Run Away Novels & Stories

Amber wasn't the type to stay up late like Ariana, so Ariana chose to postpone the conversation. "So, what do we do now?" Amber looked panicked. "Does Uncle Bradley know?" Ariana raised an eyebrow. "About Karenina's disappearance?" Ariana shrugged. "She didn't disappear. She just ran away." Ariana corrected herself. "Meaning?" "Please expand your vocabulary, Miss Amber Quinn," Ariana chided. "Disappeared means gone, vanished. While ran away means intentionally left." "Okay, okay, I get it," Amber said impatiently. "So, does Uncle Bradley know?"

"You will pay dearly." "I...I..." I stammered, unable to form coherent words in the face of his fury. "So running away, are you?" Enid's tone was dripping with disdain as he looked me up and down with disgust. "I...I had to leave," I managed to choke out, my voice barely above a whisper. "Had to leave, did you?" Enid sneered, his lips curling up into a cruel smile. "And where do you plan on going, hm? Do you really think you can escape from me?"

But we were already gone. I forced myself to keep calm, my eyes locked on the road as I weaved through the narrow, winding streets leading back toward the city. Every fiber of my being screamed for me to go faster, to put as much distance as possible between Evan and us. But I knew I had to stay focused, to get us home safely. As I drove, James looked up at me with a mixture of confusion and concern. “Mummy… why did we run away leaving Daddy? Why are we going away from him?” he asked, his small voice breaking through the silence.

"Ask me again when the sun comes up." He nodded, understanding in his expression. "It's a lot." "It's everything." My voice came out smaller than I intended. "We're literally running away." "We're regrouping," he corrected gently. "There's a difference." "Is there?" "Yeah." He closed the distance between us, his hand coming up to cup my face with a gentleness that contradicted all those bruises and split knuckles. "Running away is giving up. This is strategy. We let them think they've won, let them get comfortable, and then we strike back when they're not expecting it."

Gasps rippled across the cathedral. Before anyone could move, utter a question, or stop her, Teresa lifted her dress, turned around, and ran. Not just out of the aisle. Not just out of the church. Out of her old life. And into one she had no idea waited. THE CITY THAT HIDES ITS SECRETS Greyfall was not kind to runaways Rain lashed down in sheets as Teresa ran across the courtyard, the lace of her gown trailing through puddles. Her veil ripped away, flapping behind her like a ghost trying to flee from her head.

"Yeah." And there are times when I want to hide. I want to run away to a place where no one knows me, and I don't have to shoulder the weight of being a part of something bigger than myself. "I get the urge," Sera said as she moved around on the unpleasant trash. "But I stay. Not because it's easy or because people are suddenly lovely. I stay because if I run away, they win. "Means they were able to kick me out of my own life." That's not the same. You're an adult now. "You can do it." Can I? Because there are days when I can't.

Running away. Not catching on to her surprise, he kept going, “Mummy says it's bad to run away from problems. They always come back worse. Like when I hid my toys in the washer because I didn’t want mummy to know I broke them and it made it stop working for many days.”

Several times, I have ran hysterically through the valley of darkness with hands above my head. I have ran with no sense of direction just survival instincts flooding my mind. Most experts would call me crazy for running with zero destination in mind but sometimes in life, people just run to relieve themselves from stress; to gain freedom from a bondage they can only escape from by running. Also, against most reasonable accounts, people run to be far away from the world and be lost in their own silence.

She moved out of state but had moved back in hopes we could pick up where we had left off at. I had to inform her that I was married and had children with my wife and that I had moved on from her breaking my heart. I wished her well in her life and that one day she'll finally decide what she wants out of her life. I had walked away with a smile on my face knowing that Julie had done me a favor by running away. This allowed me to find Blake and have our beautiful children together.

she whispered. Right now, she could not think of anything but to run away. For her bravery is the sweet spot on a spectrum from cowardice to foolhardy. There are times when running away is that sweet spot when it is the brave choice. It is all a matter of circumstance. She trusted her instinct that running away at this moment is the best choice. She slowly withdrew herself from the bed. She tried her best to see the owner of this body who's sleeping in peace.