Book About Running Away Novels & Stories

It seems these are the words they needed to hear as many she-wolves that are taken by Ragers are found either dead at the end of The Run, or never to be seen again. “Now lets push this stupid door open and get the heck away from here.” The redhead chuckles out, moving towards the heavy steel door blocking our final path to freedom. With a smile, I watch as she pushes against it, the door slowly moving forward. I move forward, joining her as we use what remaining strength we have to push our way out until a blinding light greets us.

Without another thought, I turned and ran. I dragged my hands across my dress, smearing the blood away. I ran faster than I’ve ever tried to in my life. Cold air slapped against my lungs, hurting my sore ribs but I only went faster. That couldn’t be me. I was the weakest in the pack. Someone else must have hurt him. My family’s plan was worse than I ever imagined. But now it truly did not matter because I planned to run away without ever looking back. The night was empty and cold but I kept running.

Then he extended his hand in front of me, which I looked at in amazement. "Come with me." My surprise disappeared like a bubble because of what he said. And my body seemed to have a mind of its own because it automatically reached for his outstretched hand. "Let's run away," he said. And without any second thoughts, I nodded. LIKE what he had said, running away from your problems is not that bad. It is a way of escaping from this cruel reality... And escaping means freedom. And there's nothing wrong in chasing your freedom.

Then she became quiet. “There is one memory I never told anyone.” I put the pen down. “You don’t have to tell me.” “I know.” She looked at the paper. “I want to.” I waited. “When I was thirteen, I ran away from home.” “Why?” “Because Cressida told me I had embarrassed her.” I didn’t interrupt. “I’d been at a pack gathering. Some girls laughed at my dress.” Her fingers tightened around the edge of the paper. “One of them said I looked like I had swallowed another girl.”

Because it was too painful to admit that I'd been foolish, that I'd chucked everything away for someone who couldn't even be bothered to write a goodbye letter. The room erupted into chaos. "Absolutely not!" my father said. "Aurora, think about what you're saying," my mother said. "Have you lost your mind?" Maxim demanded. Dmitry and Lance exchanged worried looks but stayed silent. "I've already decided," I said firmly. "And I'm going to Aunt Sarah's." "What?" My mother stood up, glass crunching under her feet. "Sarah? When did you—" "I called her last week," I admitted. "She said I could stay with her as long as I need."

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

Tina asked, leaning closer as she began to slowly rub her hand up and down her back. "I ran." It was only two words, but in short it was the entire story. Lana didn't have a plan or any friends or family she could depend on when she left. Even if she did, she wouldn't have involved them for fear of putting them in harm's way. "One day, I just packed two suitcases. I planned to run when he wasn't home, but some part of me wanted him to know that I was leaving, so I told him to his face. Don't get me wrong, I had policemen there with me, but it took a lot of courage," Lana smiled, remembering how good it felt to walk out of Dan's house knowing he couldn't stop her.

For our future. The final entry was dated the morning of their flight to Paris. The ink was slightly smudged, as if a single drop of water had fallen on the page. April 12th: It's time. The moment he will leave our room to go find Maya, I'll be gone. Goodbye Ethan. Ethan's hands trembled incontrollably and the journal slipped off his hands. "Sh-She knew!" He whispered, "She knew about Maya." She knew he was going to leave her and spend the night with Maya. Still, she always smiled at him like nothing was wrong. She appeared as lively and cheerful as always when in truth she was suffering from betrayal and heartbreak.

*Aria's POV* "Adrian!" I called the moment I entered my little home. "Mommy!" The little rascal came running to me. Adrian, my 3 years old boy. The little life I ran away to protect. For whom I left the only person that I ever loved. The village was the kind of place the world forgot. Tucked between mountains and fog, with cobblestones street that glistened after every rain, and windows thats glowed amber at night like fireflies caught in jars. A place too small for danger.

"My dear Fernando, the investigation was not so quick. As we suspected, Miss Helen changed her surname; he's no longer Reynolds, he's now calling himself Parker. "Parker?" For what purpose? "The intention is to change his identity and run away from his parents. Although he maintains constant contact with his mother, no one knows that he has moved to Villa Esperanza, a remote town from here. Fernando poured himself a glass of alcohol and was absorbed, staring blankly at nothingness. Ever since Helen fled, something inside him changed. He was no longer the imposing, proud man he had always been He felt dejected and defeated, ready to do the impossible to make her pay for his misery.