Runaway Lover Novels & Stories

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.

With Marcus' management skill and Sara's gift of accounting, the triplets opened their restaurant with Maeve as head chef. Maeve would work long hours till late to distract herself from the mess that's like a ticking time bomb in her head. She would then spend her nights with her babies, never sleeping alone but always with her babies as she dreams of the day she reunites with her lover. Marcus had started dating a young lad he had met at the restaurant months back. Young stud Lee who is a Korean born, 21 years of age. Lost both parents during a plane crash years back. Had moved to New Zealand after getting his scholarship for engineering two years prior.

His eyes softened. And I want you in my new life. If you’ll stay. Larris throat tightened. I'm not a good man. You became good for me, she whispered. He shut his eyes, overwhelmed. When he opened them again, he whispered. I’ll stay. EPILOGUE THE RUNAWAY BRIDE WHO CHOSE HERSELF Months later, Teresa stood on a balcony overlooking Greyfall City. The wind carried the scent of rain, but this time, she wasn’t running.

The big moment had arrived. Dorian nodded. He knew that when his boss set his mind to something, no human power could overwhelm his resolve. Days later, he made an irresistible offer to the supermarket's owners. With the money obtained, they retired, quitting their jobs forever. They announced the news to employees, including Helen, who, saddened by the event, had no choice but to wait to meet her new boss. Ever since Helen ran away from her wedding, her life became simple. She worked twelve hours a day, lived on a shoestring, and never gave up hope of ever finding true love. But she never imagined that she would fall in love the day she met her new boss.

That night, the entire pack witnessed something they'd never seen before—their cold, proud Alpha leader standing before the Luna's grave, eyes bloodshot, letting out a broken, agonized howl that echoed across the full moon sky. The sound carried through the night, raw and unending. … Three years later, in a quiet corner of another pack. I'd bought a small villa with the money I'd saved, hired a dozen werewolves to handle my meals and daily needs, and settled into a comfortable, peaceful life. The night I left the Starcrest Pack, I tossed the torch behind me. The villa burst into flames, a blazing farewell. I took the money and walked away without a second thought. 'The warning you gave him w

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.

This was Noah’s right-hand man and best friend, the ever-cheerful Tyler Harris. “For a gossip intended for scandal, this is a brilliant writeup man. You could adapt this storyline and invest it in a blockbuster movie. The Hot CEO AND HIS MYSTERIOUS MALE LOVER. It would be a fucking movie of the year!. I’m a tidbit flattered that they’d think me worthy enough to be your mysterious lover though, but you know I love boobies and I’m as straight as a pole...right?. Noah’s gaze darkened even further at Tyler's nonhelpful words.

“I turned him down. I told him he thinks he loves me because he can’t have me.” “Do you really believe that?” “I don’t know. All I know is I feel like the biggest fool that ever lived and I don’t want to . . . have a relationship with a man who is a notorious womanizer and is rumored to have killed his own father.” “Yes. He does have an infamous reputation for being the devil incarnate. But, and I can’t believe I’m about to say this, maybe he’s changed.” Lacey’s nose scrunched up. “Do you really believe that?”