Run Away Novels & Stories

Taking that chance to escape, I ran away so fast, that I didn't even look at the injured soldier who was so angry and looked like he would beat me up when he got hold of me. I immediately ran inside the little space left for the female healers to sleep. Only a few unconscious ones were lying down on the mat at this moment, I looked around in case he had followed and only sat down when I didn't notice any movement. My chest kept beating so fast when I remembered that moment. It was late at night, and everything grew silent, the thought of sleeping never crossed my mind at all, and my eyes couldn't close because my heart was not relaxed. My mind keeps thinking about that Man.

Adrian was not expecting me to say that, and he glared at me. “Then, you won’t be able to leave this place!” He was actually threatening me. I could not control myself anymore and started laughing maniacally. “I’m driving off right now. Stop me if you want.” I called out to my pets. “Doggo, bring Kyat over. We’re leaving.” Doggo ran over to Kyat and picked her up before charging back. Meanwhile, I put away my easel, shut the windows, and prepared to drive away. I knew Adrian. He was all bark and no bite. He did not have the courage to actually carry out his threat.

“Don’t do that. Don’t hide from me.” His hand rose to my cheek. A gentle touch, almost reverent. That heat again-not magic, not tether-but him. “I’m trying,” I whispered. “For you.” His jaw clenched, like he wanted to say something dangerous — something that scared even him — but Damian’s voice thundered from ahead: “Move! We’re not safe out here!” Kael leaned his forehead down to mine, for one brief, stolen second. Then he grabbed my hand again, and we ran.

"We leave. Now." "Boss?" "NOW!" I sprinted for the stairs, leaving Silas laughing in the red-lit darkness. I had to get to the plane. I had to get to the mountain. The trap hadn't been in Geneva. The trap was home. --------------------------------------------

Ethan stared at the door, waiting for it to creak open, waiting for the woman he had destroyed to come and save him. The door remained shut. He had won the empire, he had punished his enemies, and he had cleared his name. But as the monitors beeped in the rhythmic silence, Ethan Morgan finally realized the one truth Maya had been right about: He hadn't just pushed Elena to the edge. He had pushed her off it—and she had learned how to fly far, far away from him.

He scratched his eyebrows and frowned, "You really have an attitude, baby. What do I need to do in order to get rid of your annoyance with me? Hmm?" "You want me to get rid of this annoyed feelings for you, huh?" She asks. He eagerly nodded. "Well, then. You just need to do one thing..." "Don't come near me. Just... stay where you are right now. Stay Away, Uno." ٥٠一٠一٠٥

Her determination to survive radiated through her, fueling her desperate escape, as she raced towards the uncertain sanctuary that awaited her. "Run Khushi. Run for your life. Run as fast as you can.", Khushi spoke.

I claim out loud. I sound insane, but I feel like one! The sun is barely rising. It must be no later than seven in the morning; my mother must be serving coffee and freshly baked bread. She’s going to kill me. I run my hands through my hair, which is messy and full of grass. I hastily take it off as I start walking home. As if by magic, my future husband comes to mind: his cold, steely gaze. Today is my wedding! I drop the delicacy and make my escape, desperate, running to my home to shower and try to go unnoticed. I run through the trees, who seem to judge me. The squirrels see me, furious. The birds sing a melody of prejudice and infidelity.

’I need to get away!’ Shaun thought, making a decision. He quickly fled, with a face full of terror. His speed was as swift as the wind when he glided back towards the ground. He could feel the ostentatious power of the spear. Alas, Shaun was too late to escape!

There's no way I'm getting inside that car. So I did what I have to do. I stepped on his foot with my leather boots and ran away as fast as I could. If there's one thing I'm good at, it's running. And I mean that both literally and figuratively. Running away from my emotions. Running away from my family, my friends. And if I could I would have run away from myself, too. Running away for my lif would be no problem at all. He won't be able to run after me with that foot. Nor can he drive either. School wasn't too far away, I'll be safe there.