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She Weeps For The Devil Tapas

The Weeping Moon: The Moon That Sheds Vermilion Tears

Linyue, an emotionally stunted cultivator with a talent for logic (and attracting disasters), volunteers to become the substitute bride for the fearsome King of Shulin, Shu Mingye—replacing the runaway Second Princess. For reasons known only to her (and maybe the heavens). Fortunately (or perhaps very unfortunately), she doesn’t come alone. Accompanied by her three loud, chaotic companions who specializes in finding trouble, inventing trouble and loudly denying they caused the trouble, Linyue heads south to Shulin. What should have been a straightforward political marriage quickly spirals into misadventures, bad decisions, and accidental heroism. From encountering supposedly extinct divine beast, surviving demon attacks, chasing legendary (or possibly imaginary) herbs, accidentally uncovering dark secrets beneath an innocent-looking doll shop, hunting the cure for a mysterious disease, to uncovering the mystery behind the calamity like disaster—all while man handling terrifying and fearful yet emotionally fragile King of Shulin. Shu Mingye: “I told you I would chain you to the bed. Remember?” Linyue: “You said that when you were sleepy.” Shu Mingye: "I'm not sleepy and I never joke." Shen Zhenyu: “I’m not hearing this. I’m injured. My ears are broken.” Song Meiyu: "Is that how he flirts with her?" Linyue: “It must be the soup. The soup spilled on him. It got into his clothes. Messed with his brain. I think... I think he even flirted with Brother Zhenyu.” Shen Zhenyu: "Let’s see if she survives this.” He Yuying: "She's dead. Chain incoming." As danger closes in, buried secrets rise, and Linyue finds herself caught between duty, desire, and the past she thought she buried—she begins to wonder: Is she still pretending to be the princess… or has she already become the Queen of Shulin? This story is about:  “A chaotic adventure filled with comedy (?), slow-burn romance, and lurking danger as they uncover the truth behind the Weeping Moon.”
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The Only She Wolf

There are no women left in the werewolf world. At least, that's what the packs tell themselves. The world is ruled by wolves. And wolves have no queens. Female werewolves are extinct—erased by time, war, or something worse. No one dares to speak of them. No one remembers how they looked. No one *survived* them. Except her. Raised as a mistake. Hidden like a curse. She bound her chest in bloody cloth and learned to walk with a limp so they wouldn't see her hips. She spoke in growls and spit like the boys. She pissed in the dirt and pretended not to bleed. Her grandfather called her deformed. Said she was sick. A freak. Told her if the pack ever found out what she really was, they’d rip her to shreds. And she believed him. Until the night of her first shift—when her bones broke and reformed into something unmistakably *female*. Now, the secret she was told would kill her becomes the reason she's sold. Five alphas. Five monsters in human skin. Rulers of a vicious, dying pack. They've been waiting their entire lives for something like her. Something to fuck. Something to breed. Something to chain. Now exposed as the only living female werewolf, she is captured and sold like livestock—delivered to five ruthless alphas who rule by claw and blood. Five rivals who see her as salvation and property. A walking womb to breed a new generation. Their personal apocalypse in fragile flesh. But they made one mistake. They thought she was prey. But she is not fragile. She is fire. She is hunger. She is vengeance wrapped in curves and teeth. They want her on her knees. She’ll bring them to theirs. By the time their lust turns lethal and their unity rots into war, she’ll have made them hers—or burned them to the fucking ground. She’ll let them fight over her. She’ll let them touch, taste, even claim her. She’ll feed their obsession until it rots into madness. Then she’ll twist their lust into rage—and tear their precious pack apart from the inside. One kiss at a time. One betrayal at a time. One body at a time. She was born to be their ruin.
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