Runaway Lover Novels & Stories

"Kieran, are you joking? The elders are all here…" "I will fulfill any other request you have, except this. I have never loved you, Seraphina." Kieran turned, his voice deep. "This charade ends now." With that, he ignored Seraphina's breakdown and the shocked murmurs of the crowd, and turned to leave. He was going to Los Angeles. Even if he had to beg on his knees, he would win Aurora back.

"There is the contract, Alpha Ethan. Now that my wife and I are now officially Alpha and Luna of this pack to keep the peace we agree to the arranged marriage. But, in turn I am wanting to take down the Alpha King Shayne and take over his pack as well." Aston he would've just landed and headed to the alpha training camp. "What about the brother Aston? If he had to find out." He chuckled a dark laugh. "Don't worry. I have her phone right here. She won't be able to contact him." With that said I watched him as he throws my phone against the wall smashing it into pieces. I am glad I memorized Alpha Dean's number. He is the only one that can help me now. But the Pack has betrayed my parents as w

here is your half money remaining half will be transferred to you after breaking this proposal”. He wore his glasses and move towards his jeep but looked at her last time and said," you look talented girl, just don't marry me and waste your life because I might make your life a hell” With that, he drove away, leaving her dreams and heart broken, but she couldn't say no to the man who helped her in her miseries. After that day, she tried to speak to rowan's father, but every time something came up, and she was unable to get the courage.

“For fuck sakes." I ran away from a doomed relationship to catch my breath, to find myself, and live my life. It makes me run to the ends of the world where no one can find me. Here I find a man with no strings attached, hot as hell, and a sex drive to match my own. I break his rule, not once, but twice. He makes love to me as I have never experienced before. Just as I think I can stop catching my breath and exhale, I fall in love with him.

Without hesitation, I hopped into his car. I need her now. I'm thankful for having her. "Sorry if I'm late for your wedding. But I'm thankful because I wouldn't gain anything if I were on time since you're apparently a runaway bride. Haha, my tardiness still worked out perfectly because I saw you running like a fool in a wedding gown. Haha. You still look beautiful even as a runaway bride," he rambled on, thoroughly amused by my actions. I responded with a grateful smile.

Rocking her back and forth, he cries his pain away. Four years wasted. They had been searching in the wrong place all along. When the girls ran away. Maeve had a few friends who worked at the airport who helped switch their tickes with passengers that were headed in the opposite direction. Due to this, the guys have been searching for them in the US, but they were actually in London. A good sixteen to seventeen hour flight away.

You escaped. And found freedom, she whispered. He tightened his arms around her. And love. Teresa leaned into him. The runaway bride was gone. In her place stood a woman who knew exactly who she was. And where she was going.

His hands slid under the silk of her dress, igniting sparks along her skin. "Watching you with them... it sets my blood on fire," he growled, his voice low and husky. He lifted her effortlessly, her legs wrapping around him as he carried her to their bed. Their lovemaking was urgent, a storm of love and vulnerability—gasps mingling with whispered promises of forever, bodies moving in a rhythm that reaffirmed their unbreakable partnership. In those stolen moments, the weight of empires faded, leaving only the two of them, entangled in sweat and ecstasy, hearts pounding as one.

"I vow to protect you with my last breath. I vow to love you in the darkness and in the light. I vow to be the man you see when you look at me. I am yours, Aria. Body, soul, and empire." Tears spilled over my cheeks. I hadn't brought a tissue. I sniffled, trying to compose myself. "My turn?" I whispered. Lucian chuckled wetly. "Your turn." I took a deep breath. "Lucian. I spent four years running from ghosts. I ran from my father. I ran from my name. But I never ran from you. I ran ‘to’ a life where I could be worthy of you."

“I’m serious… “I really want to start over with you… “Give me another chance, okay?” She held me tightly, as if afraid I might disappear. I stood there, silent for a moment. Then, I gently pried her hands away. “Claudia, it’s been seven years. “My love’s run out.” I turned around to look at her. Her face was covered in tears. I didn’t linger and turned to walk away. Behind me, Claudia’s sobs echoed through the room. But I never looked back. Just like arrows, once released, they could never return to the bow.