant memory. But it might just be the beginning of it all. And nothing is as it seems. Can new love mend her broken heart or will she be seized by her past? That's not all. ”Royal conspiracies and secrets?! Did I transmigrated into a novel?!” Join the world where love knows no Boundary. ————————————————————————————————————-———————— Behind us a big commotion arose and we were tossed to the sidelines like the forgotten rag dolls. Cameras flashing. Reporters hovering the place to get the perfect shot, each scraping for even the tiniest glance at the powerful figures that emerged out of their cars. I was left in awe of the dazzling socialite ladies as they strutted across the carpet, ignoring everyone they deemed beneath them. Their million dollar dresses and jewelleries leaving everyone with envy. Accompanying them were the well - known businessmen whose money never seemed to run out. Following behind them came the well - known actors and actresses. They waved and smiled while the onlookers screams of joy and appreciation for them filled the environment. I nudged Rebecca and whispered “Can I go back now?” “No way! It’s a masquerade ball. We can be anyone we want.” She replied while smiling ear to ear. “Ok” I thought as my confidence level piped up a bit. No one was gonna know that a complete outsider had entered their territory. . . . "Stop! I don’t want to dance." "We’re in a masquerade ball! That’s what people do. Dance." "But...I can’t." He gave a little chuckle enjoying our little fight before he intervened, "It’s ok. I can teach you. Just follow my steps." "Common Hayls. Go on." "Alright, I’ll go," I said, giving her a look. "Have fun!" She gave a soft cheer before focusing all her attention back into her plate. He held my left hand and gently led me towards the dance floor. The music soon changed to something more romantic. The magic of love by Russel Watson and Lionel Richie started playing in the background. Soon all the couples started dancing together. "Are you ready?" The man whispered in my ear making me blush. "Ready as I’ll ever be," I replied hesitantly. "Don’t worry. I’m here, just follow my lead." He gently held onto my waist with his right hand and grabbed onto my right hand with his left. I lightly placed my left hand onto his right shoulder and we started our slow dance. "Right, left, Glide, glide…" Along with our dance, he kept whispering the steps to me and soon we were in sync with each other. We spun, laughed, and before the end of our dance, the music went into slow beat again. We softly danced to the rhythm as I basked in his rich and beautiful fragrance. It was all truly a magical moment. . . . Hello everyone I’m Bandana & this is my very first Novel. I hope you’ll all enjoy 1 chapter up daily Instagram - @author_br Discord - b_r2 #2557

"Coming up the stair to escort them to the limo that waited, turning the corner I am awestruck. The Duchess looked just like any other human! She wore a lacy black t-shirt and a black long black skirt with a slit down the side that showed off her pale legs. Her red curls tried to escape the bandana she had tied them into and moon-shaped rings decorated her hands except for the gold band that Merrick had placed on her hand at their wedding. I could have sworn the Duchess had been switched with a hot goth chick with black doc martins and thick eyeliner. I feel her eyes on me as I stop in my tracks to admire her. Blushing I look away when Merrick came to the deck. Him having the same reaction as me, just awestruck. He didn't look too bad himself, with A dark blue button-up shirt that was left conveniently unbuttoned and some board shorts. I shook my head, get a grip I tell my wolf. Both of them smiled at me as if they had seen me just staring at them, lustfully. "

Clobert is a scholar, he likes to discover new things and come across ancient musters. Thanks to his particular physique, he began to take an interest in the supernatural and now he travels the world in search of strange situations to observe. Thing? the supernatural does not exist? Is magic an invention? Are you really sure? the world is full of hidden mysteries, who knows what is really hidden under the veil of truth. Short story of Clobert’s adventure. =============== English Is not my native Language. I hope you’ll forgive me in case of grammatical errors. =============== P.s: I’m slow to and on top of that, i also have to study. Writing is something I’ve always wanted to do, even if this story is something that i started suddenly and I don’t think I’m very good, I intended to keep writing. However, it may take some time between one chapter and another. Thanks for your patience. =============== Should i add that ‘new author’ things or not? Mmh… Oh well, here it is. New author here. ===============

Princess from hidden land met his prince charming but little did she knew her love was political.

Menjadi atlet bela diri memang bukan keinginannya namun sebuah keharusan baginya. Menjadi seorang wanita yang dapat menjaga diri sendiri. Bertemu dengan pembuat onar di sekolah adalah cobaan untuknya.. Artelia Quenella Murid baru berpenampilan tomboi dengan rambut di ikat dua seperti kelinci dan bandana orange di kepalanya. Ia pikir di sekolah baru ia akan menjadi cewek feminim namun sayang sifat bar-barnya mendapat lawan yang pantas. Yosi Pradana Cowok pembuat onar dengan sikap bar-barnya. Rajanya SMA GALAKSI. Mendapat lawan yang sama bar-barnya. Namun semua berubah, tak ada yang menduga bahwa ini yang sebenarnya. Menjadi yang tersalahkan tanpa tahu apa salahnya. Akankah memang ini salahnya? Dan apa yang sebenarnya terjadi "Tetaplah diam jika kau salah. Berbicaralah ketika kau benar." -Artelia Quenella

