Runaway With A Baby Novels & Stories

I studied this place, I know my way out. I don’t really have a choice, in leaving this place. I overheard Barry’s mother say I was too high maintenance. That they would have to get rid me of as soon as the child was born. I refuse, I refuse to leave this earth while those monsters have my child. I would have preferred death, but I want to live for the child in my stomach. I came out on a clearing that led to a major road. I quickly signaled for a car. Some drove by, ignoring me and my state but a jeep pulled to a stop.

” He started walking slowly towards the cabin and then I slipped, giving him the chance to run away and shout. “Greg! Kill the baby and run! We've been made!”

I was like a slave here, I only felt relieved when Callum was not in the house. I was able to sneak out without getting caught by Callum. When I got out of the gate , I sighed in relief. This was the best feeling ever. Walking out of that gate just felt like I walked out to freedom. I immediately stopped a taxi , so that nothing silly will happen and I'll go back inside after suffering to get out. I described where I was heading to and got into the taxi immediately. "Ohh I feel relieved at this. I can't wait to meet my babies." I soliloquize.

he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once." Damon nodded, his eyes gleaming with a hint of the same anticipation that coursed through Zach. "The rumors, Alpha? The one of the runaway?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Zach grinned, a flash of teeth in the semi-darkness of his study. "Oh, she'll be there, Damon. I feel it in my bones. My little runaway will finally be mine." He stood, his gaze piercing and dark.

UNBEARABLE ATTRACTION (IGNAS POV) I watched the man whose eyes pierced my eyes, it was like he could see through my soul even when he was far away, which made me want to give myself to him. At that instant I knew something was wrong when my heart felt like it was burning and I could feel never before excitement in my body, i knew I had to escape from there at times because I couldn't control my body with his gaze on me. Then a chance to escape came when a soldier from the Full Moon pack attacked him from the back seeing he was in a daze. Taking that chance to escape, I ran away so fast, that I didn't even look at the injured soldier who was so angry and looked like he would beat me up when h

***KAYLA*** I ran as fast as my leg could take me, clutching my belly, just like the first time I was hunted by members of the Ravenclaw pack, only, this time, I was heavily pregnant and could feel my baby with every step I took while I ran. I was getting tired, Caleb was nowhere, everywhere was in smoke and even Carla had been separated from me when it all went into shambles. I stopped for a while to catch my breath and I could hear the steps of the one who had been chasing after me get closer and closer, I knew I had to continue running, save myself and my baby, I had to run, I was thirsty but I had no choice, I started running again, only this time, I wasn’t as fast, my energy was burning

His hands gripped the wooden sill so hard splinters dug into his skin, but he didn’t even flinch. “They won’t stop,” he said again, the same words he’d spoken minutes earlier. His voice was lower now, dangerous, as though saying them carved them into reality. “Not until they get what they want. Until they own us.” My fingers clutched my belly. The baby kicked, as though reminding me it was listening too. That every word mattered. “What if we run?” I whispered, though even as I said it, I knew how foolish it sounded. “What if we just disappear? Leave this city, leave this country"

John’s voice was quiet. “What?! Mr. White, the doctor says the baby won’t survive if this continues!” John’s gaze was icy. “Let her take the baby to hell with her.”

I roared in the rain, “Why? Why would a good mate and father violate a teenage wolf younger than his own offspring? Why did my own father abandon me?” For almost a year, I had nothing to eat and nowhere to go. During the day, I wandered the streets searching for food—sometimes finding leftovers from fancy restaurants, other times facing pups who recognized me and threw stones. Most of the time, I was starving. At night, I slept in a cold cave, waking almost every morning to the painful sound of my own stomach. Day after day, night after night, I grew tired and desperate, wishing to end my miserable life.

The SUV's engine let out a loud, rumbling noise, like a wild animal, as we sped back towards the hills. We'd stopped running, and now we were the ones bringing the storm to their doorstep. As we left the industrial area behind and started down the winding roads that led to the St. Clair estate, I felt a sudden jolt - the baby kicked, a sharp and intense movement that was like a wake-up call. It was a reminder that I wasn't just fighting for the child I already had, but also for the little one I was carrying inside me.