Kelly_Starrz

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As a rogue werewolf on the run, Esme tries to live her life in the present, wondering if she will have a future and hiding from her past. She moves from place to place, never staying for more than four months at a time, leaving before any attachments are formed, and she is nothing but a ghost, a girl they used to know.

After surviving on her own for two years, keeping to the shadows and blending in for so long, she is suddenly thrust into the spotlight when the city she stumbled across is controlled by none other than the Vampire King, Gabriel, the ruthless. He is intrigued by the she-wolf who chooses to live among vampires and decides to keep his natural enemy close to his side. But the more Esme tries to hide her true self, the more Gabriel is drawn to her.

For someone accustomed to being alone and not leaning on anyone for help, will Esme open up to the one person who can see through her attitude for what it really is.. a painful past covered in scars?



** DISCLAIMER **
Mature Content (R18+):
Abuse,
Graphic violence,
References to suicide,
Domestic violence,
Sexual content,
Strong language.


This is part of HUNTED universe.

Cover is mine and created by @if._art
My instagram: @kelly_starrz
New discord server: https://discord.gg/MHMdRRqUYa

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Short side story after: Taste of Vengeance

"Live an eternity as the very thing you despise."

A curse he had to live by. 
A woman he wanted to kill.
A woman he became obsessed with. 

This is a short side story with dark themes.

THE FUGITIVE

<p>Gabriel moved his arms to clutch around Isana's neck. His body moved along with hers; if it wasn't for the fact that he had to hold onto her like he might fall off at such speed, he'd compare the experience to riding a horse. But Isana had landed at the bottom of the cliff and continued to sprint across the field; Gabriel could feel the buzz of excitement from the wolf and couldn't help but laugh. He felt exhilarated by the speed and straightened up, raising his arms and feeling the wind rush beneath them.</p>

<p>In all the years he'd been alive, he never expected to find himself riding a werewolf across a valley in the middle of the night and enjoying the sense of freedom he felt from it. Somehow, after many centuries, he was still capable of experiencing new things. He looked down at Isana's head, lowering his hands to her shoulder blades to steady himself and to feel the silkiness of her fur. It was all thanks to his mate.</p>

Isana's Run