Run With The Wind Novel English Novels & Stories

This feels much faster. Of course back in the academe, the horses we were riding had people holding on to them so we never got to experience what it feels like running against the wind. I slowly raise one of my hands to get the hair away from my face, it’s been slapping me since he started running. The wind feels nice though, I feel like if it wasn’t so hot, this would be such a nice experience. With my sweat drying up, I just felt sticky, Yohan’s wolf decided to run with his tongue out of his mouth too so it didn’t help that some of his slobber were flying and hitting me on the face. Gross.

The cool breeze hit me immediately, brushing through my hair . I wrapped my shawl tightly around me, took a deep breath, and broke into a run. The grass was soft beneath my feet, and my legs moved faster than I thought they could. The sky was dark but the moonlight was generous tonight, showing me the way, guiding me toward the boundary like it wanted me to succeed in leaving. The wind rushed past my face. My chest ached with each step, but I didn’t stop. I weaved through the tall bushes and open fields, careful not to make any noise. I didn’t need anyone catching me. I just had to make it to the carriage.

I sighed wondering if I am ever going to make it but I didn’t think about that. I think about what Silver told me and it fueled my motivation and I started running. I closed my eyes as I felt the wind twirling around me. I felt the wind around me as it blew my face and my hair softly. I smiled loving the peace the wind brings as I run, it looked like the wind and I were one, we didn’t have a superior , we were an equal. I sighed feeling happy, I should definitely run more. I never knew the wind gives me peace as the water does. I opened my eyes and nobody was in my front, I shrugged my shoulders and continued running. But I stopped because it felt like something was not right, I turned back

She ran like there was no tomorrow. The wind seemed to favour her as if flowed towards the direction she was running and she didn't feel any discomfort from it. She pushed herself to run faster as soon as she heard loud heavy footsteps following behind her. Tears rolled out of her eyes as she deeply prayed for the almighties for Leonidas to come and save her. Suddenly she was pushed with such a force that she flew and collided with the tree and... . . . To be continued... . Do let me know your precious thoughts on the chapter in the comments section and don't forget to leave your reviews on the book....

Lauren was beginning to hate running, solely because of the way Aidan did it. He ran like he was in a race with the wind. Lauren , even with her heightened senses and more precise speed, could barely match up to his agility. The wind blew her hair into her face and she shouted for Aidan to stop. But he either didn't hear her or didn't care: he continued to race and laugh as he did so. Lauren looked around; she recognized the tall, sparse trees. They were heading towards her cabin, within a walking distance of her pack's lair.

I shout over the roar of the sea, but he doesn’t stop. The beach is empty, and the wind howls like it wants to strip the skin from our bones. I watch him run across the sand, each step sinking, the water striking his ankles, the raindrops carving rivers over his tense muscles. And I—without thinking—run after him. The rain lashes my face, fills my mouth, tangles my hair. I don’t care. I only know I don’t want to let him go.

The Warning Run. Just one word. Four letters. Yet somehow— it made the entire room colder. Nobody spoke. Nobody moved. The storm battered the house outside. Rain slammed against the roof. Wind screamed through the trees. But inside— everyone stared at the journal. Run. God. Run from what? Fair. Run where? Reasonable. Run why? God. Too many questions. Fair. Not enough answers. Reasonable honestly. Then Thomas slowly picked up the journal again. His hands were shaking.

Anika shrugged and left the piece next to the dog. “Sorry, I can’t offer anything else,” she said, looking at the dog. - I don’t have dog food. Looking outside later, she discovered that the dog had eaten what was offered. The hot day, smoothly turning into a cool evening, ended with swirling clouds in the sky and thunder in the distance. Having prudently closed all the windows in case of a thunderstorm, Anika got ready to go to bed. Flashes of lightning flashed through the window, followed by peals of thunder. The girl drew the curtains tightly and, lying down on the bed, wrapped herself in a blanket. Heavy drops drummed on the glass, setting the frequency. The rain lulled me, but the sharp

Asher The wind tore past me as I ran, each stride fueled by the chaos clawing at my mind. Branches snapped underfoot, and the forest blurred into streaks of green and gray. I didn’t have a destination—just an overwhelming need to escape. My body ached from the transformation, my muscles still trembling with leftover energy, but the pain was nothing compared to the disgust curdling in my stomach.