Nectar Stories

In the world of Erdas, the evil dude known as the Devourer has returned, and we need all the people we can to stop him. (Unless, of course, you're with the Conquerers) On the eleventh birthday of a child's life, they may or may not receive a special and rare bond with a spirit animal. You are one of these special children. Will you join us, the Greencloaks, and help restore peace to Erdas along with the summonses of the Four Fallen? Or will you become a Conquerer, helping Kovo and Gerathon dominate the land? We will see...

Everyone sleeps, but not all sleep equally. Sometimes a good night's sleep can seem out of our control, but thankfully this isn't the case. At NECTAR Mattresses, we start from the ground up with foam for mattresses. Don't believe it? Check out the science behind the foam for mattresses that NECTAR uses with one of our engineers here. We know sleep starts with a good mattress. What else can you do to maximize your time and get the most restful sleep? Here sleep experts have collected tips to help you sleep.

Everyone sleeps, but not all sleep equally. Sometimes a good night's sleep can seem out of our control, but thankfully this isn't the case. At NECTAR Mattresses, we start from the ground up with foam for mattresses. Don't believe it? Check out the science behind the foam for mattresses that NECTAR uses with one of our engineers here. We know sleep starts with a good mattress. What else can you do to maximize your time and get the most restful sleep? Here sleep experts have collected tips to help you sleep.

The demons overburdened Mother Earth. The people had no other shelter except for Lord Krishna.... When His devotees call out to Him, He is forced to come, along with His eternal associates. Lord Krishna and Lord Balrama stepped on this Earth to kill the demons, save the devotees and re-establish Dharma. yadā yadā hi dharmasya glānir bhavati bhārata abhyutthānam adharmasya tadātmānaṁ sṛjāmy aham paritrāṇāya sādhūnāṁ vināśāya ca duṣkṛtām dharma-saṁsthāpanārthāya sambhavāmi yuge yuge ------------------------------------------------------ NOTE *I have just presented the beautiful pastimes of Radha and Krishna, along with their eternal associates. If I make any mistake, kindly forgive me. Information is taken from Garg Samhita and tenth canto of Shrimad Bhagwatam, which is translated by our beloved Srila Prabhupada. I have also took help from the awesome Bhaktivedanta purports. Incase of grammatical mistakes, please forgive me. I DO NOT OWN THE COVER PAGE Image link: https://pin.it/46TbLEV *

Hunter called himself an archaeologist, but he was a modern day treasure hunter. Tiyana was a scientist devoted to her craft. They were passionate people, wholly devoted to their work. Neither of them had time for love. Neither of them could resist it when it happened. Neither of them knew that the world would need the two of them to save it from a tyrannical pre-historic overlord, his cyborg vampire paramour, and their army of mindless drudges. Dawn of the Epoch is an epic science fiction novel about dark matter, death rays, nuclear warfare, and the Large Hadron Collider, but it is also a fantasy novel about medieval warriors, alchemy, and ancient gods. Dawn of the Epoch blends fantasy with reality, bringing mythology to life today. It is also an apocalyptic thriller spanning the globe from the Pyramids of Egypt to the heart of Africa to the majesty of the Himalayas. It is an epic hybrid-genre story with intense action sequences, magic, mythology, suspenseful plot twists, countless obstacles for the protagonists to overcome, and an utterly Machiavellian supernatural villain. Testimonials: "Probably one of my favorite books I've read to date. Brilliantly complex, adoringly rendered and quizzically intense. A must read and one I plan to revisit, and share!" - Amgwatts, Wattpad Reader "This has to be one of the most original and well written novels I have had the pleasure to read, on Wattpad and in general. It was captivating, interesting, immersive and above all, fantastic. I was left in awe of the beings, history and world you created. It was never dull, dry or predicable and it was a nice change from what seems to be the ever popular teen romance with vampires or werewolves or 'bad boys that are actually romantic good boys.' In the end it was a very pleasant surprise." -IridescentLies, Wattpad Reader http://dawnoftheepoch.weebly.com

THE SWEET NECTAR

I wish to be a butterfly. Free to do whatever I want. To fly where I wish. But I can't. I can't do this because of something that happened about three years a go. Someone that I trusted betrayed me. Now I find it hard to trust people- to even trust myself. It's hard because now trust, to me, is linked to bad experiences But what if, you could trust someone and not regret it? What if, someone made your life better? Not necessarily because of the words they said, or the actions they did- but because of their presence- Their very presence was enough to make you feel happier.

||COMPLETE, EDITING|| Pollen has always lived in fear. Her father is strangely immune to the Hive Mind, but she still isn't safe. No hybrids, Queen Wasp's very harsh rule. But rules can be broken, and secrets discovered. Ancient forgotten SeaWing empires, a group of LeafWings hidden in the northwest, dangers beyond Pollen's wildest dreams. Lives are ending, but hers is just beginning. Special thanks to @theshadowphantom for drawing this cover. Wings of Fire does not belong to me, this is a fanfic. *****PLEASE DO NOT ADVERTISE*****

A sweet distraction Written by a less sweet distracted mess

Torment, anxiety, crying, shouting, grief, struggle, love, affection, need, desire, anger, fear, loneliness, confusion, friendship, expectation, peace, caring and all the feelings of the heart will express in this poetry.

Camp Half-Blood never thought they'd be sent on a quest with the Roman Camp Jupiter ever again. How wrong they were. After Rachel Elizabeth Dare spoke a new prophecy, the Demigods from both camps realized they'd have to send a couple groups of mixed campers to complete the prophecy. The only problem? They are going to hell....

"This house isn't my sanctuary, you are."

This poem delves into the desolate landscape of emotional numbness, portraying a creature, small and fragile, adrift in a world devoid of sensation. It explores the chilling experience of detachment, where vibrant life fades into a muted, frozen tableau. Through imagery of frost, lost warmth, and the absence of feeling, the poem paints a poignant portrait of isolation and the quiet despair of being disconnected from the pulse of existence. It's a somber reflection on the loss of vitality and the lingering echo of what once was.