Innocent Little Runt Novels & Stories

he went on, “you also leave tea half-finished because you think of a rune you need to check. You forget to eat when you are reading. You snore, quietly. You steal my side of the furs. You make bad jokes when you are nervous. You get furious if someone calls a pup ‘useless.’ You are *Luna.* My mate. My irritating, luminous, stubborn runt. That is… not terrifying. That is home. So the answer is: yes. And no. At once.” Her vision blurred. “Runt,” she echoed, half-laughing, half-crying. “You are going to call the Moon’s Heir ‘runt?’” “Only in private,” he said. “In public, I will call you ‘Your Terrifying Majesty’ and pretend not to be wrapped around your paw.” “Liar,” she whispered. He grinned.

He slid the file towards me like I was some disposable grunt, not his only son. The mission: Take out a snitch. some small time runner from a rival crew that's been feeding the police Intel. "The one in the green bomber jacket," the file haf said. "He'll be at the warehouse near the southern tracks." That was it. No backup. No second chances. The file should've said make sure it's the right guy. I revved the engine of my bike and took off, letting the sound Drown out everything else the guilt, the ache, the silence between me and Noelle.

I promised with earnest honesty on my part. She abruptly nodded due to fear, and I was feeling enraged. How the hell Ranveer can be so atrocious? He is going after an innocent eighteen-year-old kid, who knows nothing about our world. I know he is wicked and reckless, but he should be a bit considerate as well. I am going to talk to maa about his beloved son today. I kept my palm on Diya's face till the time she calmed down. It took her a few minutes to compose herself, but finally, she was okay. I put the tool aside and sat beside her on the bed.

***** much love from me Little munchkins

Now, seven years later, she had passed away. At least she was spared the embarrassment of witnessing the groom walk out for another woman. Gaius never understood how hard it was to build something from nothing. He didn't know the money my grandmother handed me back then was actually a luxury apartment downtown, worth millions, gifted by my mother. I foolishly believed that if he knew I had fought with my wealthy family over him, he would be overcome with guilt. So I chose to play the role of the unwanted girl from the countryside.

He is not understanding what was going on. "Run"

Days still left. “And he’ll—” “Mamma!” A young and excited voice interrupted her. Hazel and Abigail, of them, looked at the source, finding it a little boy who was running to Abigail, whom he called his mother. “Ivan! You shouldn’t run around!” She scolded him, not caring about Hazel’s reaction. He reached her and pouted, holding her saree. “I was just looking for you. Dad is boring!” She chuckled, listening to him. “And he’s calling you.” He declared finally, letting go of her saree.

In this quiet darkness, we listen to the fast-pacing march of clattering legs, building aggressive power in readiness to strike as soon as we perceive the threats’ breached our space. It grows louder, sounding like a sortie fleet is coming to subjugate the intruder that’s crashed into their territory. Without warning, something comes bounding out of the veil of the fog, projecting right into us. Runa moves quickly, missing by an inch as the big black bug splatters against the tree behind us. Runa sneers furiously, reverting to position and we see them. ‘Are they Crabs?’ I ask in a puzzled voice and Runa replies as she dauntlessly lunges forward, ‘Whatever they are, I’ll annihilate them all!’

Not to mention, that no one was paying attention to us. A slow, arrogant grin spread across my face. I tilted my head toward Teo, lowering my voice just enough so it wouldn't carry past the counter. "You really think I'd just turn into a nice guy overnight?" Teo raised an eyebrow, looking instantly intrigued. "What do you mean?"

Erik smirked at them, “Anyways shouldn’t you guys get to training? I have some things to say to our runt about her performance today.” “Ugh, again with that name.” Angelica twisted her face in disgust, “I thought we were done with that?” “Nope.” “Um,” I said, “Why exactly am I being called a runt?” “It’s what we call new recruits. Because they are hardly up to the levels of their superiors.” Erik explained, that same damn smirk still playing on his face. I wanted to rip it off. “Ah, so that’s your wolf.” He said. “What?” I asked in confusion.