freezing

My life is like an endless cold winter, and Jiang Ruqin is like a spring breeze, warming my whole life... The plot was sweet and cruel. The author had a clear mind, so he had to be careful when he was in the trap. [Niannian's Weibo: One tenth of Niannian's memory is empty]

The world was fine—until it wasn’t. One day, the temperature plummeted, and a frost storm swept through the city. Those who suffered from frostbite… changed. Their veins turned icy blue, their eyes vacant, their humanity erased. The Frostborn were born. 'Ava' never thought her biggest concern would be survival. One moment, she was an ordinary high school girl, secretly crushing on 'Liam Carter'—the school’s football captain and top bachelor. The next, she was running for her life, the walls of her school turning into a frozen tomb. When the storm traps them inside, tensions rise. Romance ignites. And as the ice spreads, so do secrets. Liam has a past buried in the snow, and Ava soon learns that surviving the cold isn’t the only thing she has to fear. Because when the world freezes over, hearts burn the brightest. But will hers survive the frost?

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Growing up the last years of his live in poverty on mars, the once called Yuri never expected anything good to happen in his life. However, even he did not anticipate being chosen by the Spartakan AI, becoming one of the Kosmanavts - an elite group of Space Soldiers that were practically demigods for the averadge human. Transported into a alien magical world, he found himself facing against terrible aliens, traitors, monsters, other Kosmonavts - and much worse - in a deadly battle of survival. What's worse, the new powers he managed to aquire just so happened to make his already cold life even worse.

(First of all, this is generally just exercise for me, so I will be writing without too much preparation, please give me feedback if you see anything :D ) A man named Haruto Yukimura lived a decent life in the town of Shimokawa. Things had always been quite peaceful. He moved down to Tokyo to study chemistry, but on the way, the train derailed. Sometime after, the young man wakes up, deep in a cold cave. While somewhat bewildered, the young man starts to search for civilization.

In the wake of Gol D. Roger's execution, the world holds its breath. Pirates flood the seas. Marines tighten their grip. And in the forgotten South Blue, on an island so small it barely earns a dot on most maps, a sixteen-year-old boy with no devil fruit, no family name, and no special destiny decides to leave. His name is Kuroishi Ran. He wants one thing — absolute freedom. Not a throne. Not a title. Not the world's recognition. Just open water and no one above him. He boards a merchant ship heading east with a single bag, calloused hands, and four years of self-taught training behind him. No mentor. No crew. No plan beyond the direction. What he does have is something he can feel but cannot yet name — a heat in his chest that surfaces only when everything else runs out, when his body is past its limit and something deeper opens. The sea will teach him what it is. This is the story of a man who becomes a pirate not for treasure or glory but because the sea is the only place in the world where no one can tell him what he is. It is a story told in ports and storms and training sessions before dawn. In the people he meets and parts from and meets again years later when the sea has changed them both. In the slow, honest, brutal development of a power earned rather than granted. Ran will cross the South Blue. He will reach the Grand Line. He will build something from nothing, by will alone, and the world will eventually learn his name. But that is later. For now — he is sixteen, the ship is heading east, and the horizon keeps retreating the way horizons do. He follows it anyway.

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On the return of his hometown, Valentino discovers that his hometown has changed along with the turbulent decade of the 1960's. His family stuck in the violent past of World War 2 as well as the contemporary fear of the Vietnam War loom over him and his two brothers. However, fear comes in many forms.

A boy longing for revenge with blood-painted hands. He is a cold-blooded psychopath dressed in the glamorous clothes of a prince. In a planned attack on his 7th birthday, Prince Nicolas Gregory lost three important things, his friend Alisa, his innocence, and his memory of his merciless massacre of the culprits with a mysterious ability to conjure a sword. Attempting to fight his emptiness, he tries to live normally as a prince and fulfill his duties regardless of what his heart's cry is. But there are things that one tainted with blood cannot escape. With reminders popping out one after another and the continuous threat to his life, what will he do if his lost memory resurfaces. Will he once again wield the blades of revenge? Will he open his heart to the future? Or will he fall into deeper despair and follow the path of blood?

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.