lavender fields sleep story

The female protagonist transmigrated into a wretched, lazy, and gluttonous villainess in a farming family! Her notorious reputation, fostered by her overly pampering mother, alienated the entire family. See how Jinhua cleanses her name, becoming diligent, brave, and the applauded golden girl everyone praises. With a wretched mother, a sick father, a stepsister, four brothers, and a bunch of nephews, all dead broke and needing support, poor and infighting, what to do? No worries, with the System in hand, I have the world! Harmonize the family, build wealth and prosper. The belle of the villages for miles around, Jinhua the beauty! …… Mountain man, what was it you said before? You'd rather die than marry her, and even one more glance would shorten your life? A certain mountain man: No, no, no, wife, you must have heard wrong! I said I'd rather die than not take another glance, and I'd shorten my lifespan just to marry you. Hmph, that's more like it!!

Mysterious identity, three fathers to recognize, space in her left hand, a prince in her right. Building wealth, making big bucks, she never goes easy on the scum, and there's always someone to back her up in a fight. Xie Zhinuan thought, this life is just too sweet, it's not her fault she's so lucky. As for those losers, she really didn't want to fight them, but they asked for a beating by messing with her. All she wanted was to focus on her business, never thinking about marriage, especially not to someone so high-ranking and powerful... too scary, just too scary... Lately, what everyone was curious about was, "Did the Emperor succeed in his confession today?"

It all began with a poor orphan who would work every day for long hours to pay for his Aunt's medical bills. When his life begins to fall apart and he is homeless sleeping in an alleyway he hears a robotic voice. {Do you wish to integrate with the Dungeon System} "Yes" he answers, without much to lose. And from then his life had never been the same. He was taken into a dungeon each night to hunt and he began to realise just how little he really knew about the world that was much wider than he thought. Discord Server: https://discord.gg/TtnGfdKanr Note: I do not own cover art

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

Mimpi yang aneh mendatangi Honey di sebuah malam yang dingin. Membuatnya bertemu dengan sesosok mahluk misterius dengan wajah rupawan yang mengaku sebagai seorang vampir. Dia pikir bunga tidur itu akan berlalu begitu dirinya membuka mata. Namun siapa sangka, mahluk itu malah mengikutinya ke alam nyata. Menawarkan pertemanan yang tak biasa di antara mereka. Namun itu baru permulaan. Karena setelah si vampir yang bernama Night itu hadir, banyak hal tak terduga dan tak masuk akal yang mulai terjadi di kehidupan Honey. Membuatnya harus berjuang mati-matian untuk sebuah misi rahasia yang dibawa oleh Night. Misi rahasia seperti apa? Temukan jawabannya di dalam cerita.

Lin Yi was in a gang fight before he transmigrates into this apocalypse world. Just when he is running for his life naked in a hospital, chased by a swarm of zombies, he finds that he somehow acquires a life-saving skills. Enter the Shelter! "Congratulations on acquiring the shelter. This shelter exists in another dimension, and you are its ruler and deity." "Congratulations! The shelter has reached Level 2. As a reward, you have received a bag of special potato seeds and a small plot of land." "So where's the plant button?" "Plant it yourself."

A princess in a fantasy world, shackled by restrictive rules of the castle, had sought nothing but freedom. She found it in the end. It was death. However, the princess had found herself waking up in a body of Devon Lin. A twenty-five-year-old aspiring author living a double-life struggling to write stories at day and a contracted sleeping buddy at night? Meet Lewis Qin. Fame, looks, wealth, and power. He has it all. However, not known to many, Lewis had a severe sleeping problem. Until he met her… Can the princess finally find the freedom she sought? Or was the contract that binds her with him was just another shackle she must break free? Would he fall asleep? Or fall in love? Watch as these two try to make ends meet, find their place and purpose in this vast world.

------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Dragons, who existed even before the birth of human civilization, became the guardian dragons of the empire. But I don't care what you all call me, I'm going to sleep. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Special Tags: Gender Bender

Long ago, the world of Terrenter was created from the wishes of lavender dragons who wanted to find a place to call home. After the world became flourished with nature and humans, the dragons left the world save for one. That dragon continued granting wishes for humans until it disappeared one day. Now, people rarely remember its existence and only believe them to be folklore. Arcturus Mercury believed they truly existed and is searching for evidence. His travels bring him to the barren icy lands of Eternally where the dragon once lived. Braving through a never-ending snowstorm, he stumbled upon a trapdoor in a cave where he encountered Nova, a mysterious and beautiful man with lavender eyes who seems rather knowledgable about the lore. Nova then proposed to grant Arcturus's wish on the condition to help him grant the wishes of all living beings in the world. Also available on Tapas & Wattpad: Tapas: https://tapas.io/series/Lavender-Eyes/info Wattpad: https://www.wattpad.com/story/336717484-lavender-eyes Royal Road: https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/69543/lavender-eyes

--- In the picturesque town of San Violetta, where lavender perfumes the air and secrets lurk beneath the cobblestone streets, artist Isabella Ricci arrives seeking inspiration. What she finds instead is Luca Romano, a reclusive novelist whose hauntingly beautiful world is as beguiling as it is fractured. Drawn to him by an unspoken connection, Isabella becomes the muse Luca never intended and the key to unraveling the shadows he has buried for years. But their growing bond awakens whispers from the past—a name carved in memory, a forgotten locket, and the mysterious remains unearthed in the vineyard that binds them. As passions ignite and old ghosts surface, Isabella discovers that love can be as dangerous as it is intoxicating. Luca’s secrets threaten to shatter everything they’ve built, forcing Isabella to decide: how far will she go to uncover the truth about the man she can’t seem to let go? Set against the backdrop of a small Italian town drenched in beauty and mystery, *Beneath the Lavender Sky* is a story of love, betrayal, and the delicate balance between redemption and ruin. ---