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

It was all Aesther remembered. The drowsiness of her sleep and the nothingness of her empty dreams softly embraced her into a serene slumber.

The first time she woke up, it was in the early hours of dawn.

Aesther was feeling to weary to remain awake. The next time, her eyes opened, Inez was still there; feeding her medicines and potions but they did not speak. If Inez did say something, Aesther was not sure.

Her thoughts and her mind still felt trapped in the slumbering lands.

"Old man healer says you overexerted your magical core," Inez said one night, "Your wounds have healed perfectly, Rose. But it's taking unusually long for your body to absorb mana…"

Aesther's eyes were distant as she blankly stared at the bowl of green medicine. She was hoping to feel the shadows of her injuries and their brutal pain.

But all that remained was a light headedness.

The Blood of Gods