Mew Mint

When Tuzi, the beloved bunny of the Moon Goddess Chang'er who was blessed into a human, is stolen from her celestial home— She is violently cast down to the Mortal Realm, stripped of her divine grace and thrown into a world she doesn't understand. Upon awakening, she finds herself surrounded by strangers—and everything she once knew is now a distant memory. ​Chang'er, the Moon Goddess, is determined to solve the mystery of her stolen companion, but focusing on the task proves difficult. Every clue brings her closer to the answer, but it also brings her dangerously close to the too-handsome-for-his-own-good God of Sky, who seems to be more of a distraction than a help. Can the Moon stay focused long enough to recover Tuzi? ​Meanwhile, Atlas—the Sky God’s best soldier—has dived into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi. But why is he so intent on finding the fallen bunny, and what does he have to do with the celestial theft? Tuzi may have been a simple rabbit once, but as a newly- minted divine lady, guarding her heart against this dashing, charming soldier is proving far more difficult than she ever imagined. Add to that the sudden interest of several alpha gods, and Tuzi's life is turned upside down by both celestial politics and unexpected romantic tension. With gods, mysteries, and more than a few mosquitos in the way, can Tuzi reclaim her place in the heavens and solve the riddle of her own disappearance? A romantic, funny, and action-packed twist on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny, Bunny and the Moon will keep you guessing—and laughing—until the very end. Bet you can't figure out who did it!

It all started with a glass of Tequila that Aira thought was orange juice, making her drunk and unknowingly spending a hot night with a handsome young man named Renji Ishikawa. As a result of that night, Aira's life changed drastically, especially when she had to marry Renji Ishikawa, who turned out to be a teenager in his teens. But if she refuses to marry him, Aira is threatened with a lawsuit on charges of sexual harassment against a minor. ………… How sad it was, how heartbreaking, and feeling like the biggest fool for being in the middle of the wedding of her ex-lover and her best friend. "Your drink, Miss," offered a polite waiter, approaching with a tray full of various colours and flavours. She picked a glass of orange drink with a fresh cherry on the rim. Her moon-like eyes stayed fixed on the groom while she drank the beverage until it was empty. Nothing strange happened to the sweet girl for a minute, but suddenly, dizziness struck, and she stumbled as her body swayed. Her delicate hand searched the wall for support, afraid of falling, feeling like she was experiencing an earthquake, and seeing everything around her shake. Feeling too weak to walk, she chose to squat near a large pot close to the ballroom's entrance. People around her watched silently, unwilling to help; some even gossiped about her. She was distressed and needed help, not performing for an audience, yet many still criticized her. Wild imaginings suddenly crossed her mind, wishing for a handsome prince on a white horse to rescue her, like scenes from her childhood anime favourites. But things like that only happened in fairy tales, where the prince would permanently save the princess from the villain's hands. That was how the stories were written. For her, there would never be a prince in her life story. But who would have thought that God would grant such an extraordinary miracle? Among the hundreds of high-class guests, one person approached and tried to offer help after observing her in silence. A handsome young man in a black suit stood right behind her. "Miss, are you alright?" he asked, concerned. "Who are you?" she asked, her voice still shaky from crying. The man stood frozen for a moment as though startled by the sight of this stranger but then smiled and extended his hand. "Don't cry here. Let me help you up." She shook her head, her cheeks red, not from embarrassment but from the effects of the drink. "My head is spinning, and I can't walk." The young man raised an eyebrow and smiled. "Alright then." He slipped his arms between her legs and under her body, lifting her, and she was heavy, just as he expected. From afar, the girls began to watch with shocked faces, filled with envy, anger, and jealousy, seeing the young man from the Ishikawa family carrying a girl, rumoured to be Aira Hoshino, the ex-girlfriend of Kairo Kenzaki and the best friend of Mika Kurogane, who were the couple getting married tonight. She rested her head on his shoulder comfortably, inhaling the refreshing scent of mint. Only this handsome young man, like a Greek god, came to her aid, asking about her condition, and now, carrying her out of the party without saying a word. "Where is your home?" he asked as he laid Aira, the girl he just met, into the car and fastened her seatbelt. "I don't want to go home," she whimpered. "Why?" he asked as he sat in the driver's seat. "Do you want to comfort me while my heart is broken?" she said, draping her arms around his neck. A grin spread across his handsome face. "How?" he asked, pretending not to know. "Stay with me until morning," Aira teased with a playful smile. In the next moment, Aira's lips were captured in his. Slowly, Aira's eyes closed tightly, leading her into a peaceful dream, soaring high into the sky, feeling as if it were real, not just a dream. …

