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

As planned, Esme stayed at the palace with Marcus and Einar. The warlock came to and from the place, his business and other work still needing to be attended to. As for the two werewolves, they were bored; neither one of them had sat idle before. It had only been two days.

With Einar at the Hub, Esme and Marcus decided to train, sparring one another, which mostly always ended with Esme winning. Though, she was called out for cheating whenever she unknowingly used her shadow powers. The she-wolf found herself using them right when Marcus was about to win; her body would suddenly disintegrate into mist and reform behind him, her knife against his neck. Most of the time, she could not recall using them or how she used them, just that she would be exhausted more so than usual after training.

"You know." Esme panted beside Marcus, the sweaty pair sprawled out on the beach, the sand sticking to their backs. "It's not really cheating."

Cheating