Anywhere You Run Novels & Stories

Me being who I am I walked away. Fast. I’m a literal and figurative track star. Run Wendy. Run from your issues. That’s healthy right. You’re fast who cares. His loud footsteps got louder and started to overpower my thoughts. Is he running? “Hey! Hey wait up!” I heard in a very deep sultry voice. Fuck…

It was only a piece of a torn notebook page, the writing smudged from dampness, but a single word stood out. Run.

Ran like my life depended on it. The morning air burned my throat as I sprinted down the street, the sound of the Maybach creeping closer behind me. I didn’t know where I was running. I didn't know how long I could keep this up. But one thought screamed in my head, louder than the roaring engines, louder than my pounding heartbeat: “Shit shit shit, I need to find a corner and hide quick !” I thought while gasping for oxygen and clinching the money tightly underneath my arms “

ZADEN I started running at midnight. Not because I planned to. Not because it was scheduled or strategic or part of any particular routine. I just couldn’t sleep This is the thing about running hard through familiar ground in the dark, it is supposed to clear everything. That's what it has always done for me. Years of using this land as a reset, a pressure valve, a place where everything that cannot be controlled can at least be outrun for an hour. Tonight it wasn't working.

Fast. I didn't know where I was going, but I knew I had to keep moving. As I ran, I felt a glimmer of hope. Maybe, just maybe, I could make it out alive.

CARLA "Are we going to circle this area?" I was panting between running as I tried to sway my legs forward. It felt like they were going to fall down from the intense run for the past hour. I never ran this long! "Yes. If you need to improve your stamina, the best you can do is run." Irene, running beside me, answered. She was accompanying my first training, to be precise, being my instructor.

I replied to him, almost growling. “Then what are you waiting for?” Aunt Athena asks smiling, “Run!” It was as if I was on autopilot, my body moving on its own. I took the pill and ran to get my backpack I had in my locker and ran as fast as I could on the open field. And then shifted. I followed Uncle Leon’s instructions for the faster way to reach the place where Anya and DK were. I have never run so fast in my life and here I am, running as if my life depends on it.

I panted heavily and I as I ran I made to breathe with my mouth My feet felt unusually heavy and slippery, yet it didn't let that stop me from running. The ground beneath me blurred and shook as I raced for what seemed like an eternity. I knew that I had run farther and with more stamina than I would have attempted under normal circumstances. But the fear of being chased by a set of armed deadly men had given me an adrenaline boost I couldn't explain.

Each powerful stride propelled me forward, my senses alive with the symphony of nature awakening around me. As I ran, the tension of the previous night melted away. The rhythmic pounding of my paws on the forest floor echoed in harmony with the beating of my heart, creating a primal cadence that resonated deep within me. Lost in the exhilarating rhythm of my morning run, I allowed myself to be completely absorbed by the primal freedom of the wilderness. But just as I reached the peak of my stride, a sudden shift in the air caught my attention. It was subtle at first, just a faint hint of something foreign mingling with the natural scents of the woods. But then it hit me like a thunderclap, u

Screams of terror echoed everywhere. “Run! Run for your life!”