Collected Miscellany

Below the nine setting suns lies the remains of the Golden Crows. By chance, a young man arrives in the world of Journey to the West, attaining enlightenment using the bodies of nine Golden Crows, leading to a different journey. Summary for this book: "Living in the Journey to the West, I started off by roasting nine Golden Crows." Yet another summary is, "My days of collecting bodies in the Journey to the West. When it comes to body collection, no one's better than me. Three hundred years of professional body collection experience, skilled at cooking braised meat, and never adds sugar in it."

Su Yingxue died at the hands of her beloved, and she didn't even see who the man who collected her body was. After reincarnating, she destroyed bitches with one hand and tortured scumbags with the other. She was on her way to a way of victory! However, on her journey of revenge, there were always some people who wanted to protect her. "I will follow you until I die," a cold-blooded killer said. "Who wants to hurt Su Yingxue? I'll send him to hell!" An eighty-year-old doctor of poison said. "I have to protect my sister for the rest of my life," her handsome brother said. Even the powerful prince had something to say. "As long as I'm alive, Su Yingxue, you can do whatever you want in the entire continent." "Wait a second..." The longer Su Yingxue looked at him, the more familiar he felt. Why did he look so much like the man who collected her body in her previous life?

In order to survive, Perry needs to become a chef and help his system upgrade. He needs to understand the chef rules of this world and help 100 strong people upgrade through food. The chefs in this world need to get a license to cook. Perry needs to face many challenges and he also needs to act like Henry to avoid being discovered by others.

A collection of usually one shots, with some having multiple parts. Written by an underworked-but-tired-anyways author lol

Hey. This isn't really a story of sorts. It's just my collection of poems that I wrote. I just like writing poems. Drop some power stones if you'd like, that would really help. Not that I'm in desperate need or something, haha. Have a good day. May you never roll a NAT 1 on life.

Collection of mythologies in my fictitious world of Foerath.

Short stories and poetry all in one. A collection of internal monologues and thoughts.

A collection of short stories in my favourite franchise universes. Starts with SCP.

A collection of poems.

A collection of short horror stories.

A collection of short stories I have written during my time in college.

Just a simple collection of lots of horror stories

A collection of romance stories I never finished. If you find one you like, comment and I’ll try to work on it.

Having been confessed by the person you in love with must be a dream come true. That happened to me. However, I found out later that the confession is not meant for me but for my classmate named Kyzer. he’s handsome, rich, and popular. On top of that, he’s a top student. It all happened because of the tiger costume I am wearing . Feeling defeated, I went back home with a bleeding heart. On my way toward home, a white van stopped in front of me and abducted me. I was abducted because they thought I was Kyzer thanks to the costume. A series of misfortunes befell to me one after another. When I opened my eyes again, I found myself in an unfamiliar room. Then I become the subject of a weird experiment. In the next day, I woke up in my bed by a loud ringing and discovered some weird widgets floating in front of my vision. I learned later that the peaceful city I was living till today is now in an apocalyptic situation. Demonic creatures were running rampant causing chaos to the land. Using my System, I will survive in this apocalypse.

This little book, this short collection of short stories, wasn't made to conquer the world. It was created to send a message, to reach people, to whisper in their ears with just one short phase: "I exist". All these stories hace just that in common, that whisper.

A collection of short stories to allow others to read them.

I always had fun killing off characters in my stories – especially the extras who barely mattered. But now, I’m stuck living in the world I created, and the system has one twisted rule: I can’t meet the protagonist or any key characters until I save everyone I’ve already killed. That means I’m collecting the very extras I once tossed aside. To survive the brutal scenarios ahead, I’ll need their help. But befriending them? Turns out, some of these extras are downright lunatics – and that’s a challenge I never saw coming.

Collection of different horror stories I guess.

Ant swallow gold system! Raising ants allows them to go deep down and collect any mineral elements, creating a myriad of tiny miners. Where those machines cant move, the ants can go down! Ants can collect tiny mineral particles that humans can not collect! Even the nugget can be cut into particles by them and taken to Aaron! Ten thousand, one million, a billion! With these guys, Aaron borrowed to the rich and barren Siberia for s first physical gold. Next, set up various companies to start the global digging!

My first poem collection book

For the fast reader, Twitter length micro stories to be read each a day during 7 days.

A collection of dystopian short stories based in a fictional country. One upload every fortnight

A collection of my shitty work.