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Books by Ninety-Nine
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From the Start, Seizing the Family's Assets and Using My Pocket Dimension to Lead Them Through the Famine 开局抄家，手握空间带全家逃荒
[Complete] "Confiscation and Exile + Flight from Famine + Space + Adorable Baby + Stockpiling Supplies + Medical Skills" A devoted couple Lan Luoyun, a brilliant researcher and divine physician, transmigrated one day and found herself the legitimate daughter of the Marquis of Dingbei and the young madam of the Chancellor’s household. She thought she’d been dealt a hand everyone would envy and could finally enjoy a good life. But the very next day after she transmigrated, the Chancellor’s househo
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All Villains: Cybernetic Fury 全员恶人：赛博狂怒
In the City of Eternal Night, where neon and blood intertwine, there are no innocents, only villains who have yet to be exposed. Genius scientist Lin Yin and augmented warrior Lei Jin are trying to bury the past and burn toward the future, respectively. When a virus called "OUTRAGE" sweeps through the cyberpunk metropolis, the two are forced to join forces. But they gradually discover that the ultimate weapon of the Sky Group is the violence and betrayal lurking in the depths of human nature. As
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I Ran Away After Becoming the Spoiled Villainess, and the Tycoon Heir Lost His Mind 穿成作精女配跑路后太子爷急疯了
Xu Nuo opens her eyes and finds herself in a domineering CEO novel as a troublesome female supporting character: the cold and aloof crown prince’s contract wife, who climbed into his bed by drugging him. In the original story, the male lead and the original owner were bound by a family marriage contract. But he had always resisted the arranged marriage. Determined to marry him, the original owner used their engagement as an excuse to accuse him of assaulting her after he got drunk. Believing he
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The New Year’s Eve Disappearance List 除夕消失清单
On New Year’s Eve, my girlfriend and I squeezed onto the last bus heading home. My girlfriend said she was a little hungry, then got up to grab some snacks from the back. Five minutes passed. She didn’t come back. Ten minutes passed. The aisle was empty. I stumbled toward the back to look for her, but every seat was empty. The only thing left was the red scarf she’d been knitting, still on my seat.
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