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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 Mystic Melody

Aesther took a seat in front of the golden harp.

Her soft slender fingers paused over the string as she closed her eyes. A small smile curved over her lips, feeling nostalgic. 

She thrummed a string.

Aesther had never learned to play an instrument even though she was fascinated and mystified by the sheer power music can carry, and how it can capture and convey emotions without even saying a single word.

Noah let out a soft chuckle, "Well, well, we can't ignore that now, can we?"

Ezrahl pulled him away from the balcony, not saying anything as his grip became around Noah's hand and he took him away.

'It makes no difference.'

But Noah suddenly scolded Ezrahl in a deeply hurt voice, "How can you do that?! What if Aesther falls into the fountain!"

"..."

Ezrahl raised a brow, more baffled than anything at the panicked excuse. However, Noah still continued relentlessly.