(GL) Confident Mess x Cold Raging Fire - - - Author Renée Laurent receives an invitation to an old university friend's wedding. The venue will be on a private island, but that's not the only 'hassle'. A certain someone will be there and it's forcing her to properly evaluate some of her past choices. Recently minted environmental lawyer Ayla Bozkurt. A relationship that started early in University and went on for over two years. One that Renée ended herself without explaining properly... She thought it was the right thing to do at the time, with her mental health fraying. Now, Renée thinks she wants to see her again on the island just to show that she is in a good place with her life. That's all. After all, the relationship is dead... isn't it? An ending that happened because of a misunderstanding and a lack of communication. In close proximity and stuck with her for a while, will one pounding heart awaken the willingness in the other to finally talk? - - - The author cups her hands around the moon shining above before looking over at her ex. "I used to hate the night. The moonlight reminded me of what I couldn't touch anymore." The lawyer whose name means 'halo of moonlight' watches her with a cold face, but inside she is as hotly rattled as ever. "...What do you mean by saying this?" - - - A young law student had been trying to disparage her writing profession to Ayla in a public setting. Renée steps closer to the young woman after confidently defending herself to land a final soft blow. "But you were making her uncomfortable with this instead of me." The wealthy ex who thought she had been hiding her displeasure at her junior talking down to someone clenches her wine glass. Was she so easy to read for her, or... is she just paying that much attention?

Di malam yang bersalju, Kanna melihat seorang pemuda bertubuh kurus yang duduk di kursi taman. Kanna baru saja pulang dari kantor dan taman itu memang taman yang biasa ia lewati. Pemuda itu tampak pucat. Kedinginan. Tatapannya kosong, ia seperti kehabisan energi untuk hidup. Kehilangan keinginan untuk bertahan. Dengan kasihan, Kanna menghampirinya dan memayunginya. "Anu... Apakah kau baik-baik saja?" Perlahan, pemuda itu mendongak dan menatap Kanna. Matanya berwarna mint. Warnanya terang, tetapi kehilangan cahayanya. Pemuda itu hanya diam. "Di rumahku ada makanan dan minuman hangat. Apakah kau mau mampir sebentar?" Ah, andai saja Kanna ingat pesan ibunya untuk tidak membawa masuk sembarang orang ke dalam rumahnya, niscaya Kanna tidak akan tahu bahwa kedepannya, ia akan dipuja oleh pemuda itu seakan-akan ia adalah seorang dewi. Pemuda itu mulai terobsesi padanya, menempel padanya, dan benar-benar takut Kanna meninggalkannya. Pemuda itu jadi menganggap bahwa ia 'hidup' hanya untuk Kanna. Ia ingin berguna untuk Kanna. Ia tidak apa-apa menjadi 'peliharaan', disakiti, atau apa pun oleh Kanna, asal Kanna bisa tetap bersamanya, ....selamanya.

Vion,a special agent who had a mission to track the enemies in the dark forest of Mewing but was attacked by them,made her run and jump to a cliff. As she opened her eyes, she was transmigrated into a body who suffered humiliation in front of the public's scrutinizing eyes . It was the times where royals and subjects existed. As the youngest princess's betrothed selection is ongoing, she was chosen by the princess instead of her brother. Will she be able to survive this new life?

