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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

The Sullied Waters

Aesther froze.

He was wearing dark robes etched with crimson. Ezrahl's raven hair had grown enough to cast shadows over his eyes, making him enchantingly intimidating.

Seeing Aesther, his face changed ever so slightly but his expressions remained as cold and calm as ever.

"Are you hurt?" His voice was dark and deep, like the rumblings of clouds before a storm.

"I am… wet," Aesther's mind was too blank to think of a proper excuse.

Ezrahl looked at her almost as if they were meeting for the first time. The hardness in gaze dimmed slightly.

But before he could ask, she responded cheerfully.

"I was checking how good their security is," Aesther closed the door with a dull click and shrugged. "Seems like trash.":

He said nothing but simply followed her down the hallway.