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

The specks of dark gleaming mana drifted into the air and vanished. Aesther considered which part would be suitable for the transplant but then she saw the ghost lady summon a new knife and make a cut over her hand.

Aesther felt hot and cold at once, "W-wait no! That's harmful!"

One wrong slip and the ghost lady would never be able to be normal again. Aesther almost forgot that none of this was real and nearly panicked.

But Rose only laughed at that, there was a kind smile on her lips.

Aesther blinked, taken aback but then replied normally, "Yeah, same. At least make use of some numbing spell. You can't just mess with your 'life' energy like that!"

"You worry so much," she replied as the blade sunk into her flesh and no blood came out, "Sometimes, we have to silence our thoughts and fears, and just do what must be done."

Scarlet Threads