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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
#REINCARNATION
#R18
#MAGIC
#VILLAIN
#BETRAYAL
#REVENGE
#ENEMIESTOLOVERS

The Debt of Blood

The elder son was overcome by strong remorse.

He was too disturbed to hide that secret anymore, and so, he went and confessed everything to the husband. 

The heartbroken man took his own life later that night.

Another death stained the floors of the inn.

They had buried too many dark secrets inside, but it was the only time they haunted the old man.

A few days later, his eldest son left the house.

He had been whispering too much to himself lately, telling his father again and again that they should go and save his sister.

He insisted they need to apologise.

The old man ignored it all, too afraid to confront the biggest regret of his life. But when he saw his son walking towards the forest, he was crushed.

Yet, he did nothing.

Meanwhile, Orwyn had been watching all that happened in the inn silently. He was aware of every death, every deceit. But always pretended to not know it.