#herana

[faitecassiekassuimadams]

meu amor - Verão agitado (on Wattpad) https://www.wattpad.com/1415619523-meu-amor-ver%C3%A3o-agitado?utm_source=web&utm_medium=tumblr&utm_content=share_reading&wp_uname=FnixCassie A cidade de Armação de Búzios é um dos locais onde se encontra de tudo para boas férias. Muito sol e praias fantásticas com passeios de escunas pelas cidades próximas de Cabo Frio e Arraial do Cabo. Iguaba Grande cresceu com a instalação de um grande Callcenter e ganhou emancipação. Os investimentos cresceram na região depois da inauguração de dois grandes polos universitários. Havia sido uma obra gigantesca. O shopping era bem maior do que deveria ser esperado. Muitos concordaram que até o Barra Shopping tinha pedido seus encantos. O parque de diversões reúne criança e adolescente de todas as idades. E algumas especulações. Se a haveria também um cassino nas proximidades. Tramas políticas irão colocar os dois numa corrida contra o tempo quando a região for ameaçada pela chegada inesperada de um visitante nas águas quentes da cidade e mortes misteriosas começarem a ocorrer até o alarme na cidade decididamente comunicar a população que um imenso tubarão foi localizado na região . Walker teve sérios problemas após ter sido demitido do cartório e ter enfrentado os pais se recusando a assumir responsabilidades e casamento. Era intolerável que a mãe exigisse que ele se casasse. Ora, era um absurdo que Sua Excelência estava fazendo....

[torillatavataan]

Yhteishyvä kertoo: Juhannusjuusto on Pohjois-Pohjanmaan perinteinen kesäherkku, joka keitetään homogenoimattomasta maidosta. Heraliemi ja juustomassa makeutuvat ja karamellisoituvat hurmaavan maukkaiksi pitkän keittoajan ansiosta.

Juustolla on monta nimeä ja se tunnetaan myös juustokeittona, punaisena herana sekä makiana juustona.

[elirerahael]

Herana

[turqlands]

Kazanmak;

Umudtlarımıza Giden Yolda

Yenik Düşmemektir...

Yarınlara,

Yenik Düşmemek İçin;

Bugüne Yarına, Yarınlara...

Yeşeren Herana,

Yeşerecek Umuda,

Doğacak Yarına, Yarınlara...

Günün Aydın Olsun Demektir !

Nasip PAMUK

[kaelyndraws]

Chapter V Acquaintance

Aidamien slowly led Kayre to his estate’s storage area, where they kept many different things. As the distance was long, which was why he thought to go there alone, his curiosity about her didn’t stop growing.

‘What should I ask?’ he wondered pensively and worriedly. ‘I don’t want to mess this up more than it already has!’

“How come I’ve never seen you before? How were you born?”

‘I seriously have no manners,’ He nervously looked to Kayre, who noticed his eyes falling upon her.

“Oh, I don’t mind the question, my lord!” Her tone came reassuringly, even though she was caught off-guard by the suddenness. “I understand where you’re coming from based on what I’ve heard about Lord Loudovikos, Lady Herana, and you, by extension.

“I guess it’s safe to say I’m much younger than you. From when I first opened my eyes, all I’ve ever known and experienced was long-term peace. I can’t remember a moment of profound suffering or conflict at all. You fought for your independence, right, my lord? I think I woke up after that, and I woke up being this big.” She motioned to herself.

“At that moment, I saw for a second how the barren land turned lush and green instantly. I had the urge to cultivate it, and here I am.”

“Oh...” The King of the Underworld was rendered speechless, more than he already usually was. Added to the fact that he was immediately granted dominion over the Underworld following the Second Rebellion. He had both literally and figuratively lived under a rock.

“That man with six arms... He’s Lord Solal, the God of Magic and Crossroads, right? I’ve seen his likeness once...”

“Yep.” He felt a rare urge of pride out of the blue. “One of my main assistants at work and a mentor when I first lived here. He’s like my second dad.”

“Oh...” She nodded in understanding.

Meager chat made them forget the time, and they arrived at the storage room.

“Are your feet okay?” Aidamien asked in concern, his hands about to run over Kayre’s bandages.

“Yes,” she smiled. “The pain from the scars has been taken off my mind back there.”

