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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.”
LeeYooNa · 1.2K Views

Bound to the moon

She was never meant to matter. Until she became the spark that could shatter an entire world. Rory has always lived at the bottom of the pack—an orphaned omega, overlooked, unloved, and invisible. She expected the Moon Festival to be just another night spent watching from the shadows. Instead, it became the moment everything changed. When a rogue wolf attacks, Rory doesn’t run. She leaps into the fray to save a child—and in that instant, her first shift explodes from within her. But this is no ordinary transformation. She doesn’t just shift. She awakens. Before a stunned crowd, Rory kills a rogue mid-air with the fury and grace of an Alpha... and draws the attention of the last wolves anyone would expect: the Alpha’s triplet sons. Kael — the heir with haunted eyes. Thorne — the untamed warrior with a heart of fire. Riven — the ruthless tactician who trusts no one. One mate would’ve been impossible. But all three? It’s not fate. It’s a prophecy. And a curse. “Three sons. One moon. One mate. Choose wrong, and the pack will fall.” As forbidden bonds pull her toward each brother, Rory’s body begins to change in ways no wolf ever should. Magic pulses beneath her skin. Dreams become warnings. And her wolf—once silent—begins to whisper secrets no one else can hear. Rory isn’t just special. She’s Gateborn—a living key to a sealed realm of ancient power. A lineage thought long dead is awakening in her blood… and it’s tearing the world open. As darkness rises, rogue wolves return wielding unfamiliar magic, and betrayal brews within the pack’s heart, Rory is caught between love and destruction, prophecy and power. To choose one mate could doom the others. To love them all might doom them all. And the greatest threat isn’t the curse, the prophecy, or the rising shadows. It’s Rory herself. Because she’s not sure if she was born to save this world... Or end it.
Ly_123 · 4.9K Views

Velvet Rebel, Marble Heart

Every girl has dreamed of that boy: crisp white shirts, eyes like frost-kissed glass. In the halls of Eldenwood Academy, sixteen-year-old Vivian Vaughn reigns as its velvet rebel—loud, defiant, and infamous. While the world calls her "Vivi," only Adrian Stone uses her full name, his voice a blade of ice: "Vivian Vaughn, end this childish game." She grins up at his Arctic gaze. "Make me. Be my boyfriend." "...Impossible." But Vivian learns nothing is impossible when you fight with your whole soul. He’s the ethereal genius who ignited her heart, worth every reckless leap. She’s Vivian Vaughn; he’s Adrian Stone. One day, she will be his most treasured gem. Years Later | 20 Years Old At an elite Manhattan restaurant, Eldenwood’s alumni gather. Time flips fortunes: once-timid girls now flaunt miniskirts and Louboutins, dissecting Ivy League glory. Their eyes dart to Vivian—the fallen heiress in faded jeans, exiled and broke. "Where do you work these days?" one smirks. Vivian’s reply dies as a tall figure parts the crowd. Adrian’s hand brushes hers, warm and claiming: "Darling, you forgot your phone." Silence. Someone gasps: "...Adrian?" Eldenwood’s unattainable star—now a visionary architect—has plunged into the "sewer" they scorn. Midnight | Penthouse Suite Adrian’s breath scorches Vivian’s neck. "Why not tell her you graduated from Yale before her? That you’re her senior?" His voice is gravel and velvet. She shivers, laughing into the pillow. "She was already green. Why twist the knife?" He growls, hands turning desperate— "Adrian—" "Say my name again." Vivian: She loves like a wildfire—all-consuming. Adrian: She’s his sun. His redemption.
Morningstarsolemn · 7.9K Views
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