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Books by Glass Cookie Jar
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JJWXC books matched on the author's name.
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I Survived by Following the True-Love Route in Another World 在异世界走纯爱路线的我成功自救
[The main story is complete. Feel free to binge it, and thank you all for your support.] [When a Pure-Love Warrior Runs Into the Traditional Harem King Route] Dragon-Aotian System: Welcome to another world, survivor on the brink of despair! Our goals are to gather underlings, build a harem, slap faces and punish scum, and reach the pinnacle of life! Hosts who were reincarnated by mistake and are about to die: Oh. System: Aaaaaah, why is everyone taking the pure-love route?! Story One:
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The Protagonist of This Angsty Revenge Novel Is Righteous to a Fault 狗血虐渣文主角他正得发邪
[You're a willful, obsessive maniac, an obstinate stick-in-the-mud who insists on going your own way, a troublemaker who flips the table even when a story gets a happy ending. You don't care in the least, and you refuse to change, ] "So?" [The world needs people like you! Join us and give melodramatic angst novels a little taste of your unhinged chaos!] · In melodramatic stories, there's always a type of person who's heartless and shameless, skilled at every crime from murder to arson. Yet a
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I Can't Make My Wife Cry! 让老婆流泪的事我做不到！
When Ni Xin wakes up, there's a strange icon on his phone that he can't delete. An evil little yellow bean laughs wickedly on the screen: [Welcome to the Villain's Erotic Game Simulator! Swing your whip, enjoy the tears, and let your long-repressed desires run wild!] Ni Xin, whose kinks have been mercilessly exposed: ...If I say I'm a decent person, would you believe me? [Mission 1: Pierce the Marshal's body with a medal of honor, and make him feel pain, humiliation, and despair!] At the med
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What Evil Could a Wicked God Possibly Do? 邪神能有什么坏心思
[It only wants to destroy the world~] After sleeping for countless years, the undefined god ???, who had dozed in the void until it was little more than a mass of rotten flesh, suddenly received a whole lot of fervent anchors for no apparent reason. In the midst of this fanatical living sacrifice, prayers from its followers once again echoed in its ears: "Whether you are a true god who loves the world or some indescribable abomination, we, the Minotaur race, willingly offer you all our flesh
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