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

Two days went by simultaneously in a blur and far too slowly. Esme felt she had been there another week from the training and its effect on her body. Einar was an excellent teacher; even if his methods were harsh, she, of course, could take it. But when she stumbled up to ONYX once more, looking sleep deprived and possibly worse than when she left it a few days prior, Gabriel was in front of her in a flash, crushing her to him.

His hands softly caressed her face, and his endless crystal blue eyes wandered over her features in concern while she stared at him like it had been years since the last they saw each other. And when he pressed his lips against hers, it was the softest they'd ever kissed before. It was as though he was scared of hurting her. "I'm so sorry, amica mea. So sorry. I will explain-"

"Shh." Esme caressed his sharp jawline. "You do not need to."

Worth the wait