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
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The Luna's Sinful Lover

The fragments of his green mana sparked in the air.

Kazmir took in a trembling breath,

"Eleonora told me everything about the situation. Nothing would have ever happened if you remained in your damned line! Do you think I would have sent you there without being certain of the situation?"

Aesther simply looked back at him.

Her former life had been troubled enough by him, her mind could not forget the scars he made on her soul. Not even after she crushed and conquered countless of her fears.

And the Alpha clearly despised that.

If he was not angry before, now he was black with rage.

"Ezrahl," the Alpha said in a deathly cold voice, "Cover your eyes."

There was no response. Aesther could tell Ezrahl had not done anything, because the next time the Alpha said, the grip of his hand around hers was painfully hard.

"You are not allowed to see the luna get punished."

A Fair Punishment