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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.

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Taste of Vengeance (9)

Scarlett's heels clicked against the tiled floors of her villa. Others of the small clan she'd built since Kari's imprisonment were at the 'masquerade ball'. Her residence was peaceful and quiet, exactly how she liked it.

Being in a clan was tiresome and mostly bothersome. Scarlett only had the other vampires to keep up appearances. If her master was ever released, Kari would throw a hissy fit if all she'd built remained in ruins while her childe lazed around.

With a relieved sigh, Scarlett removed her heels and shrunk a few inches. Horace, one of Scarlett's guards, accepted them and followed her through the lavish halls, up the large staircase and to her overly large and glamorous bedroom.

"Are you okay, mistress?" Fox, the other guard, asked, eying her bloodstained gown.

Was she okay? Not really. "I'm fine." Scarlett waved him off, and Horace ordered him to check on the CCTV while he put Scarlett's heels into the walk-in wardrobe.