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

Aesther took in a shaky breath but refused to explain herself.

Her breaths were erratic from both fear and resentment, but also with the faintest trace of elation. This time, she knew she was going to ruin his wicked schemes.

Ezrahl looked down at her silently, saying nothing.

"Did the Alpha send you?" she asked.

He could not have entrusted Ezrahl to carry out a mission involving something as critical and dangerous as goblin fire. Ahzure would have been the better choice.

She said no more words after that.

If that was the case, then Ezrahl was simply there to keep her from escaping, to bring her back, and then things were bound to worsen.

Aesther held Ezrahl's cold indifferent eyes. She feigned nonchalance but slowly, her heart was drowning with dread and unease.

The Fated Chaos