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If I am to make it out of here alive I can not wake the man who I choose to go home with. Of all nights to get pushed over the edge, why did I have to go home with someone. But I needed to get my mind off the fact my boyfriend of 3 years just dumped me after graduation. So here I am. Trying to pull my panties out from under Jacob? Jackson? Crap. If there was ever a story to judge me it’s this one. ‘Andrea Fray, if u don’t come down I’m leaving’ a text flashed on my phone. Great my best friend was leaving me to walk or hail a cab. Who needs underwater, right. It’s been 6 weeks since my drunken one night stand and I’m sitting here in the bathroom of the apartment Denise ‘Nessi’ and I share as she hugs me. “‘it’s ok, we can figure it out, we don’t have to return to the pack next week, I’m sure we can tell ur dad something to get out of the pairing ceremony.” The pairing ceremony was a chance for all packs to join and a few from over seas, to come together and find their mates, it goes on for 2 weeks for maximum pairing. But I know if I find my mate there is no chance he will be able to accept another and child. I’m daughter to the most powerful pack of North America, the Blood Rain pack. I cannot return carrying a child when I am not claimed. Being pregnant and unclaimed was very bad, usually females who got pregnant with another males pup who wasn’t their mate, were killed because her mate didn’t want to raise another wolfs pup. I don’t think my father could protect me seeing as how it was one of the laws he introduced when he rose to power. It was the first night of the pairing ceremony and alphas rolled in with their unmated pack members and usually a few warriors from their packs. There was well over 10,000 by now. I was headed to the kitchen to sneak a little snack when a delicious smell took me to the front door. The smell of fresh rain and mint, just mouthwatering. There he stood, 6’4” black wavy hair, muscles straining his white button up was showing off the outline of an 8 pack. MATE! Crap….

Wang Zheng is the powerful queen of the country of Wang, a beautiful and exuberant woman omega. After living almost 30 springs, much of the kingdom doubts her ability to marry and produce an heir. The council of elders of the realm obliges her to participate in the Bloody Spring: an event that forces the queen to choose a person to marry. Now she's being forced to find a good alpha... But what really catches her eye is a bold and beautiful omega with an eccentric mint scent. Fate had in store for them a challenging and exciting future. __________________ Support me and give me a gift! https://www.wishtender.com/moonsside __________________ *Isekai and Reincarnation are worked on directly from volume 005 second chance [extra]. _______________________________________ I don't own the rights to the cover image, it's an image taken from the internet and I couldn't find the author to offer the due credits.

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The world Jenna once knew was gone, replaced by a chaotic landscape where the undead ruled. Cities, once bustling with traffic and the constant hum of office life, now stood eerily quiet, littered with abandoned cars and half-eaten remains. Skyscrapers loomed over crumbling streets, their windows shattered like jagged teeth in the skyline. Before the apocalypse, Jenna was just another cog in the corporate machine—26 years old, an office worker who blended into the beige walls of her cubicle. She was sharp-witted, sarcastic, and always found a way to inject humour into the soul-crushing monotony of her daily grind. Her dark brown hair was constantly tied in a lazy bun, and her wardrobe consisted of the same three cardigans rotated in and out of existence. She had dreams, sure, but none of them involved surviving a zombie apocalypse, let alone doing it with newly discovered spatial powers. Now, as a newly minted zombie with a strange ability to store objects in a personal pocket dimension, Jenna found herself navigating a ruined world with the same dry humour that once got her through endless office meetings. Only now, she was hoarding supplies instead of spreadsheets—and doing it in style. --- A/N The MC is dumb as f*ck so, if your looking for smart and strong MC. This story is not for you.

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Akira Fujiwara, a 48-year-old corporate worker, felt trapped in the monotony of his daily routine. On his days off, he sought solace in alcohol, losing himself in a fog of forgotten aspirations. One night, while stumbling home drunk, he was struck by a speeding truck. As he lay on the pavement, the vibrant memories of his carefree childhood—filled with laughter and freedom—flashed before him. In that moment of nostalgia, he slipped into unconsciousness, unaware that his journey was far from over. He was about to be reborn, not in any ordinary way, but as a newly minted sperm, embarking on an extraordinary journey to the mystical world of Agarthical. ---- Hey everyone! I'd love to chat with you all about the book. Feel free to ask me anything you'd like to know or discuss about it. Looking forward to hearing your thoughts! DISCORD LINK: https://discord.gg/9GgJuBBm Chapter release schedule: 2 Chapters per day.