‘That’s good...’ The King of the Underworld sighed in relief. He stood up to seat the Goddess of Verdure on a nearby stool and started searching for sandals, which was more difficult than anticipated.

“Sorry...” he said as he was still looking, taking out each pair and comparing them. “I don’t have many girls in the house to stock sandals your size...”

“It’s fine, my lord. Any size will do.”

After a while of struggle, he found the most suitable sandals, owned and barely used by his only feminine colleague, which were a little bigger than her feet by a tiny pinch.

“This is the smallest I could find...” The God of the Dead carefully fitted the Maiden’s feet into the sandals.

“They look rather new...” She observed while lightly swinging her legs as she got used to the footwear.

“I only have one female friend. She mostly goes barefoot, and she floats instead of walking.”

“Oh, Thanatos?”

“Yep, that’s her.”

Aidamien saw Kayre suddenly shivering.

“Are you cold?”

She nodded as she warmed her hands with her misty breath. “How come you’re used to the temperature when you’re not wearing heavily?”

He shrugged nonchalantly. “Guess I’m just used to it. I’ll lend you some clothes. Everyone’s clothes here are woolen, so they should keep you warm. You can also take a warm bath if you want.”

The goddess’ eyes widened. “My lord... You’re too kind...” Her words left her in an audible whisper.

‘It’s the least I can do...’ He nodded with equal softness, looking down into her eyes.

Kayre stood up and turned to leave.

“Can you guide me there? To the bathroom?” She paused and perked as if she remembered her manners. “Please, my lord?”

“Sure.” He secretly found it endearing, seeing how comfortable she was with him. Seeing her walk more comfortably on the hard floor relieved some of the burden on his heart.

“Thank you, my lord,” Kayre bowed.

Aidamien nodded back. “I’ll let you be. If you need anything, I’ll be at my office.”

She nodded back again. “I have some more questions if you don’t mind.”

“Go ahead.”

“Were you the one who summoned me here? If so or not, why?”

His eyebrows furrowed much as he couldn’t answer her immediately. ‘She deserves to know...’

The words that faltered out of his lips caused her to make an expression as complicated as his, he felt. After a moment, she nodded awkwardly.

“I’ll get you clothes...”

With that, he briskly left the bathroom in unfathomable guilt.

‘I messed up big time...’

[calivillasstory-blog]

Segredo de família - Vozes do passado (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/shurjkJZSN Em uma festa chata, Ângela e Felipe se conheceram e tudo parecia que daria certo entre eles. Na mesma noite, um terrível crime ocorreu tendo como vítimas uma das mais importantes e ricas famílias da cidade, e todas as pistas apontam para Felipe como assassino. Foi quando Ângela começou a ter sonhos estranhos, com as pessoas envolvidas nesse crime, e que revelavam segredos dessa família, muito bem guardados, que poderiam ajudar na solução desse assassinato. Esta é uma história de ficção, por isso não tem nenhuma relação com a realidade do sistema criminal e judicial de qualquer lugar

[haveyoumetmythief]

Hera and Jacobi begrudgingly share their mutual boyfriend Eiffel, who begrudgingly shares Hera with Maxwell. Maxwell and Jacobi are both Homosexuals™ who high-five each other as they come out of the bedroom and occasionally make bets over their respective Bisexuals™ which almost always end in disaster. I shan't be defending this position.

[444names]

german and american forenames + the entire article on wikipedia from wikipedia in esperanto BUT excluding "o"

