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

Aesther was startled as she softly sank deeper into an underwater abyss. She could feel the pressure of the cold water grazing against her skin as she held her breath. The waters were not ordinary.

Their waves grazed and burned against her skin. There were no signs of Ezrahl, and her heart was frantically beating more and more. She could not be sure if they have arrived inside the trial or if this was a boundary between realms.

But Aesther slowly stopped fighting the currents, and let the icy cold waters claim her while he focused on making her heartbeats steady.

Slowly, she embraced the depths and finally found a balance in the waters.

Aesther was no longer afraid of falling or being lost. Instead, she felt a strange serenity settling over her; as if an invisible hand had reached out to protect her from the elements, cradling and caressing her with its embrace.

Midnight Rain