LotusLin

Separated from the beloved Moon Goddess Chang'er, Tuzi the former-bunny turned divine lady, is violently thrown from the Realm of Gods into the Mortal Realm. 

Can Moon stay focused long enough to solve the mystery of who stole her beloved Tuzi, with the too-handsome-for-his-own-good, God of Sky distracting her at every clue's reveal? 

Why did the Sky God’s best soldier Atlas dive into the Mortal Realm after Tuzi?

Will Tuzi be able to guard her heart against this dashing soldier?

Why are so many alpha gods suddenly so interested in her business? 

And why are mosquitos the absolute worst…?

Solve the mystery of the Moon Goddess’s stolen lady, in this romantic, funny and action-packed spin on the legend of Chang'er and her white bunny. 

Bet you can't figure out who did it!

[Novel images are AI generated]

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[Excerpt from Novel] 

The Goddess remembered that day clearly. As she floated in the sky near the cold doors of death, she shivered. She had lost too much blood. The pain was overtaking her senses. She knew she was dying. 

She hugged the rabbit in her arms even tighter, not wanting to drop her loyal friend. 

How the Goddess had wished she could see her loved one, just one last time, she thought sadly.

The cold began to invade every part of her body, spreading itself like sharp frost through her bones. She had not thought that she would die feeling so lonely and scared. She choked back a sob. She wasn't sure if her eyes were becoming hazy and blurry from her tears or from her consciousness slipping away... 

"You're safe now... I will never let anything bad happen to you..."

"Thank you..." she whispered gratefully.

When the Goddess finally awakened, she was home within her palace in the Realm of Gods. She sat up slowly in her bed assessing her surroundings. 

Sunlight shone through the grand windows onto freshly cut flowers on the bedside table. She could hear the song birds serenading the world outside. The air smelled like a mix of vanilla and honey. 

Nothing was out of place here. She was wearing a light nightgown. She lifted the hem of it so she could take a look at her body. Her light skin was smooth and glowing. There were no injuries at all.

For a moment, she wondered if her time on Earth as Queen Chang’er was nothing but a dream. She took a deep breath when she felt something moving under the blanket. Curious, she lifted back the covers and gazed into the face of the little rabbit who had been her companion through it all.

The Goddess’s eyes became wet with tears as she lifted the rabbit up onto her lap. She couldn’t believe that the little bunny survived the journey to the Realm of Gods.

“Was it you who saved me…?”

The rabbit rubbed its furry face against her hands, wiggling her little cotton tail, happy that her master had finally awakened from her long slumber.

“You silly one…” The Goddess touched her finger against the rabbit’s nose, which caused it to twitch slightly. 

“For your kindness,” she said gently, “I will repay you, my little Tuzi.”

The Goddess worked her magic and changed Tuzi’s form into a human. Forever her companion and friend. The legend of Chang’er goes, that she became the Moon Goddess in the heavens, accompanied by her loyal white rabbit. Sometimes, if one stares long enough at the Moon, they can see the rabbit shift into a human.

Bunny and the Moon

Once high emotions soothed over, the deities settled themselves once more into the discussion about Houyi the criminal. Since half the deities present had never interacted with the twisted man, it was decided that those who had met him before, will allow the others to peer into their memories.

Truthfully, the Sky God was worried about the Moon Goddess's mental health. The deity was being hit with some of the most traumatic instances from her immortal life– All within the stretch of a few short hours.

It was unfair to repeatedly overwhelm her with hurtful reminders from the past.

"Moon…" he started carefully, as he turned to face her. "If you want to sit this one out, no one would blame you."

Axel agreed with this, as he mumbled, "For real. I wouldn't want to see my ex-husband's ugly mug either, if you get my drift."

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