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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 · Fantaisie
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154 Chs

The Dark Fury

"What did you say? … You … "

Ezrahl's face was ashen.

It was as if all his sanity was being shackled away, a maddening fury threatened to overtake his mind and heart. Those two simple words… left him shaken.

They were his curse in those voids of endless nightmares that tormented him again and again, the fragments of a vivid dream that made him lose everything.

Ezrahl forgot his other absurd dreams.

But the memories of the one that suffocated him most clung to his soul like the darkest curse and the way Aesther just said what she did… plunged him again into that abyss of pain and fury.

"Aesther…"

Ezrahl reluctantly touched the side of her face, her skin burning under him. He waited in silence and anticipation, to hear anything more.

To know it was all just a cruel coincidence…

But what if it was not?

What if the dreams he saw were a lie woven by someone… what if the Aesther he knew was nowhere to find?