Who Is Chibi Chibi Moon Novels & Stories

To say that it was a love is an understatement, Tess White was obsessed with the one who hates her guts, and was completely in love with the idea of falling in love with Callum Anderson ever since she was young. However,Callum had a highschool sweetheart and life was at bliss for him until his world collided with Tessa and the next thing he knew, he was married to the girl he hated the most.

Derek, a Beta werewolf, has a secret that is keeping the new Alpha of their pack from claiming his position as pack leader and it has nothing to do with power. Derek has been in love once... but being in love with a human has cost him. Especially when he learned that she had moved on. There was no way to find her. No way to know. His pack never knew why he continuously rejected every she-wolf that came to pass, and he had no reason to bring it up. He didn’t owe them anything. The trouble he faced began to build since being welcomed back in after his time splitting from the pack. There was nowhere else for him to go now that his heart had been absolutely broken. But even this connection has him concerned with his status among them. A rogue that returned was never respected. He knew that. They didn’t trust him. And why should they? Derek knew it would only be time before he left again, regardless of the implications going forward. All that mattered was finding his human mate, Aislyn, and salvaging the love she worked so hard to promise him.

Nadia stood before the towering windows of the Alpha's bedroom, staring out at the endless forests. The bed was still warm and lingered with both their scents, but the Alpha said, "It's over. And now, I reject you as my mate." She suppressed a hollow ache in her chest, but it was futile. After all, she was only Lucian's temporary mate. As a healer, Nadia could weave the moonlight to imbue gems with her spiritual energy, and she saved her Alpha's life, the man she loved secretly for over 10 years. Her mysterious bloodline had been silently guarding his pack, but it wasn't enough. In the end, everything she did paled beside the primal call of the Alpha's True Mate...

Trisha is being haunted by her pasts she wanted to forget. They keep coming back and she knows she needed to face them in order to move on. But what if one of it makes her tremble with fear while the other one was with a mix of desire? Can she really escape them? What she doesn't know is that one is willing to protect her no matter what, even binding and branding her with the devil's possession to do so.

Reborn into a new life, the first thing I did was call off my marking ceremony with Alexander. I even handed the Luna Crown over to my younger sister, Lilith. I deliberately engineered every opportunity for them to be alone, quietly stepping out of their way. I did it because in our past life, we were husband and wife. Yet, when I was old, bedridden, and drawing my final breaths, he never visited me once. Instead, he spent every single day by Lilith's side. Only later did I discover that he had been sleeping with her behind my back. They had even had pups together. On my deathbed, he actually fell to his knees and begged me, with sickening devotion, to dissolve our bond so he could finally fulfill his "true love" with my sister. Now that I’ve been given a second chance, my only wish is to go somewhere he can never reach me.

It was not until after I married Bennett that I found out he had a clingy little childhood friend who loved to play the victim. On the very first day of our marriage, at dinner, I simply asked Bennett to pass me a bite of food. She immediately exploded. "Holly, you're disgusting! Bennett already used those utensils, and you seriously asked him to serve you food? What, don't you have hands?" I froze, completely blindsided. Before I could even react, Bennett put down his spoon and went straight to her, wrapping her in his arms like she was the one who had been wronged. Then he turned to me and said I should just get my own food from now on. However, honestly, wasn't it normal for a husband to serve his wife a bite? What was so outrageous about that? I barely got a word out before Bennett shut me down in a low, firm voice. "That's final. If Rosie doesn't like it, then we're not doing it. End of discussion."

For many years the werewolves have been suffering from the wrath of the evil hybrid queen, a vampire and a witch. The werewolves are at the risk of extinction as most have met with capital punishment for several minor offences. The Alpha King is mute in this case as his wife's influences surround him. After succeeding to eliminate the King's first wife and true Luna, she assumes as queen and Luna. She sends the heir, Prince Douglas to jail thus completely cutting him off from the throne. Everyone is at the mercy of this evil queen. The Moon goddess sees this from above and decides to save her children. She is the only one who can save them. Her first target is Prince Douglas who is the right heir to the throne. Along the way he falls in love with this gentle but brave young woman who gets him out of prison and back to normal life. Douglas does not let her go even when she insists she was on a mission and has to go back when the time is up. Would the moon goddess actually return or let love rule over her mandate?

To end a twenty–year war, she must marry the monster who made her people bleed. To survive him, she’ll have to become something worse. Princess Maris Corvin of Aradal has spent her life blessing soldiers in a holy war against the werewolves of Tharros. When a fragile peace is finally brokered, the price is her hand—and her freedom. Sent to the cliff-carved fortress of Fenrith Keep as bride and hostage to the infamous Werewolf King, Rhael Vargan, Maris expects a barbarian beast. Instead she finds a ruthless, war-broken king, a court ruled by teeth and loyalty, and a bond of blood-and-moon magic that refuses to let her forget she is no longer entirely human… or entirely his enemy. As Maris navigates a brutal new world of pack law, shifting alliances, and howling moons, she uncovers a darker truth: the war was never just between humans and wolves. Something ancient and hungry stirs beneath the ravaged border known as the Wound, and it is feeding on their hatred. With fanatics in her homeland calling for her death and Rhael’s own people divided over their human queen, Maris must decide where her loyalty truly lies. Because if she and Rhael cannot learn to trust the bond that ties them together, the next war won’t just burn their kingdoms. It will wake the Red Warden—and devour them all.

The day my mother brought her childhood sweetheart back to the villa, my father—who had already quit smoking—stood on the balcony and smoked through the entire night. Back then, his colleagues at the research institute all envied him for having a wife who was a CEO. They said he should have stayed home and enjoyed life—why work so hard outside when all he needed to do was keep a firm grip on the household finances? But my father never agreed. "Those things are all external," he would say. "As long as the feelings are still there, we'll be fine whether we're rich or poor. And if one day she no longer loves me, I'll leave with nothing and walk away alone." He never expected his words to become prophecy. My mother truly did stop loving him. Later, when she appeared before the media, arm in arm with that man, my father didn't look back. He boarded a flight overseas and disappeared from our lives. And as I stared at the photo in my social feed—my fiancée's hand entwined with someone else's—I knew it was time for me to leave too, just like my father had.

Fate twists its vines in ways we can't comprehend. For Sylvie, it brought the force of a Tyrant Alpha and the ruthless Salvalor pack. Sylvie learned to live with her handicap. Stay out of business of other wolves and they'll leave her alone. Mostly. War, however, soon reaches her doorstep. Forced to submit to Malphas, one of the last living Lycans, with a bloody streak and reputation for having the shortest fuse, Sylvie's quiet life turns upside down. Run or serve, the choice is easy. Malphas and the wolf within him, Valac, are the two names whispered in fear. Packs are falling, wolves are dying, territories are burning. The sky is red with blood, in his eyes. The thirst for it, unquenchable. He lives for the thrill of the kill, yet struggles to contain his disdain towards wolves. Rebuilding the line of Lycans, and the Kingdom of Silas to its former glory, is most important. Getting revenge is just a convenience. Imagine the surprise when he finds the last village to pillage, before crossing wolven borders, and a hidden gem within it. The Omega runt throws his senses into confused calmness, and for the first time neither he, nor Valac, feel the urge to kill. Refusing to admit, but finding it intriguing, Malphas takes Sylvie as his cup-girl. What threads will fate weave for the two? Will Sylvie survive under Malphas's command? Will he solve the puzzle behind the quiet, little runt or will his anger and cruelty bury her into the ground? Can Sylvie unravel the mystery hidden in Malphas's eyes? Enjoy the slow burning flames and the rusted blood that keeps them going.