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THE FUGITIVE

[ COMPLETE ] 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 --- 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.

Kelly_Starrz · Fantaisie
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Making Arrangements: Part One

Esme shifted mid-run once they were back in the vampire's territory she was becoming accustomed to. The backdrop of the valley from behind her while she swiftly got changed before marching ahead with her bag, not waiting for Marcus to catch up as she passed under the billboard that overlooked the city of Chester. Esme pulled her phone out of her backpack before strapping it on her back and flipping the phone open, searching through her contacts. 

Her heart was pounding in her chest in a blazing fury, in pain, and what she imagined was some sort of adrenaline; it was almost painful how hard and fast it beat. Yet her breathing was even, her face calm except for her burning, onyx colour eyes.  Now that she'd had time to think it through during her run, she knew her patience was too thin to watch and wait. To see what Leo would do.