sound sleep

After the strange phenomenon in the 21st century where animals became Magical Beasts and overturned civilization, humanity was graced by another power called Magic. Controlling Fire? Summoning lightning? Or even manipulating the air?—Children of the next generation started having the ability to control elements. Thus, people called them Magicians. However, how about the sound? Enhancing Broadcast System? Hearing Aids Magic? Humanity has yet to find a good usage of Sound Magician until Kai Carter is born. He, who was born with Extraordinary Hearing, only wants to have a peaceful life. However, the world does not let him so as troubles keep coming into his life. Follow Kai as he uses his extraordinary hearing to give birth to many unique Sound Magics to protect his family and have a peaceful life. -------- Other Works: 1. I Can Read People's Comments 2. Oil Tycoon: Let's Find Oil in a Martial World 3. God of Tricksters (Completed) 4. Gacha Sovereign (Completed) 5. Reincarnated to Bonk in Another World (Completed) -------- Discord: https://discord.gg/yFvfjxRQag

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.

Love, loyalty, and destiny: the legend of the White Snake reimagined. In a world ruled by honour and power, where demons and spirits live among humans and immortals, the snake spirit Bai Suzhen has to decide how far she will go to protect her love for the mortal physician, Xuxian--when the relentless monk Fahai is determined to separate them. *dear readers: this is my first ever webnovel and I hope to be able to finish it! do leave a comment or rating to encourage me or give me feedback!

Berbagai jenis bunga memiliki filosofinya sendiri. Mereka sering kali dijadikan sebagai lambang cinta, kasih sayang, kesedihan dan lainnya karena menyimpan berbagai pesan bermakna yang mendalam. Kehidupan manusia sama halnya dengan bunga, mengalami masa bahagia saat tumbuh dan berkembang, namun akan kembali ke tanah saat sudah tiba waktunya. Banyak hal yang datang dan pergi begitu saja tanpa disangka-sangka ketika menjalani kehidupan yang tak seindah bunga ini, tak jauh berbeda dengan kehidupan Kaori dan Misaki. Banyak hal yang harus dilewati oleh kakak beradik itu, mulai dari hidup tanpa orang tua, bekerja keras demi memenuhi kebutuhan sehari-hari hingga terlibat di dalam pekerjaan yang terlarang. Kaori terpaksa bekerja di sebuah klub malam. Hingga suatu malam, Kaori bertemu Ryuu, seorang pria muda dan kaya raya yang terpikat oleh kecantikannya. Ryuu jatuh cinta dan berniat "membeli" Kaori dari dunia malam untuk menjadikannya istri. Tapi Kaori tahu, pernikahan itu bukanlah cinta, melainkan kepemilikan. Ia menolak, meski tawaran uang yang diberikan sangat besar. Namun dia sadar bahwa biaya hidupnya terus menekan, Kaori berada diambang keputusasaan. Dalam keputusan paling gelap yang pernah dia ambil, Kaori menawarkan sesuatu yang lebih berharga dari harga dirinya sendiri, adiknya. Tapi ternyata, keputusan itu membawa Kaori ke jurang penyesalan, ketika cinta, keluarga dan harga diri bertabrakan dalam satu tragedi.

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

Emma Brooks is a high-pressure, fast-paced fashion editor in New York. One day, she discovers she can hear the thoughts of Lucas Whitely , the company’s new creative director—a cold, perfectionist newcomer. Beneath his icy exterior, she uncovers a hidden sense of humor, simmering anxiety, and a growing, unexpected fondness for her.

About the real growth of a Chinese soldier