Eat And Run Novels & Stories

I would have to make sure to say far away from them, seeing how I did not know what they did. Mr. Griffen stood in front of us as we stood at the starting line. With a cocky smirk on his face. He looked right at me as he spoke to the group of "newbies," as he called us. I smiled right back at him. "All right, as I said before, other students who passed in previous years will try to make you fail. Also, the five with the slowest times will be disqualified as well. So run fast and think fast. The first thing you do is you must army crawl as fast as you can and select two weapons or tools to help you with this then with the selected items you must scale the twenty-foot wall and make it to the o

I give her my passport, and she checks and asks a few questions before telling me to leave. “Hey, I got snacks for us to eat, I notice you’ve not eaten since.” Mark hands me a burger and soda as we walk to the boarding gate. I collect the burger from him and mutter a low thank you. There’s no denying that I am having second thoughts about what I’m doing. After the first bite, I drop the burger. I can feel myself unraveling and I don’t know how to stop. My phone vibrates in my pocket and I freeze.

Larris kept her close, guiding her through the maze of trees. A helicopter boomed overhead. Desmond's voice boomed through a megaphone: TERESA OLE STOP RUNNING! IT'S OVER! Her knees buckled. Larris grabbed her face gently. Don’t look back. Just run. So she did. They ran until the shouts faded, until their lungs burned, until the river came into sight. Larris stopped suddenly. We cross here. Teresa stared into the racing water. It’s too deep! I’ll carry you. Before she could protest, he lifted her in his arms and waded into the icy river.

Aurora POV "So what did my stupid brother do?" Noxon asked, passing me another glass of chocolate milkshake. Sandy's place was quite great. The place was quite a cozy diner with checkered floors, red vinyl booths, and a jukebox humming softly in the corner. It gave a 90's vibe and somehow they serve the best milkshake and apple pie. I'm practically thinking of living here. I've had three glasses already, but somehow the sugar was helping. "Found him fucking Rebecca Stone." I stirred the whipped cream into the shake. "In Mr. Wilson's classroom."

His eyes narrowed. The General Secretary's expression remained impassive, his eyes hidden behind tinted glasses. He pulled out a wrapped sandwich and a bottle of water from the bag. "Eat. You'll need your strength." The items clinked as he set them on a dusty crate. Ethan's stare lingered on the offerings before shifting back to the General Secretary. "You must be crazy to think I'll eat this poor man's food," Ethan spat, kicking the bag's contents across the dusty floor. The General Secretary's expression remained calm as he removed his tinted glasses. "Do you think you're different from those begging on the streets?" he asked his tone even.

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.

Every step was measured, and my nerves were on edge. Just as we reached the passage, I heard footsteps behind us. Panic surged through me as I realized he was coming. Without thinking, I nudged James toward the passage and whispered, “Run!” He darted out, small legs moving fast as he bolted toward the trees. I was right behind him, my breath coming in gasps as we plunged into the forest. “Emma! Don’t make this difficult. You can’t run from me.” Evan shouted while following me.

Meat and carbs are a werewolf’s best friend when planning to run any distance, whether for training or running away. “Food smells good,” Alex says as he enters the kitchen from the back door. A plateful of cookies and another with sliced garlic bread were already on the table, ready to be devoured. I bring the hot lasagna out of the oven and settle the tray between the two plates. “Yeah, come on and dig in.” I laugh at my friend's enthusiasm for food. [Laina, the Doctor and I can’t come over today, we have urgent pack business at the pack house. Stay inside!]

Edith thought the forest will hide her as she made her way home. It was dark and cold in the forest and Edith knew frost bite was setting into her feet. She found a tree molded like a shelter and decided to rest a bit. She could hear an owl in the distance and the howling of wolves. A shudder ran through her cold body and the fear shook her to the core. This was the first time being out late. Edith closed her eyes tightly and prayed. *Crack *, it was the noise of twigs breaking, Edith held her breath,she sat so still her muscles ached. The noise was getting closer.

It would be out of character for her, but then again – I didn’t know Kathrena all that well to begin with. She appeared out of the mist, her black bob strewn behind her as she ran. She hurriedly tucked it behind her ears, and I watched amusedly in the rear view mirror as she smoothed down her floral dress and denim jacket. She took a deep breath, and I quickly looked away as she opened the truck door. “Hi,” she wheezed, pushing my backpack down into the foot well. She carefully held hers on her lap, and I resisted the urge to snort.