Alancaster

“If there’s a second life, I vow to make your life as miserable as you made mine.” ―Aesther vows with her dying breath.

They were once each other’s sole companion, but while she sought his warmth, he was a man with a wretched soul. Ezrahl stained the pages of her life in blood, he burned her world while she helplessly watched.

When Aesther thought all hope had gone, she finds herself back in the past, before their destinies have taken a cruel turn.

Ezrahl is still as charming as ever, with his secretive smile that makes the hearts of people waver and that intense sincere gaze that is deceivingly refreshing. This time, however, Aesther knows what must be done.

She had sworn to kill him or be killed while doing so. 

But when she lives through her second life, and she sees her past events from a different perspective, Aesther finds herself near a truth that is far more unsettling than anything Ezrahl makes her feel. 

Will she be able to make things right after being given a second chance? Or will the frightening truth devour everything she treasures?

[Warning R18: Mature themes, and smut.]

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Thanks for stopping by! 

Just a heads up, this is my first time exploring the world of werewolves, but they won't be the only mythical beings in this story. The focus here will primarily be on the character growth of Aesther, and her quest for re-claiming and re-discovering herself. 

Romance is a secondary plot device, and once it does start to unravel, there will be some mature scenes as well. 

Release Rate: 10 Chapters/Week (minimum). 

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Instagram: @a.lan.caster
Discord: Lancaster#9963

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The Luna's Sinful Lover

A moment later, Aesther's voice came.

Ezrahl was silent for a long time.

His face was darkened as he now wondered if he should coldly ask her to get lost or coldly ask her to enter. After all that had been happening between them lately, he really did not want to even see her anymore.

Reluctantly, he walked to the door and opened it.

He said nothing and simply stared down at her.

Aesther wanted to say something, but her expression shifted. Her amber eyes looked up at him as if they shrouded all the secrets of the world.

Then, slowly, her lips slightly curled into a small smile.

"Oh? I wasn't expecting you naked."

Aesther chuckled and pushed the door open. She walked inside as if nothing was wrong. Her curious gaze paused over the bloody water and his stained clothes.

Ezrahl frowned a little as he followed her inside.

The Unravelling Threads