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  1. Daybreak in the Dark 黑夜生白昼 Two Female Leads152k WordsOngoing A gentle little snake baby X a domineering little tiger. Xie Luo is the only female lead in this book. She was born into a troubled, violent family, and her guilt toward her mother made her blame herself for everything that went wrong. Through childhood, middle school, and even high school, she was always alone. Afraid of the dark, she thought she was being dramatic. After years without affirmation and enduring beatings, she came to see every beautiful thing in the night as a "monster," a man-ea 29Reads—Score—Shelves
  2. Only Axi Can Cure Me 只有阿溪能治病 Two Female Leads142k WordsCompleted Yandere “good girl” x gentle top student Nan x Xi Zheng Yanxi told Xia Anan that writer’s cramp was a medical condition. The coldness between them after they were assigned to different classes made jealousy and suspicion grow wildly inside Xia Anan. She’d go crazy without her! What was real, and what was fake? Xia Anan lost the ability to tell, falling into a shallow streambed strewn with stones and hitting the ground hard enough to leave her bloody and battered. “Xia Anan, everyone else 5Reads—Score—Shelves
  3. The Scientist of Heaven's Way 天道科学家 Eastern Fantasy146k WordsCompleted After transmigrating to the world of immortal cultivation, Lin Xuan discovers that he has only 3,986 days left to live. He can see the countdown to everyone's death, including the Heavenly Dao. And the first thing the Heavenly Dao says is: "You've been here before." —Reads—Score—Shelves
  4. After Guarding a Tomb for a Hundred Years, I Sacrifice the Gods to Reforge China’s Divine... 守墓百年,我献祭神明重塑华夏神 Urban272k WordsOngoing My name is Chu Jue, the last caretaker of the Martyrs’ Cemetery in Huaxia. The Civilization Arena opened, and the gods of the West descended. Huaxia lost nine battles in a row, and the destruction of our people was only moments away. Everyone laughed at me. Guarding a mountain full of desolate graves, they said, was nothing but a joke. Until the day a false god from the West stormed into the cemetery and trampled the last veteran who had come to pay his respects. “Your martyrs are nothing but a —Reads—Score—Shelves