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Books by Calico Ragdoll
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- The Tenth Day: The Executioner 十日终焉之行刑官 Qi Yan, the female lead, arrives in Taoyuan with the task of creating a god, only to discover that too much time has passed and Taoyuan has changed beyond recognition. Tianlong is lying. Qinglong is lying. The whole world is one enormous lie. Everyone schemes, manipulates, and lies to serve their own ends... Then... is creating a god also a lie? (I wanted to tag this as no romance, so how did it end up tagged as no female lead? Aaaah!) (An original female lead and a Ten Days to the End fanfic id 2.9kReads—Score147Shelves
- Infinite Flow: I Become a God by Acting Like an S-Rank 无限流：我靠s级装腔作势成神 [Mind games + infinite worlds + ensemble cast + all kinds of memes] Su Bai transmigrates into an infinite world and scores an S-rank talent: "Putting on airs." The stronger people think she is, the stronger she really becomes. So Su Bai picks up a pistol and smiles as she points it at herself. “Do you know what true luck is? It means that even if this gun has a bullet, it’ll misfire before it hits me.” "Congratulations, Host. Your luck value in others’ eyes is: 10" … “You were already going to k 4Reads—Score—Shelves
- I Am No Sleeve-Chaser 本官绝不断袖 I transmigrated into the role of a junior official serving the crown prince. On my first day at work, I was so scared I nearly lost my soul. My immediate superior seemed to be the Han Emperor Ai, historically infamous for his love of men. He had a male favorite surnamed Dong. As luck would have it, my surname was Dong too. Worse, I had an exceptionally handsome face. I decided to keep my head down and stay alive. I’d avoid him if I could, and never look up when I could keep my eyes lowered. But —Reads—Score—Shelves
- Stop Begging, I Just Want to Go Fishing 别求了，我真就想钓个鱼 Chen Shuai’s greatest wish is to open a small clinic in a mountain village. He wants to fish, bask in the sun, brew tea, and occasionally treat a villager’s headache or fever for a few coins, living a carefree life of leisure. But somehow, more and more people have started coming to him for treatment, and it’s driving him up the wall. Watching the icy, glamorous CEO kneel on the ground and kowtow to him, he wishes he could kowtow right back. “Please, stop begging, okay? I just want to go fishing —Reads—Score—Shelves