Adinie Adrakte Agnupeta Akuri Alanĝis Aleciigas Alevaj Alexancy Alibernan Alike Alilind Alivajn Alladia Amaren Ameggy Aminarar Amine Andeba Anliama Anneta Antattita Apath Aptitas Ardia Ariettya Artia Asence Ateve Avinacis Benter Berie Bersidas Bersistaj Berwilia Bespe Betejn Bibbindre Bibele Biber Billia Briam Brick Britz Camezitat Caricia Carlaus Carle Carrya Carta Catis Chein Cherry Chrick Chrin Cilia Clata Clynee Cranda Curtrie Daggily Daktine Daktu Dancie Dante Datistuga Dawne Debber Detaj Diand Dingle Diventel Dwindrisa Eberme Ebran Edaggy Edinah Edintekva Eguane Egulitaj Eilta Einhawn Eksin Ektikiva Ektite Ektiver Ekzikis Elderavit Elekubi Elenclie Elkelmas Ellante Elmul Elsasty Elviben Emanĝisbn Emila Encyce Enrie Enzuste Ephis Eracquelf Eralta Ergini Errikati Esime Esklah Espert Essemy Eulie Eŭstrub Fersline Ferya Fitas Flipe Fracher Fravia Fredajn Frethers Fridne Gablen Gante Gelea Gence Gende Gertaj Gerwix Gillina Gilly Gingvalte Gitas Glari Glatt Glewarla Grancisam Grane Grattsy Grekalie Grica Griedy Gritz Guallmun Gustith Gvann Haelegay Hangvin Hariganna Harredia Havalf Heandesal Heitaŭ Helsie Herana Herryn Hervibuis Hewinever Hilifered Himit Hirkard Insupery Intas Intather Intikiaj Intrieste Iraque Iretty Irguanet Irmelibea Istachla Istemy Itanney Jamald Jamene Jamjamila Janda Japlitz Jarve Jaryl Jastikel Jasty Jealace Jeana Jeatren Jeccas Jenia Jeretas Jerie Jerris Jerthy Jimenne Juande Julricher Julta Jultam Julterryl Jörguane Jürgi Kadar Karalin Karetaj Karie Karry Kataj Katana Kathila Katrie Kazis Kaŭleĝas Keigian Kelin Kelsar Kenis Kigas Kimed Kince Kipeni Kitin Kivery Krethy Kriber Krich Kristlice Kritce Kritheran Kriĝi Kulacyce Kunualine Kupenhel Kvivence Lairka Lancildi Lanenne Lanny Lanta Lardi Larenth Larganned Lariedin Lasmicam Learel Lekce Lekid Lencerna Lendifuz Lerea Lerie Libulta Libuss Lienia Likie Lillaurie Lilynna Lingla Liste Lizicence Lucen Ludeune Luzas Lynneld Magas Magmue Maitefe Malibley Maliklia Malle Mally Malvid Manda Manna Manne Mante Maraj Mardijk Maredini Maretarge Maribrena Maris Marista Marlysten Marsie Martitaj Maugue Maylan Meddijk Melawn Melie Melikis Menia Merna Mesea Mesiedian Metta Might Milie Millenn Mingvadac Minze Mirgaj Mirie Muellin Mulaur Nassa Navta Neción Nespe Netaj Netta Nielina Nikiulte Nitaŭ Numel Paine Pamala Pamute Panieran Partrilia Passa Pathy Pavisene Pedwara Penna Pernes Philindy Philve Plankary Pluza Preanth Prene Prennie Prezaj Primi Pruterfer Publa Putellip Raciam Ravanlana Raŭdi Rebas Reblex Reblia Reckisti Reene Regise Reidia Rekni Renna Retas Ritan Rittim Ruber Rusama Rutajn Salvin Sandlency Sannith Selan Sencla Serĉi Shanie Shavaktu Sheante Shenja Sherek Shurtisl Sicikie Singeri Sisejn Siĝas Skard Skatch Spera Straj Strannia Sulia Suppairma Susanis Suzas Svelyn Svemy Svgva Svgvah Telin Telle Temat Temina Terryle Terti Thana Therre Tiana Timplaŭ Tindy Tinginfa Titaj Titaŭ Tnetth Tranas Trand Trarie Travice Travikia Tricky Uellis Ulinet Uniĝist Unurberna Uwenny Uwerti Uzabicita Vallayl Veccantee Vencyce Vendaj Verth Viceph Vidga Viese Vikida Viklany Virgara Viste Vizitha Viŝange Walla Wallie Warle Wayll Wencinerk Wigmax Wikip Wilhertaj Willy Yvert Zickie Ĉeferace Ĉefpath Ĉilipp Ĝispubena Ĝussa Ĝustudejn Ĵurba Ĵurie Ĵurlas Ŝatiutel Ŝattha

[skyfallsims4]

My favorite demons.

Maybe for a future story?

