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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 · Fantasia
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Strange Dreams (2)

Esme tilted her head from side to side, inspecting the make-up she wore; it was natural, the kohl enhancing her almond-shaped eyes and the light paint enhancing the pinkness of her lips. Esme or Nyx, in her dream, waved her hand in annoyance. 

"Enough, Lyra. My head hurts from dressing up," Nyx muttered. "Father is already waiting for me. I do not understand why I must have my hair done just to see him." 

She ran her hands through her locks, undoing the styling her servant put her hair into, letting her locks fall back down to her waist in waves. Lyra pursed her lips and grabbed the golden leaf crown, placing it upon her head. "Much better. Do not worry about jewels." Nyx tightened the dangling earrings from her ears and looked at her chest where it was usually adorned in jewels, but her father was not a patient man, and it was best to look like she was in a hurry to see him.