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Bunny and the Moon

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!

LotusLin · Huyền huyễn
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#MYSTERY
#SUPERPOWERS
#CULTIVATION
#TRANSMIGRATION
#SURVIVAL
#ANIME
#WEREWOLF

Merchant by Day, Dreamer by Night

As the first golden rays of dawn peeked shyly from between the buildings, the southern market bazaar hummed with activity. Merchants bustled, some flinging open shop doors, others meticulously arranging wares in their brightly colored booths, eager to greet the day's first customers.

The New Moon tribe nestled into a cozy spot among vibrant fruit vendors. With practiced ease, the tribesmen set up their stalls: two overflowing tables groaned under the weight of colorful fruits and vegetables, while another displayed treasures crafted from reindeer milk cheese, shed antlers, and intricate embroidery.