Historias de Whitemoonlight

"Our contract entails no affection; it is merely a simulation." Alistair Vance never sought to conceal his true intentions. What he required was a countenance, a pair of eyes, and a voice capable of occupying the void bequeathed by Celeste Dupond. Elara Brooks consented to enter this game of substitutes, disregarding the harrowing truth that every touch, every kiss, was intended for a phantom. Yet, the true tragedy lies not with the deceased. It commences the moment the original light returns, leaving Elara to realize that she has forfeited her own identity in a role where she was never more than a mere understudy.

[All kinds of crazy attackers who love but cannot have × Stunningly beautiful heartthrob white moonlight receiver] On a peaceful day, the Main God System suddenly issued an alarm. The white moonlights in various worlds were filled with overwhelming resentment, which directly affected the stability of the Main God System. After investigation, the Main God System found out the reason. It turned out that these white moonlights always rejected the protagonist in the plot and then turned around to cling to them...

She had reincarnated into a novel as the pitiful fiancé of the male lead. The one with the pure heart who was ended in a mere few chapters. With no relation to the novel, all she wants is another chance at life, but as she tries to move on will she truly fill the missing whole in her heart? Or will her past catch up to her? STATUS: ON HOLD (Possibly Discontinued)

Everyone knows the story. He Mingzhou, a powerful CEO, married Su Anran out of family arrangement, not love. His heart has always belonged to his White Moonlight-Bai Yue, the woman who left for abroad and returned years later, fragile, elegant, and unforgettable. When Bai Yue comes back just before Christmas, the marriage reaches its end. To provoke jealousy, Mingzhou grows deliberately intimate with his wife-tender touches, possessive kisses, public affection meant for another woman's eyes. Soon after, divorce papers are prepared, as if mercy is being granted. No one notices that Su Anran never cries. No one notices that she never begs. Because no one knows the truth. Before the marriage, before the misunderstandings, Su Anran once loved Bai Yue-and was loved in return. Their separation was never a matter of falling out of love, but of silence, pressure, and a mistake neither of them ever corrected. What looks like cold indifference is restraint. What looks like fragility is calculation. When Bai Yue corners Su Anran in a quiet bathroom, suppressed jealousy finally breaks through the years of distance. From that moment on, Bai Yue makes a decision: The marriage will end. The man will step aside. And what was once lost will be taken back. Set against falling snow and Christmas lights, this is not a story about a discarded wife or a returning White Moonlight. It is the story of two women who were never meant to be apart- and the man who never truly belonged in between.

What happens when the characters of a tragic novel decide they're done being ink? On a moonlit balcony, the notorious "Villainess" Su Wanqing lowers her dagger, looks the "White Moonlight" Lin Ruoxi in the eye, and simply says, "I'm going home." With those four words, a thousand-year scripted loop shatters, leaving a hero without a tragedy and a world without a plot.