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She was rejected. He was cheated on. He was cold. She was never the same. He was a Beta. She was a nobody. She was heartless. He gave her life meaning. They said she was colder than ice. But he didn't want her any other way. ______________________________ Authors note: I'm not really good at summaries. I just hope that you give this book a chance... Thank you. Copyright © 2017 by Alegna2017. All rights reserved.

She was rejected. He was cheated on. He was cold. She was never the same. He was a Beta. She was a nobody. She was heartless. He gave her life meaning. They said she was colder than ice. But he didn't want her any other way. Publisher：i&i Publisher

A Game of thrones Fanfiction, Involving the house I created House Urs, and Our MC Seig Urs the Heir of House Urs.

This is the story of Shi-heum and Yoon-sung, who found themselves living together due to circumstances beyond their control.

In a world still healing from the Transparency Revolution that exposed global corruption, violence begins rising again across Mumbai—quietly, strangely, without warning. Ordinary people display inhuman reflexes, unpredictable instincts, and terrifying bursts of clarity in fights. Officials blame stress. The media blames unrest. No one knows the truth. Arjun is the kind of boy who should never be caught in this chaos—quiet, overlooked, bullied, living each day in survival mode. He’s not fast, not skilled, and not brave. Yet whenever danger closes in, something inside him reacts before he can think. A glance he shouldn't notice. A footstep he shouldn't hear. A punch he shouldn't avoid. Everyone around him is changing in violent, unpredictable ways. But Arjun… stays calm. When he survives an attack that should have killed him, he begins to notice the truth: the world is shifting, people are breaking, and whatever is happening to them… isn't happening to him. As more strange incidents spread across the city, Arjun finds himself caught between students who fight like cornered animals, strangers whose instincts feel manufactured, and forces far bigger than any schoolyard conflict. He isn’t trying to become a hero. He isn’t trying to understand the world. He just wants to stay alive. But survival comes with a cost—because once the wrong people notice someone who doesn’t break, they don’t let go. And Arjun is about to find out that the most dangerous thing in this changing world… is a mind that refuses to fall apart.

Bria Stephens was an artist once. She painted cities at dusk in colors no one else could see — until someone she trusted told her she wasn't good enough. She never picked up a brush again. Now she's a senior editor at Caelum Press, one of the most prestigious publishing houses in the country. Her colleagues call her the Ice Queen of the slush pile. Authors fear her rejections. No one knows she still sees the world like a canvas — she just stopped letting anyone see her. Ryan Malcolm wasn't always Ryan Malcolm. He was born Dante Wards, in a neighborhood that tried to bury him. He failed. He lost everything. So he left, changed his name, and rebuilt himself from nothing. Now he's the cold, elusive CEO of Caelum Press — the company he built with his own hands. The only people who know the man beneath the armor are the younger sibling he raised alone, and the anonymous scholarship he funds for kids from his old streets. When an anonymous manuscript lands on Bria's desk — a story about a young artist who stopped painting, written with details no stranger should know — her carefully constructed walls begin to crack. Someone inside Caelum Press knows her secret. Someone is watching. At the same time, an inquiry into the Dante Wards Scholarship threatens to expose the past Ryan has spent years burying. Forced together by the threats circling them both, Bria and Ryan discover what they've been hiding from the world — and from themselves. Two people who built the same walls. Two people who recognize the armor because they wear the same kind. The world has already written Bria as the villainess. Ryan has been written as a ghost. But the story isn't over yet — and some stories can be rewritten. The Color of Cold is a slow-burn contemporary romance about art, survival, and what happens when two people who forgot how to feel finally let someone in.

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A man who struggled and lived on earth reincarnated in a new world. When he was trying to become a county official, he was conscripted as a labor disciple from a cultivation sect. The novel is Xuanhuan type and written in first-person view. MC's past, his view on the world, his experience, and his way of life are described by adding some Memes in the Mix. Unlike the usual things that happened in Xuanhuan novel, MC doesn't have a cheat, Op Hax's ability, or Golden finger. Memes wouldn't be explicitly revealed for readers' enjoyment to find out themselves. Au Note, Meme songs would be properly revealed with (the singer - original song). I wrote this novel for readers who love Cultivation fantasy stories but are bored to see the usual cliche event.

JUMIN YOON had never wasted his time on trivial matters such as romance . he was much better off without having to deal with matters like this , thank you . but there was an instance back years ago that made his heart beat a little more faster than usual . made his face warm up more than considered normal . and made his stomach do a weird little flip that he couldn't quite comprehend what it was back then. it wasn't like it meant anything , though . right ?

the girl with a colorless life meets the girl with a colorful life How will things plan out? (art is not mine besides text)