Kite Runner Novels & Stories

Then, there is a shift in the air. The moon begins to ascend into the sky, climbing higher and higher signalling the time is near. Co-ordinators of The Run – mated wolves whose job is to keep us safe – climb onto the cages keeping the problem females captive. They are waiting for the gun shot to release us. Thankfully, the wind is blowing softly from behind us. I could not get any luckier with nature on my side. With my scent blowing away from the males and deep into the forest, I will be able to get away quickly and find a hiding spot that hopefully has gear or food for me to take. With a grin, I slowly climb to my feet and lazily stretch, preparing my body to run because my life depends on

Irish began to run, each strike of her foot against the earth, reminding her that she had to escape or face her cruel moment of death at the hands of her mate. After a while of wildly running in no particular direction of the thick forest. Irish rested her back against a tree, her breaths coming out in heavy gasps, her body, moving in synchronous movements, with her barely supporting her body by holding her knees. Her stomach rumbled and she could feel the baby kicking in her womb. Instinctively, Irish lowered her hands to her stomach, caressing it. "Hang in there little one. Just a little bit more. I'm gonna raise you all alone. We'll make him understand you grew up without his help."

“It was awful.” “I’m sorry for your loss.” Alpha Zane said solemnly. Having found his mate had already made him a new man, or he had been this man all along, hidden under the layers of bruteness. “A couple of my men were nearby and were unfortunately too late to give any assistance. I heard they didn’t even give the fallen the rites of passage.” “As we escaped, I only glanced back once.” Rune voice quivered for a faint second. “To my parents.” She bit her lip to push back the tears that threatened to fall from her eyes.

Powerful front and thinner hind legs, long thick coat. Having received freedom, the dog spun on the spot and moved away from his liberator. “Well, now you’re free,” Anika said, watching the dog move away, “and it’s time for me to go home.” Pleased with her action, she waved goodbye to the departing dog and returned to the path, hurrying home. My soul felt somehow light and joyful from the good deed done. Today's attempt to shorten the path was not in vain, bringing salvation to a living creature. And everything would have ended with pleasant memories and sensations, if a few minutes later she had not noticed that the rescued dog was following her.

The specific, dismissive quality of someone acknowledging an obstacle rather than a person. I had been running on empty since eleven this morning The Mason confrontation. The corridor. The admission about the declined test and the weight of what that admission contained. Victor Ashworth in the car park and the dinner I had already agreed to and the box on the desk I hadn't opened and the book with eleven words in it and the kiss in the study that had lasted exactly long enough to matter before this room had happened. I looked at Zara Collins standing in Alex's bedroom in the arrangement of someone who had decided she had a claim to it.

I looked down and was relieved to see that I was in the same clothes that we went to the field in with no injuries. I was confused. If I didn't know any better, I could swear that I was in a pack house. I took a deep breath and smelled the mingling of many wolves and humans from the rest of the house. How would Jake find himself in charge of a pack house, not to mention a whole pack? I quietly got up and peeked out of the large window. I saw that I was on the third floor and my window looked out onto what could only be the pack training grounds. I watched as huge groups of pack warriors trained along side of human hunters. What the hell?

he's saying that thing as if it's the most obvious thing to do. I let my breath out, then breath in again. "I'm Dulcenea Mara Grange. Citizen of Krueger tribe- "Wait! Did you just say Kruger tribe?" he cut me out. I don't really know where that words came from. A voice lead me out and say those words. "Y-yes, Kruger tribe. Why, is there something wrong with that?" Confusion eat me up. What's with that Kruger tribe. He seems surprised. Shock at the same time.

He gave me a nod in reply and that's all it took for us to dash into the forest and run straight to where the next attack was happening. ____ “Cassian! Fuck! Are you alright?” Ryder’s panicked voice reached me right after the knife grazed me. I let out a groan and huffed. “I'm fine. It's just a scratch. Keep your eye out when fighting. I think the trained ones are here,” “Got it!” Ryder gave me a nod before running straight towards where the hunters are. I braced myself and dashed through the trees, expertly dodging the knives being thrown my way from somewhere up in the trees.

I thought, “so how can a curse by the creatures is superior? Perhaps... this curse really is a blessing!” The Moonless Pack is live up in its name! The sky fill nothing but either cloud of white or dark. Not even the rising sun can see here. So I exect it really devoid of celestial sight. But just as we reach the bustling place, the thundered strike the sky, filled the cloud with blue light. It rung my ears to a numb, and felt my heart shook as if feeling the calling within that thunderous strike! Then a pressure poured through me, getting stronger and stronger that I can barely look up without the beating of my heart to intensify.

The headmaid's footsteps echoed through the hallway as she approached Harrison. Her voice trembled. "Your son...Kai." Harrison's eyes locked onto hers, anticipation building. "M-mine?" The Head Maid's hands clasped together. "I saved him, sir. Lyra's baby. I couldn't...save her, and it feels like she's mad at me." Tears welled up in Harrison's eyes, streaming down his face. Joy and relief washed over him. "Thank you," he whispered, voice cracking. "That's...awesome." The pitch in his voice increased. "Can I please see my Kai?"