To almost everyone in this world, being rich is the true definition of happiness. You won't struggle to get a bread on your plate, driving fancy cars, changing them as if changing underwear, Living in mansion like hotel. That's life but to Tesla Katherine Walter all those are nothing. Despite having them she was never happy. The world has been so cruel to her from the moment she breathed with her own lungs,the same day she lost the most important person in her life. Bad if that was not enough, the world continued to hurt her over and over again. Despite that, she had to live...she didn't know how but she had to.. What will she do if she find out that she struggled all along to live, just to end in unwanted marriage to no one other than Red Kelvan. Red Kelvan, the first son and heir of MINT milles corporation. He is known to his charming personality. He isn't cold like other business men, winning him scores with women but he can't be described as a playboy though he isn't a saint too. His handsome look is undeniable to everyone and adding his charm, he is always listed as the most handsome business man. He is passionate and have excellent capabilities.he was not given most choice of life since he always did per his father's wish and he believed thats how his life is supposed to be until one day he realized he can't live without choice...

"beautiful and hot girls? fame and fortune? power and treasure's? i don't care about those i would rather spend my time bonding with my pokemon's." a hardcore fan of pokemon who's wishes came true but it seems the new world he is in just won't let him live his life with his pokemon's. "a pesky group of girl's trying to get his attention. elders trying to recruit him as their students and a whole lot more distractions coming his was and damn it i won't let my quality time with my pokemon's be taken from me."

What's so interesting about a naive and crybaby person, you ask? When they blacken, they become the abyss itself. *** Xie Ai, an IT genius and an A-level cultivator, was suddenly sucked into a strange world full of horror and mysteries. The worse thing was he didn't have his specks when he transmigrated. So when everyone was passing the instances, collecting the evidence, and running away from the monsters, Xie Ai was practically useless. Jumping off a cliff, bumping into a pole, or serving himself to the ghosts and monsters had become his routine. As he managed to somehow live through the hurdles, he realized one tragic NPC in every world would stick to him like glue. Be it a human, a ghost, a merman, a dragon…. But when he saw the NPC's face, he was shocked, saying, "It's you?!" *** A little boy with emerald eyes suddenly appeared inside the blanket. Xie Ai, who was trying to sleep peacefully, trembled in fear. "You… what do you want?" "I came to accompany you. Didn't you say you'd sleep with me?" Xie Ai: "...." I misjudged. Later… A certain man with sharp emerald eyes pushed Xie Ai against a tree. “Then… Do you want me to prove how I feel?”   “H-How?” Xie Ai suddenly didn’t want to know. “Don’t blame me for doing this. It’s you who asked," said the man. And then, they kissed. *** Tags: Quick transmigration, QT, BL, Unlimited flow, mystery, romance, smut, yaoi, R-18, gore, lovers to enemies to lovers, villain. *** Sequel to MEWS! *** Arc 1: A Prison Ghost Arc 2: A Haunting Lantern Arc 3: A Cursed Kingdom Arc 4: Mountain Of Remorse Arc 5: The Cursed Sea *** PS: Smut starts from the second arc! Caution: MEWS readers, if you're okay with spoilers, you can read this story. Or if you're not okay with spoilers, just wait until MEWS ends. PS: Commissioned art! I thank Lia for making me such a wonderful and sm*xy cover! So don't use it indiscriminately, okay?

*Updates every Thursday and Sunday* *For an alternative platform (still free to read), go to https://www.royalroad.com/fiction/58294/the-wicked-widow-of-opal-street-a-steamy-reverse * Excerpt: "Raiva’s face was flushed as he closed the distance between them before she could react. His body towered over her, the closeness causing the gentle scent of him to reach her. He smelled like mint and something that reminded her of fresh, clean linen, hanging in the summer breeze. Heat welled up in her stomach, and she made up her mind. /I surrender." Raiva is the 32-year-old proprietor of a new boarding house. Her life has been a roller coaster thus far: she was recently widowed for the second time, has been dragged through the rumor mill repeatedly, and lost her family and friends as a result. Now she is ready for a new chapter, to live her life quietly, enjoying the small things (nice liquors especially). Her tenants, however, seem to have different plans? - This story contains mature themes, explicit sexual scenes (including varying degrees of bdsm), as well as poly and lgbt+ themes -

The night over soon..started the car badly but couldnt..mint time look to the coridor..

