Asteroids of Imagination

Asteroids of Imagination

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In cosmos where emotions and ideas drift like wandering stars, stories born from every corner of the literary universe. Some asteroids glow warm with love's soft gravity, while others crackle with the electric pulse of danger. A few tumble through space carrying the lightness of laughter, while others hide the silent eclipse of tragedy. You'll encounter shards of enchanted realms, mirrors of inner galaxies where thoughts echo, fragments of real-life constellations, and even gateways to worlds beyond worlds. Together, they form a constellation of moments-brief, brilliant, and unforgettable. Step into this orbit of shifting wonders and let your imagination drift far beyond gravity's reach.
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Y/N L/N was an employee of Playtime Co. she is known for her kind heart and compassionate nature, Y/N had a deep love for helping orphans, which led to her assignment as the clinic nurse at Playcare. However, her position didn't remain stable for long. She was unexpectedly transferred to a different facility-one shrouded in secrecy. The moment she set foot inside, an unsettling sense of familiarity washed over her. Standing before her was a figure from her past. . . . . Harley Sawyer. . . . . . "You're trembling," he murmured, his lips barely grazing my skin. "Tell me, my nurse... is it fear, or something else?" I swallowed hard, my hands pressing against his chest, but he didn't let me go. His grip was firm yet controlled, like a predator toying with its prey. "Doctor, let go," I said, though my voice wavered, lacking the authority I wanted it to have. He chuckled, the sound dark and velvety, laced with something unreadable. "Why would I?" he whispered, his fingers tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my back. "You think I'd just let you walk away right now?" I stiffened at his words. There was something possessive in his tone, something that made my pulse quicken in both fear and something far more dangerous. . . . . In this book I may or may not able to put a proper timeline of the Poppy Playtime but as the story progress to the gameplay. To note here Dr. Harley and Y/n may have met before when the were in college but different course. Also, in this book Elliot Ludwig had fired Sawyer before and this would be the first time that they met and work together. Also I headcannon Dr. Harley Sawyers age around early 30's and Y/n in late 20's I don't own Poppy Playtime and the characters. This belongs to the Mob Entertainment and formerly directed by Isaac Christopherson. I don't pictures and fanarts used in this book. The book cover art isn't mine, it belongs to rightful owners.

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