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The Luna's Sinful Lover

“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.] + + + 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). + + + Instagram: @a.lan.caster Discord: Lancaster#9963 [The credits of the cover belong to its respective owner. ]

Alancaster · Fantasy
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154 Chs

A Mysterious Man

The castle was quiet.

And Aesther could not sleep once again.

It had been a couple of hours since they had dinner and everyone went to their beds. Her room was as comfortable as one could be, but her mind could not be at ease being in this place.

In her former life, she had been to the town only once.

And now, even the air of tranquillity all around her could not make her forget what she saw. The darkness threatened to suffocate her with every passing second.

When Aesther closed her eyes, there was death and blood.

Restless. Impatient. Uneasy.

She could not bear to be in there any longer. Having no other option, she felt a strong urge to give up everything and just leave…

And so, Aesther left her room.

The nights of the Dragonstone mountains were strangely cold, in contrast to the hot temperatures of the day.

Aesther draped over her loyal cloak and slipped outside into the dark hallways.