JJWXC catalogue
Books by Shushu
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From the JJWXC books we index, matched on the author's name.
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[Western Crossover] Bodies All Around [综英美]尸体在周围
Willow wasn't particularly lucky. Among all the minigames, he could have picked one that let him clear it easily without thinking. But the appeal of having more freedom drew him into this massive pit. Please, stop deducting his reputation... The problem was that, despite his high starting stats, he seemed to run into one accident after another. An explosion, a car crash, being blown off a rooftop, being poisoned to death... Looking back, he couldn't count them all. Well, at least nobody was kee
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[Western Crossover] The Batkid Flees the Torture of the Batman Who Laughs [综英美]被狂笑迫害蝙蝠崽跑路中
[This was written when I was in a poor state because of family matters, so it has many problems. My apologies.] Bruce died in a certain universe. That was his ending. On Yvette Wayne's seventeenth birthday, her family died and the city fell into chaos. When she saw the silhouette of a monster appear against the light, its crimson mouth stretched to its ears, its face deathly pale, even the chains and laughter seemed to grow indistinct. A voice in her mind called to her, celebrating her awakeni
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[Western Crossover] My Block Game Save File Is Corrupted [综英美]方块游戏存档坏掉了
[The current cover is just a placeholder and will change] [Blurb updated regularly] Yvette is an utterly ordinary New York University student. One day, she discovered that the save file for the game she'd been playing all afternoon had suddenly corrupted. Her save, where she'd just found a diamond mine, was gone! She asked her classmate Peter for help, but he couldn't fix it either, so she set it aside. The next day, Yvette stared silently at the square oak plank in her hand and the pixelated
162Favorites—Clicks/ch12Gifts
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[Western Crossover] What Kind of Creature Am I, Anyway? [综英美]我究竟是什么生物
Who am I? Who am I supposed to be? A victim sacrificed in an accident? No, is that really what happened? When Colwyn woke up in a cave, dazed and confused, he met a pair of blue eyes. A child stared at him in terror. He saw bats taking flight and the damp cave around him. He sent the frightened child back to the surface. He couldn't leave for now, but someone could see him and give him things he didn't need. He heard people calling his name. There was more than one of them. They feared his pr
110Favorites—Clicks/ch2Gifts
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[Western Crossover] After Losing My Mods [综英美]失去模组之后
[Claiming this cultist-fiction idea, blurb updated from time to time] And so it began again. Time was dragged between his fingers like a card. Homework, conversation, exploration: all he had to do was shift things around and wait, and they would be done. Then came the next season. He was inevitably made to accept emotions that didn't exist, restlessness and fear, just piling up. Theme: As long as you work hard, you will surely reap rewards.
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[Western Crossover] I'm Hungry, Feed Me ［综英美］我饿了，请喂我吃饭
[A new idea, blurb subject to change] The vampires he imagined should have had endless wealth accumulated over generations and lived dark but luxurious lives. But as mentioned, even among vampires, there are NPCs and protagonists. Clearly, Iriade is an NPC. He isn't even a vampire born into an inheritance system. Premise: After overcoming countless hardships, you will surely see the dawn
27Favorites—Clicks/ch—Gifts
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[P5] Cognitive Separation ［p5］认知分离
[Um... why would anyone bookmark this?] I shouldn't have been here, on Shibuya's Central Street. Maybe the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital had stirred up memories I should have buried in the river of time. Maybe it was that familiar face on the television. So I left the hospital... with the doctor's permission, even though I hadn't made any plans to go out. The car accident six months ago swept me into a terrible disaster. Falling into a coma and having to take a leave of absence
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Nail Polish Love 指甲情
She came to an era that did not belong to her. More than ten years passed, yet her body did not change in the slightest. She still looked like a sixteen-year-old girl, and even her hair and nails had not grown a fraction...
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Passing By 走过 路过
For a long time, I’ve wondered about the women in Anni Baobei’s stories: the loneliness and sorrow in those pale blue eyes, those pitiful souls who are just as lonely, yet refuse to resign themselves to a life of solitude. Could I be one of them too?
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The Sorrow of the Pure and the Turbid 清浊殇
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