Childhood friends. Separated for 5 years. One became a genius thief that has never been caught. The other became a freshly minted cop with a bright future. They happen to find each other again on the first day of college. This is the story of the bright, shining star that fell for the shadow. And the story of the shadow, so dark that it was afraid of drowning the star. As romance sparks between them during the day and tensions rise to an all time high during the night, the fire they kindle will threaten to bring the whole city down to its knees. In the end, will their love win out, or will Lady Justice prevail above all? ----------------------------------------------------------------------------------- The cover photo isn't mine, all right belong to the original artist.

Suara gelang berdenging meluruhkan hati yang beku di setiap kali kaki bergerak. Warna merah memenuhi wajahnya dengan keringat yang membasahi. Sepatu kulit berwarna coklat berhenti di hadapannya. "Hai, kita bertemu lagi" Perlahan-lahan rona merah pudar. Gerakannya berhenti, mata melebar kuat. Bau harum permen mint menyeruak memenuhi rongga hidung. "Miss you, stranger" Dunia tenang berubah kehebohan. Chou Zu mengengam erat tangan yang ingin berlari. Ucapan protes terhenti di ujung lidah ketika sebuah buku disodorkan padanya. Namanya tertera jelas disertai tanda tangan miliknya. "Kapan kita menikah?" £¢ Note. *Cover milik pinterest *Cover bisa berubah sesuai jalannya cerita *Kebetulan di dunia nyata, bukan tanggung jawab penulis *Bijak membaca *Jangan menghakimi jika tak suka

Woke up at 2:00 am,someone was knocking at my door but I couldn't tell who it was.Lights were out so slowly I reached for my torch clumsily,my eyes still sleepy I staggered towards my bedroom door and headed for the main door.The knocking turned into banging,I called out "who is it? there was no reply and it was dark which sent shivers down my spine. A man screamed from the neighborhood house next door,this made me desert the main door and race back to my bedroom where I hid my shortgun, Hailey was up too sitting in bed pale face and I knew she noticed something was wrong.Suddenly there was a loud thud on the rooftop and a growling sound one like that of a creature not human not an animal but we couldn't figure out what it was then a big bang on the main door downstairs that sent it open.Hailey sprung out of bed in panic, I gripped tightly the shortgun I had in arms

WARNING: CONTAINS SEXUAL CONTENT They say when your true mate dies your heart shatters into a thousand pieces. You begin to wish that you had died with them and lose any hope of soldiering on. Amaya’s life was perfect, till she lost it all. She had the perfect mate in Jason Blake and she was loved by her family and her pack. Suddenly her life takes a turn for the worst when her father and Jason both die from a brutal attack on the original Werewolf packs. As the eldest child she takes over her father’s role as Alpha of the Shadows Pack, keeping them safe, making sure that they don’t lose more lives. Despite her strong façade Amaya carries a pain that no one can heal. At least that’s what she thinks until she meets Jonah Blake, younger brother to her first mate and newly minted Alpha of the Silver Moon Pack. There is just one problem, Jonah is everything his brother is not. A bad boy and a playboy alpha who loves no one but himself. His brutal and possessive nature brought out by the same tragedy that broke Amaya. Is there any hope for them? Second chance mates don’t exist, or at least they were thought to be just myth and legends.

"what? we-where e'm i? why is everything look so big!?" this was the first words of the very first kaiju that was born from a world filled with cultivators trying to hunt her down and demonic beast trying to eat her. will she be able to grow to a full grown kaiju or will she fall and tumble. "i have a system on my side!! I'm sure that I'll grow into a full grown kaiju... right?" Author's warning: there would be light gore so be warned