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  1. Painting the Mountains and Rivers with Ink [Book Transmigration] 挥墨刺山河 [穿书] Danmei (BL)531k WordsOngoing ★ Friends, my upcoming novel, Death Comes Knocking at My Door, is open for pre-saving. If you’re interested, please add it to your collection. Mwah! Blurb: Qiu Jie was a gifted writer who never married, spending his entire life in love with the person he had created on the page. After his death, he transmigrated into his own book. In this world, he was still a celebrated genius, admired by countless people. Yet in everyone’s eyes, he was also an arrogant madman. All living beings were his subj 9.1kFavorites12.3kClicks/ch15.7kGifts
  2. The Gods Cannot 神明不能 Danmei (BL)514k WordsOngoing A shameless, lecherous beauty of a top x a gentle bottom who sees through everything "I refused reincarnation and could not rest. For a thousand years, I willingly imprisoned myself in the blood-mud swamp, haunting the world as a restless spirit, all just so I could... come back and see you one more time." This is a story of gentle resistance, brave longing, a resolve to risk death a thousand times over, and a person who will never leave Theme: The divine loves you 909Favorites660Clicks/ch443Gifts
  3. The Grim Reaper Is Knocking at My Door 死神来敲我家门 Danmei (BL)Ongoing The whole universe is built on absurdity. Without absurdity, there would be nothing at all. [Blurb 1] Yan Shu is a rocker who has done so many awful things that Death has come calling. He thought his life was over, but to his shock, the seemingly cold and ruthless Grim Reaper is actually a single-minded, blunt, clueless blockhead. He has no common sense or understanding of social niceties... and he's mute, too. Most importantly, Lord Death is illiterate. His education level is zero. How coul 434Favorites—Clicks/ch1.6kGifts
  4. Hiding Among the Stars 躲进行星 3k WordsOngoing Everyone is a planet. Why do we exist, and where do we go when we die? No one knows unless they've died once. And if someone who has died once is willing to talk with us, we wouldn't dare listen. So this is really just a casual chat. We'll just talk. If no one talks with me, I'll talk to myself. I'll write this like a diary, though it isn't really a diary! I won't write every day, unless I've gone crazy. I'll update when I have an idea, when something interests me, or when I have something to s 60Favorites656Clicks/ch2Gifts