Run To Me Film นิยาย & เรื่องราว

It was a picture of my family, taken moments ago, with a single word beneath it which was heart pounding. Run.

While they waited for the ice cream, meena saw someone who looks her mom, so she shouted as she ran across the street "mother!! Mother!!" Jasper turn back to see her running into the busy road, he got scared immediately as he noticed different cars which are on high speed on the road heading towards meena, he shouted "meena!! Meena!!"... Meena without watching the road kept running towards the woman who was at the other side of the road as she kept shouting "mother!" But the lady at the other side of the road turned back and to meena surprised it wasn't her mother, it just looked like her, but it was too late to go back, she was already in the middle of the road ...

So far Ronan and Silas were the only ones I’ve seen could keep their natural eye color when they turned, and the moment those eyes locked on mine, every memory from that night came rushing back and I remember what he had told me earlier. Run. His voice echoed in my mind. If I come for you… run. I didn’t stop to think. I was already on my feet, already running. But the snow was deep, heavy, and my boots sank with every step, slowing me down. I didn’t make it far before he was on me, his weight slamming into my back and knocking the air out of me as I fell to the ground. My face hit the snow, the icy bite of it stinging my cheek as I gasped for air.

I run from everything. But I'm done running.

I pressed on desperately, my heart thumping hard against my ribs, it was getting harder to get words out my mouth as the second passed. “Because you’ve been spotted with me. Now come with me and please do as I say.” He said as he unlocked the door with a key and made his way out. I hesitated for a few seconds before flying out of the room, not knowing what to think and what to make of all what just happened as I quickly followed Chris’s footsteps. Jesus. What the hell was happening?

Antonio's gaze lingered on him as he retreated, his footsteps becoming fuzzier. A deep sigh escaped his lips as he strolled down the corridor hesitantly. His scrutinizing gaze swept around and he came to halt when he saw a figure in the last room. – the attic. His eyes narrowed, his face filled with anticipation as he drew nearer. And that was when he saw him. The young, beautiful champ. Marco. The son of his enemy Antonio's footsteps faltered, and his eyes sparked with a hint of desire as Marco's stunning body came into view.

His words faded into the intense pulse from the mark on my neck sizzling like Magnus was pulling on the leash he left on me. “I… I have to go,” I stuttered foolishly again as I grabbed the diary behind me. Shit! I almost forgot about Anya's text, everything happened so fast. I need to call her. I didn't wait to hear anything else. I bolted. “Mademoiselle… wait it's not safe out there…” But I was already gone. I snuck back into Claire's room as my heart slammed against my ribs like it wanted to break its way free. Sweat pooled down from my temple and my collar choked me.

“Two?” The server nodded. He said nothing more, just looked out the window, deep in thought. Carl suddenly spoke. “Do you know where they went?” “To the racetrack. Mia said she wanted to race.” Zach’s lips curved into a thoughtful smile. “Racing to cope with heartbreak, huh? Well, we’ve known each other for years—I should at least go check on her.” Carl didn’t respond, remaining silent. …… Elsewhere. Maybe worried Adela might sneak off halfway, Mia practically dragged cici into her car. Adela glanced once and said nothing.

To get some peace and quiet, I used the injuries I had sustained from the fall as an excuse to be hospitalized. I received plenty of calls and texts that day. Some wanted to fulfill their thirst for drama, while others called to chastise me. I could tell from the texts. "How could you do this to Jeannie, Sebastian? She cried until she fainted! Get yourself over here right now and apologize to her!" I doubted Jeannie would be upset over my running anyway from our wedding. She likely had been praying for it. She should thank me for the chance to be together with the true love of her life, Gregory.

I turned and ran for the exit, screaming for the convoy to move. But I knew. I was too late. -------------------------------------