[liscarvahall]

Cura-me Amor... - Capítulo 25 (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/fR5Yg8Zs3G OBRA REGISTRADA... não vacilem, plagio é CRIME. Cura-me Amor... Marcos Dalfom é um conde, único governante e herdeiro de uma ilha onde as regras e tradições tem guiado os moradores de Antares a anos. Seu dever é se casar com uma parente distante em nome do seus ancestrais antes de completar trinta anos. Sua missão? Encontrar uma noiva antes disso. Enquanto luta contra suas convenções e seu orgulho ele salva Elise, uma mulher linda e misteriosa que pouco a pouco passa a ser essencial em sua vida e antes que se dê conta passa a mover o mundo para o bem da sua amada. Elise Rabanne Naven viu a sua vida virar de cabeça para baixo depois que seu pai morreu. Mas apesar de ser trancada, violentada e roubada ela não esqueceu a promessa que fez e faria o que pudesse para cumpri-la. Só não esperava ser salva por um conde e levada para uma ilha onde o regresso no tempo parecia inevitável. Confiança era algo que ela só tinha por ela mesma e amor era algo que lutaria para não entregar a mais ninguém. Porém também não esperava encontrar alguém disposto a derrubar cada murro que erguesse.

[magicalmiraclecreator-blog]

A Proposta (on Wattpad) http://my.w.tt/UiNb/smzOIIo6IE Carlos - O que vão pensar quando sua filha mais nova aparece grávida em casa? Rosa - As mídias não falam em outra coisa, temos que tomar alguma providência. Ana - Eles estão sendo injustos, arruinando toda minha vida, por uma reputação. Gustavo - Por mais que ana seja minha irmã mais nova, e o melhor a se fazer. capa feita por @ anahferreira15

[littlejumpydogheart]

the bliss of riding the shuttle bus to church listening to herana hera shristiko looking out at the beautiful day…

[kaelyndraws]

Chapter III Heaven's Advice

It was one fine average day in the Upperworld, at least for its mortal inhabitants. Instead, it was a day unlike any other as the divine mountain catered to a special guest who should’ve been at his usual work. The lowly heavenly servants left the throne room hurriedly in fear as they felt his dark and earthly presence.

“Aye, lil’ bro, wassup?” The eyes of the King of the Gods, Loudovikos, lit up as he jumped out of the seat of his throne and ran towards his somber kin, the King of the Underworld, Aidamien. “I haven’t seen you since the day we divided the world amongst ourselves!” He trapped him in a tight bear hug and ruffled his raven hair in rough, brotherly affection.

The Unseen One desperately tapped the Thunder God’s sturdy arm as his pale face turned blue. “Lou- can’t- breathe-”

“Oop, my bad-” Loudovikos released his headlock on his brother. Aidamien’s wheezing turned stable and softer as he finally tasted the fresh air he hadn’t breathed in for an eon. The God of the Dead didn’t miss the Upperworld much since he made the realm below his permanent domain, and it took him a while for his eyes to adjust to the dazzling brightness brought on by Helios.

Loudivikos returned to his grand throne and dramatically asked as if he had been preparing for this moment for a long time, “So, what brings you here to my heavenly abode, my dear brother?”

“It’s good to see you again,” Aidamien admitted with a small smile. He put on his hood again as he searched for the words. “I need help.”

“Anything for you, Dames,” The King of the Gods was quite astonished as his brother was usually the independent, capable type. “Must be something urgent, coming from someone like you.”

At his words, the Unseen One’s face looked as alive as his heavenly kin. It had been so long since they had last met, but his brother was still as friendly as ever.

“You okay?” Loudivikos stood up in concern.

“Nothing,” Aidamien quickly denied as he averted his gaze.

“Oh, come on, bro. For nothing? Then you shouldn’t have climbed the mountain.”

The dark deity sighed and muttered, “Embarrassing,” under his breath. He took a moment to gather courage before revealing his intentions. “There‘s someone I’ve been watching for a while...”

Loudovikos nodded. “Go on. Go on.”

“And... I want to know who she is.”

A dramatic gasp came out, and a mischievous grin stretched from ear to ear appeared on the Thunder God’s lips as he digested his brother’s words. Aidamien was starting to regret seeking counsel from him. Loudovikos rested his chin on his palms as he leaned forward. “Who’s the lucky girl who caught my little brother’s eye?”

