Book About Running Away Novels & Stories

“You have one week to change our minds. To be precise, only six days, since the wedding day can’t be counted.” I shut the door and returned to my bed. Is running away from home the right thing to do? Or should I tell them about Adrian? The way Gregg was losing his temper, I didn’t want Adrian to get hurt by him. “Running away seems to be the best option. If I go now, I might not be able to return again, but I’m okay with that.” I wrote a letter and then went to my dad’s room. He wasn’t there. I took the album and everything else out from the locker and put the document inside.

Alpha Zack would arrive at the pack house in a matter of hours, and with him, the chains of a fate she refused to accept. “We need to leave tonight,” Jade whispered urgently to Sophia, who stood by the door, her eyes wide with fear. “But your father-” “I won't let him hurt you,” Jade interrupted her voice firm. “We'll be careful. We'll find a way.” Sophia nodded, though her hands trembled as she clinched the edge of her apron, “where will we go?” “As far from here as we can,” Jade replied, her mind racing with possibilities. “There's a human town beyond the northern Woods. we can start their blend in and figure out our next steps.”

I roared in the rain, “Why? Why would a good mate and father violate a teenage wolf younger than his own offspring? Why did my own father abandon me?” For almost a year, I had nothing to eat and nowhere to go. During the day, I wandered the streets searching for food—sometimes finding leftovers from fancy restaurants, other times facing pups who recognized me and threw stones. Most of the time, I was starving. At night, I slept in a cold cave, waking almost every morning to the painful sound of my own stomach. Day after day, night after night, I grew tired and desperate, wishing to end my miserable life.

Rumors has it that he never unveils his face since he turned twelve years of age,now I see why. He moved cautiously toward me. One step . Then another. but before he could get any closer, my survival instinct screams at me . I pushed the door open and ran. My legs moved as fast as they could until I got away. I ignored the confused stares from workers and guest as I rushed through the hall way. I didn’t even ask permission from the manager. All I knew is that I have to run away. Far away from the man with the scar. By the time I got to my small room,a sigh of relief left me, knowing he hadn’t chased after me.

People always say it's better to stay and fight when things get too much and too hard to take but I say, running away is better. Yes. I've been doing that my whole life. I ran away from my mom after my Dad got imprisoned and ran away from my grandma because I was scared she wouldn't accept me for who I truly am and now, I'm running away from this. Dain and Travian. Dain is my painful past and Travian is a possible threat to my future. And having him means having to face Dain's relentless pursuit, hence, i'd rather give it all away.

I yelled at her. “Go ahead. She won’t believe you. It’s your word against mine.” She said, folding her arms. Stupidly, I believed her. I should have told Luna Fran. I should have told Dad. But I didn’t want him to be unhappy again. That night, I ran away. Over the years, I have run away many times. Too many to count. But that was the first time. I run to my tree; I run to my friends’ houses. I run anywhere I can. Anywhere is better than being under the same roof as her!

That night, standing beneath the dark sky, I swore. I didn't know why or when. But I would be leaving. I would be leaving this place. I would be running from the Cedar Pack, from their cruelty, from their hypocrisy. I would be breaking free from the chains that bound me here. One day a thought comes to me out of nowhere, I’d go on and leave for good. This place is no longer safe for my lerson so running away feels like the best decision. Away from the Cedar Pack’s harsh rules, their fake smiles mean nothing now. This idea takes root in me, the weight of staying finally cracks under its own pressure.

you seem like a rich girl and you know the basic skills of survival, so why did you run away from home to be in the fields and just look at the sky and be at peace? What’s your story?” He asked me as he washed the apple and sat back down. He looked so organized and calm, I was just surprised at how weird it is to have found someone here you can really relate to.“ Well, I won’t say I am not a rich girl, I was born on the night of the full moon and it counted for something remarkable but anyway, that’s all, I am being pressured a lot and I need to make my mother and my father proud but being a girl and not being good enough is a very bad thing, so I decided to run away, I had forgotten abou

John deliberately told his assistant to act clueless, and Stacy put on a show for a long time. In the end, she really lost the baby. When she woke and touched her flat belly, she went mad. She screamed everywhere looking for John, yet she could not find him. He had gone to a remote village in England, where he was squatting on my doorstep. I had not expected John to find me so quickly. After leaving the hospital that day, I came to a small town where I had worked before.

Chapter 7 – Grace Trees fly past me every step I take, my breathing even as I take in the scents and sounds of the forest around me. I need to cover as much ground as I can before the men are given a chance to chase after us, to claim us. If I can just find a river or stream, I can swim until I find a hiding spot and wait out the first few hours when many will be busy fucking. The forest is quiet, only the sounds of nigh time creature can be heard. No vampires or faeries either. Then the loud sound of a gun shot rings clear, even if the sound is muffled by the distance. I stop running, realizing that the ten minute head start is up and soon the males will be on us, hunting down their prey. W