Naureen : Gadis biasa yang terbiasa hidup di alam bebas, memiliki sifat pemberani, pintar dan sangat bijaksana Eleena : Wanita yang sangat rajin, mandiri dan cerdas. Ia menjadi sosok yang sangat antusias terutama dalam kehidupan Naureen Di sebuah ruangan yang sangat indah dan luas terlihat seorang gadis berambut panjang dihiasi dengan bandana yang unik, menambah keuinikan tersendiri pada penampilan nya. Lentikan jari tangan nya terlarut dalam kedalaman indahnya sebuah irama. Disetiap gerakan itu, yang terlihat hanyalah sebuah kerinduan yang terbalut dalam puncak keheningan. "Aku menari, seakan menari bersamamu. Bagaimana aku bisa teringat hal lain? Sedangkan yang aku rasakan hanyalah kehangatan yang tersembunyi, walaupun aku menari dengan hujan, panas,badan,dan keheningan." Saatia tersadar, ia sudah berada dalam keadaan terjatuh. _______________________________________ Langsung saja baca cerita selengkapnya!!!

( seandainya kamu mau memberikan hadiah. Namun di hadapanmu ada dua orang yang memperhatikanmu. Terlebih lagi, mereka sama - sama mengulurkan tangannya di hadapanmu. Namun masalahnya adalah, cuma satu hadiah yang bisa kau pegang. Apa yang akan kau lakukan untuk membuat kedua orang itu menerimamu tanpa harus merasa dibenci oleh mereka? ) ____ Kehilangan orang yang kau cintai mungkin akan membuatmu merasa bersalah dan juga hatimu akan merasa hampa. Usianya baru berumur 21 tahun. Dia bahkan dipaksa menikah dengan seorang perempuan yang ternyata adalah korban pemerkosaan oleh ayah kandungnya. terlebih lagi saat anaknya lahir.. Dan juga istrinya meninggal dunia. Banyak sekali penderitaan yang ia jalani. Hingga ingatannya terbelah dan membuatnya menjadi orang lain. Namun semua berubah saat ada gadis cantik yang memakai bandana bercorak bunga menghentikan dia disaat ia mencoba untuk bunuh diri dengan menjatuhkan dirinya ke tebing tinggi. Terlebih lagi, gadis itu dengan tulus menerimamu apa adanya dan mau membantumu meskipun itu harus membuatnya mendapatkan luka dari ingatanmu. Bahkan ia selalu mengulurkan tangannya di hadapanmu dan berusaha untuk ceria.

Alex had one goal in life to make enough money so she could give her mother a comfortable life. But her efforts always seemed less fruitful even with her adoptive father and step-sister by her side. "Am not crying, just got something in my eye " Alex sniffed. "Am sorry, here is something that might help" the stranger said passing his handkerchief. "Thank you," she said taking it. After wiping the falling tears she turned to look at the stranger. His long brown hair was moving with the breeze around him as his dark orbs stared down at her. He bent down took his hankie and gently wiped the still falling tears from her eyes, "you missed a spot" he smiled. She smiled remembering that night, it was the day she had met him. Nathan Livingston. The man who claimed to only have eyes for her and soon had proved it.

livia Meisya Ramadhanie. Perempuang paling berprestasi, pintar, dan rajin di SMA Taruma Negara. Hidup Oliv sudah berantakan sejak dia kecil, lebih tepatnya keluarga kecilnya. Orang terdekatnya sangat mengharap Oliv keluar dari jurang kehancurannya. Berkali-kali Oliv sabar mengejar keinginannya namun semuanya gagal. Keinginan yang ada dalam hatinya tidak dapat diwujudkan kembali, Oliv sangat hancur berantakan. Oliv hanya dapat menuliskan kehancurannya dan melihat potretan yang usang. Membuat Oliv benar-benar terluka. Lain hal tentang Azka Alfiansyah Pratama. Murid laki-laki paling populer di SMA Taruma Negara. Jabatan nya sebagai Ketua OSIS yang membuatnya paling berpengaruh di sekolahan. Murid laki-laki dengan bandana army di lengan kiri seragamnya bila tidak mengenakan almamater kebanggan nya. Semua orang merasa aneh dengan sikap mereka, yang tidak pernah menunjukkan keakraban. Seperti tak saling mengenal antara keduanya. Suatu ketika ada satu kesalahan Azka yang tidak bisa Oliv maafkan dengan mudah yang membuat Azka semakin jauh padanya. Hanya karna sebuah buku yang usang ? Tapi, apakah Oliv akan memaafkan nya atau justru Azka yang memilih mengacuhkan masalah itu? Atau akankah Azka berbalik kepada Oliv untuk meminta maaf ketika Azka tau penyebab nya ?