Aidamien sighed again in resignation and started describing his observations. Loudovikos already knew from the first sentence who his brother was talking about.

“Oh, that’s Kayre. She’s the Goddess of Verdure,” he explained. “She only comes to the mountain when she has to be there. Most of the time, she lives alone amongst the humans down there. Not much of a chatterbox during gatherings, though.”

Loudovikos’ serious tone immediately switched back to a giddy one. “You have a crush on her, don’t you, Dames?”

Before Aidamien could respond, Loudovikos was already throwing himself a teasing party, cheering and poking his cheek for a while until he was satisfied. The King of the Underworld questioned in his heart how his silly elder brother managed to become King of the Gods as he blocked out the noise.

After Loudovikos calmed down, he returned to his throne. “Couldn’t blame you. From what I’ve seen of her, I think you’d get along with her if you came to our parties. You probably should ask Herana for these things, but she’s busy now. If she were here to see you, she would love to help you.”

“Oh.”

“But knowing how endless your work is, how about you let your big brother help to save time?”

...

‘Why did I listen to him?’

Back in the Underworld, Aidamien groaned into his hands on his work desk, realizing that, in hindsight, he probably shouldn’t have followed Loudovikos’ advice. 

‘I asked for at least a full day off that time... I should’ve waited for Herana to return from work. Should’ve told him that, and he wouldn’t have quickly ushered me down the mountain...’ he regretted. He knew that deep inside, his brother was a wise and caring man, yet he sometimes gave into the impulse of the situation. If anything, he could offer sound advice when the situation called for it, but it seemed that it wasn’t preferable for affairs of the hearts between two people.

Still wallowing in his brooding, Aidamien’s ears picked up the sound of distant barking, and his body felt the ground rumbling.

‘What is Cerberus up to?’ he wondered as he rose from his seat. ‘Might be a rare rebel shade... Everyone ends up here in the end, and nobody can get in or out, dead or alive.’

Aidamien walked out of his office to see patches of fresh monkshood rooted to the stone floor of the hallway. He was confused as to how flowers could still manage to sprout from what was supposed to be a barren medium before it hit him.

‘She couldn’t be the one Cerberus is dealing with now, right?’ Hopes of such an event not being the truth ran through Aidamien’s mind as he followed the trail of monkshood, concluding that it led to the entrance of his grand estate after seeing the dead-ends they led to. From there, ichor-stained footprints replaced the blossoms, leading to the entrance of his realm. The sight of a god’s bodily fluid made his stomach churn unpleasantly, so he focused on finding the goddess who got involved in this whole mess.

When he recognized her form at Cerberus’ post, he sprinted and called the hellhound’s name aloud. “CERBERUS! STOP!”

It took a few shouts for the enormous three-headed canine to halt his intimidation, as he was usually used to his master being quiet. Aidamien quickly approached him, patting two of his snouts with his hands. 

“That’s enough! You’re scaring her!” the King of the Underworld gently admonished Cerberus. The dog shrank until he was half as tall as the goddess, and the flames from his teeth extinguished.

“That’s it. Good boy,” Aidamien rubbed Cerberus’ three heads. When the hellhound calmed enough, his attention moved to the poor girl.

“Are you okay?” he softly asked her as their eyes met.

[calivillasstory-blog]

Segredo de família - O fim dos segredos (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/YmuWAUWb1N Em uma festa chata, Ângela e Felipe se conheceram e tudo parecia que daria certo entre eles. Na mesma noite, um terrível crime ocorreu tendo como vítimas uma das mais importantes e ricas famílias da cidade, e todas as pistas apontam para Felipe como assassino. Foi quando Ângela começou a ter sonhos estranhos, com as pessoas envolvidas nesse crime, e que revelavam segredos dessa família, muito bem guardados, que poderiam ajudar na solução desse assassinato. Esta é uma história de ficção, por isso não tem nenhuma relação com a realidade do sistema criminal e judicial de qualquer lugar

[sumangharti]

Man Ko aakhale herana Vawana ma dubana E sabda ma hoina Yo artha Lai bujana..😊😊 https://www.instagram.com/p/CCQHgXoji4B/?igshid=6as2k8uz1966

[dubirddressup]

Herana