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"Even when seasons change, our love still stays the same" Liechael never smiled again after Alaena died. His eyes turned cold and lifeless. He kept himself away from his family and friends. It was his greatest downfall. He drowned himself to anxiety and sadness, until he jumped from the bridge on a rainy night. *** Liechael woke up in an unfamiliar room. He was dazed as he faced the mirror. His facial features changed, and from 24 years old, he's now a teenage boy who’s 16 years old. Along with this new time, unfolds the different stories of the youths connected to him. How are these seasons of colors related to them? cover not mine DON'T FORGET TO ADD THIS TO YOUR COLLECTION!!

*Due to physical disabilities, Iggy is isolated for his own protection. He only knows his two brothers, Baine and Nansen, and their world within a brick wall, called New Eden. In spite of his overbearing brothers, Iggy sneaks out of his room and goes into the garden during the day, where he comes in contact with a strange woman. Before he can say anything to her, he loses consciousness, and awakens to her biting his face. As his only caregivers, his brothers save him from the woman, but they cannot save him from himself. Soon after the attack, Iggy is overcome with depression and craves nothing more than to end his own life. But then, a survivor arrives, and changes everything for the worst and the better.* *Baine infects Iggy with the virus. Iggy's body becomes perfect in all ways and he is granted unique powers (umbrakinesis). Things are going well, until Iggy sees the color red and his thirst reflex awakens. It is all a matter of time before Iggy's bloodlust leads the F.U.S military to New Eden, to destroy everything that Baine has created. Especially the infected ones.*

A magical academy fantasy where colors resonate with emotions, bonds awaken ancient powers, and forgotten light begins to sing again. I’ve always been fascinated by how emotions and memories would look if they had color — or sound. This story explores that connection — how beauty, loss, and hope all live in shades we’ve forgotten to feel. In the Monochrome City, life is quiet. Too quiet. Each person is born with a single hue in their vision — blue, red, green — but no one remembers what true color is anymore. Until Lyra, a girl from the Grey District, begins to hear strange whispers in the night — echoes that don’t belong to this world. The more she listens, the more her reality starts to crack… and something ancient begins to awaken.

Trapped behind the walls of New Eden, Iggy knows only his brothers—and a life of isolation. That is, until a forbidden encounter in the garden changes everything. A stranger bites him, unleashing a darkness he cannot control. His brothers save him from her… but they cannot save him from himself. Depression devours him. Despair claws at him. And then Baine infects him with a virus that reshapes his body, granting him superhuman power and deadly umbrakinesis. Everything seems under control… until he sees red. The thirst awakens. The monster within rises. Now, Iggy’s hunger threatens to consume everything his brothers have built. The F.U.S. military is coming for New Eden, and nothing will survive the storm—especially the infected. Allies will betray, love will ignite in the shadows, and every choice could mean death… or damnation. The Colors of Rage is a merciless plunge into horror, dystopia, and supernatural obsession. Brace yourself for a world where bloodlust meets forbidden desire, where survival demands sacrifice, and where darkness lurks in every heartbeat. For fans of: Dark Supernaturals & Vampire Horror Dystopian Thrillers & Adult Romance Paranormal Mystery & Psychological Horror Are you ready to step into the heart of darkness, where humanity collides with monstrosity, and the only rule is survival?

It will take us on the life journey of a man named Han Jingru. A man whose family is one of the strongest in the city. Contrarily, he is living a life of poverty and disgust. His family members forced him to leave all the riches behind. The life detached from wealth brings him all the sneer and ridicule of the world. What belongs to you will come to you. One day he will take all that which belongs to him. On this day, his reality will be revealed. Han Jingru is forced out by the people he shares blood with. The elder brother and grandmother are wary of his abilities. They believe he is the most capable progeny. Especially, the brother knows this well. Since grandmother favors him it is not a hard task to remove the man out of their way. At a very young age, the protagonist of the story finds himself on the roads. Thus begins the days of ordeal begin for him. Han Jingru is forced to live a wretched life. Stripped of all the wealth and money he is now a street dweller. But would this last forever? A day will come when these people will beg him to return.

