Run It One Piece Novels & Stories

Running as if it was nothing, every leaf I stepped into flied creating a small artificial fall. The moon was hiding behind thick clouds as stars are nowhere to be seen. Why am I even running? That is also a thing I am not sure of. A runaway bride or Luna is something I am more familiar with. That thing happened countless of times already. In my tribe, some even says it as joke. A thrill of chasing to make every mate’s bond stronger. How funny, this may be the first ever occurrence of an Alpha, running away in his own wedding.

He smiled and took away the parcel from her hands, hopefully she would believe in his lie. "If it's for me, then let me see it." She snatched it back from his hands and excitedly began to unwrap the packet. Raiden mentally face palmed and hit himself for his terrible excuse. He should have known better, being aware that Jessica's patience was smaller than a pea.

Another one of the smaller wolves lunged for me, attempting to behead me instantly with its claws, but I am faster, much more agile. I dodge in a millisecond, his claws just barely missing me, and I felt the whip of the air against my skin as I whooshed away from the enemy. One mistake and it’s all over. I can’t let that happen. Not now, not ever. Alpha Titus appears from almost nothing but thin air and effortlessly breaks its arms. It screams out in pain and growls in anger, but before it could retaliate, he breaks its neck without breaking a sweat himself and then tosses him aside right after.

Victory is within reach and soon I will be taking my father’s precious Beta position away from him and there is nothing he can do about it. [Grace we are so close!] Amelia calls out through our link, yapping happily. I can see the veil of magic shimmering, the Moon Goddess letting this be her way of showing us out of the cage they call The Run. I howl excitedly, my companions doing the same as we announce our victory in completing the Run without being claimed or claiming another.

Like, maybe there was a way to permanently suppress or get rid of this curse. I swore at myself as I came to the realization that maybe, just this one time, running had not been my best move. Just because I went to a pack didn’t mean I’d have to stay there. I could always run from there. But now I wondered if Trevor would even still take me, or if I had just blown it. I wondered if my ego would even let me go beg for forgiveness. 'But now you need to run.' The voice sounded urgent. I shook my wrist, the silver bracelet bouncing harshly against my skin. It twinged a bit, but it usually did the trick to shut the voice up.

I want to know if it was the same thing from a time before. “It’s called Piece.” “It’s a piece.” I knew it. That figure that looks like a puzzle piece is Piece. I know it doesn’t make any sense at all calling that piece a Piece. It’s weird, but that girl I knew before is weird enough to call her dog Doug.

Thank you to everyone who supported me, y'all are part of this success. FURTHER ANNOUNCEMENT: One In A Million will have its spin-off, Run. This one will show how the world works outside the facility during the time they were battling with the parasites and zombies. Lawrence and Georgia will be the lead characters here. I will write it soon, so, stay tuned! Live long, Mickeys!

“Hah…” I mumbled in annoyance. Wait, maybe there is an update? Going to the app store, something I never once imagine fall in front of my eyes. Yes. the game doesn't shows. “What the…” IKINOBIRU No matter how many times I type its name... There is no use. It seems like it shut down its system. A brief of silence filled the surrounding. Honestly, that fact haven't yet sinken on my mins yet. Just… how did…

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

I see the strange man exit the buying and before my common sense can take effect, my legs take after him. I sprint after him, thighs knocking together, dress flying in all directions and a sandal snaps as I take off after the man I just know is guilty. He dips between two buildings and I pursue him, but the man is so far ahead. Deceptively fast. He turns to see me before stopping and I quickly push on to take advantage of his halting. "Hey! What do you have in your hands? Is that my wallet?" He jumps for a second, startled, then tips his chin to me.