I'll Run Away With You Novels & Stories

“You can’t run from me, Ava! You can’t hide! I’ll find you, no matter where you go, and when I do, I’ll drag you right back into my life and make it a living hell for you to be in. That’s a promise!” Those were the last words Kayden screamed at me, but I never looked back, not even for once did I turn. ******* There was a long stretch of silence as my best friend Cas stood beside me, leaning against the window frame with her arms folded tightly under her chest. Her expression was hard, unreadable. I sat on her bed, face buried in my hands, quietly sobbing. I had just told her everything that had happened, every painful detail. Running to her place had been the only thing that made sense at t

Then, as Harvey yelped and flinched in pain, Irene seized the moment and headbutted his face! Blood shot out of Harvey's nostrils. "Oof!" As he clutched his face in pain, Irene seized the opening to run away. She was in fear, but she did not spare her strength as she fled. After all, things would end horribly for her if she was caught! She must get away! As if having the wind in her sails, she ran at top speed, turning from time to time and checking if Harvey was catching up. She did not slow down even if there was no one behind her and finally reduced her pace when she reached a crowded spot.

" Bella asked her "Prince charming!! In my life!!! It is the joke of this year. Who will marry an abandoned girl like me? No one. My parents think of me as a burden and thew me out of their lives like dirty trash. I am an unwanted girl Bella. Nothing but an abandoned unwanted girl, Bella. No one will marry me" Ana said and laughed again but Bella could easily see the pain in her eyes. "Don't think like this dear. Of course, you will find someone who will not only marry you but make you the queen of his heart. You don't need to find him. He will find you" Bella said

“He is not happy.” “I ran away because I’m not happy.” “You don’t have a choice.” “Well…” My lips wore a mischievous grin immediately while I shifted from the edge of the desk behind me. “How about…” Without hesitation, I began trailing lines to tease his clothed chest. “... you help me run away? I know you’ll do a good job of helping me.”

And I couldn't let that happen. "Don't follow me," I whispered, jerking back, severing the bond. "I don't need you, and I don't want to see you again. I turned and started to walk away, trying to shut out the fact that with every step my heart was protesting, the ache already nipping at a beginning inside me. But as I walked away from him, his last words reverberated in my head, a promise I knew I wouldn't be able to get away from.

The runway was already beneath my feet. And the sky was already mine.

But how can I sleep with Seven lying on the floor. “Are you still awake?” I almost whispered. “Yes.” He said, as soft as how I asked. There was silence. “I am sorry I didn’t believe you earlier.” He then said. I sighed. “Why are you running away? Who are you running away from?” He further inquired. “My father I guess,” I paused. “A man, a complete stranger I am bound to be married.” He chucked a bit. “You’re kidding. Fixed marriages?” “Yeah, apparently they still do exist.” I sighed again.

"{Did he just call me sassy?}" She cleared her throat anticipating his answer. "Aren't you just too much for someone who fled her own wedding?" He muttered coldly, a little frustration hinting at his voice. "You are supposed to be begging for someone to save you from this dangerous road. Besides weren't you running away? Aren't you scared they could catch up with you? You can get back down now, if you want." He snapped. "Are you saying, you’re just being a good Samaritan?" Bella scoffed.

Flora sprawled on the bed, her eyes closed, feeling too lazy to get up. She wished she had nowhere to go that day, she has a fashion shoot with her two friends Daisy and Kimora. She turned immediately she hear her phone buzz and rolled her eyes immediately she saw it was from Gregor. She has been ignoring his calls and texts and doesn’t want to talk to him. She’s definitely going to talk to him but not now, she wants him to feel hurt the way he made her feel.

I don't need you to f@ck me. Hubby: You can't run away from me, dear. I'll see you tonight.