"Nan Xi is the precious gem of our Nan family!" "The purpose of Nan Zhao's existence is to bring this kind-hearted angel to our family!" After being framed and in a coma for three months by the fake heiress, Nan Zhao finally realized the truth. As the youngest heiress of the Nan family, she was switched at birth by the family's nanny. She should have enjoyed the love of her parents and older brother and lived a luxurious life, but instead, she suffered for nineteen years before being brought back to the Nan family. At first, Nan Zhao tried her best to please every family member. But no matter what she did, she could never match up to Nan Xi. The Nan family used all means to suppress her. They made her enter the entertainment circle together with the fake heiress and provided the best resources to the fake heiress. Meanwhile, Nan Zhao was forever given the malicious supporting role to make the fake heiress look better. After waking up, Nan Zhao decided to be true to herself. She no longer tried to please anyone and would retaliate equally against anyone who treated her badly. During a wild outdoor live variety show, the guests and the production team lost contact. The industry-recognized, kind-hearted young star, Nan Xi, took the lead in isolating the infamous star, Nan Zhao. In the face of bullying, Nan Zhao was fearless and attacked everyone without discrimination. She unleashed herself in the forest, swinging on tree vines, climbing, grabbing bananas from monkeys, and even fiercely fighting various large animals. Little did she know that the forest was filled with hidden cameras, and everything she did was being live-streamed. After the variety show, Nan Zhao became famous, but in a way that shattered her reputation worldwide.

Originally by imnotpoppunk

Min-Ho and Ju-Woon where both college students who didn't know each other until one unpleasant meeting caused their path's to cross, was this fate or just another day? Ju-woon a well known person around campus suddenly had to switch his math class and had to sit with someone by the name Min-ho, Min-ho who's also well known around campus was the complete opposite of Ju-woon, slacking of in classes and always annoying Ju-woon. (I have more chapters on quotev btw, but theyre only bonus ones though)

There is a world where nothing is fixed. Not the laws. Not the names. Not the boundaries between one thing and another. In this world, gravity is a suggestion. Death is a mood. The colour blue can be redefined by anyone who has the will and a sharp enough imagination. A man can die on a Thursday, and by Friday his widow can decide that "death" now means "a long walk in a garden that has no gate," and he will return to finish the soup she left on the stove. A child can decide that "school" means "a cloud that only rains on weekends," and the building will float away until Monday, carrying the teachers with it, and no one will ask questions because questions themselves can be redefined as answers that have not yet decided what they know. Everyone redefines reality as easily as breathing. The rich change themselves daily—new face, new past, new gravity. The poor cling to a handful of stable definitions just to remember who they were when they woke up. Cities rename themselves every hour by public vote. Wars are fought not with weapons but with dictionaries. The Anti-Semantic War, they say, ended when one side redefined "victory" to mean "surrender," and by the time anyone noticed, it was already history. This is not paradise. When everything can be rewritten, nothing is ever fully real. A promise made today dissolves tomorrow when "tomorrow" is redefined as "a shape that cannot fit promises." Love is exhausting because the word changes taste every afternoon. Truth is a fashion. Memory is guesswork. And somewhere beneath all this, a question sleeps that no one dares wake: If everything can be redefined, what is the definition of definition itself? Cindral had never trusted a world that could change its memories. When the past was rewritten as casually as the weather, what was a man but a rumour his own history could no longer confirm? He did not seek power. He did not want to reshape the rules. He wanted to know if there was any rule that did not answer to a vote. So when word reached him of an old vendor in the secondhand markets selling definitions too ancient to be altered, Cindral went. Not from ambition. From hunger—for something that would still be true tomorrow. The answer waits in a dusty corner of that market, where a vendor whose age shifts with the minute hand sells used definitions discarded by those who have moved on to newer models. Cindral will touch the one definition that was never meant to be touched: the definition of definition itself. That touch will reveal the thread. The thread runs through everything. It ties every word to every thing, every thing to every mind, every mind to every story, and every story to something above. Cindral will follow it upward through layers of narration that make his universe look like a footnote in a book no one remembers writing. He will climb until climbing breaks. He will define until definition breaks. He will be until being breaks. What waits at the end cannot be called a god, because gods require names, and names require someone to speak them. What waits predates the need to be named. And it is not the top. There is no top. The thread does not end; it only changes direction—cutting sideways through hierarchies, through echoes without a source, through hollows where silence is not empty but full of the absence of sound waiting to be born. This is the story of that climb. It begins in a world where anyone can rewrite the rules, and it ends where the word "rule" has never been spoken, never been needed, never been possible. Somewhere in between, a man discovers that he is a sentence inside a story inside a dream inside a definition that defines itself. The thread is already in your hand. Cindral's ascent begins now.

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.