Runaways Novels & Stories

“Stay here until I tell you to run. And then you run. Fast. Do you understand? He feels her nod. Slowly, he steps out of the elevator. And the Hybrid steps closer too. The growl in his chest became louder. The Hybrid started to walk. Slowly– taunting him. Remus walked too, determined to put enough distance from him and Eden. Then the Hybrid ran. Remus stopped and shouted his command, “Run!” Eden took off to the other wing of the building. She knew something was wrong. Remus felt different. The hooded figure terrified her to the bones and so did Remus. So when he shouted for her to run, she did. But he didn’t tell her not to look back– which she also did.

In the gloomy and desolate back alley, I just kept on running and running, not even minding how tired I was. Both men are running at lightning speed behind me, and I don't even know where they are getting their energy to do just that. Are they really humans, or, like me, are they part of some pack? "Snow, run a bit faster. We need to lose them," Eris reminded me.

Alpha Dylan’s wolves were bursting at the seams with newly grown muscle, gnashing teeth too big for their mouths, mutated by the cocktail of drugs they’d been making and taking. ‘Jane, you have to run!’ yelled Carl, his mindlink so loud it sent flares of black across my vision. I grabbed Ava and Owen’s little clammy hands and ran. I fought through the surging crowd of hot, bloody bodies. I realised a wolf was running with us – Kim. He was sprinting, biting and clawing with Amy and Carl, forcing his way through the battle to lead us out of it. My knees buckled. My head soared. Bile rose in my throat. I was falling, falling, falling….

My money is on you. Listen, I know you ran because Danny threatened you in some way. I had my first meeting with him the other day and I could tell he had said or done something to you. He knew you were on the run, which worries me a little. If he hurt you, you have to tell me. I will make him pay. If it’s me you’re worried about, don’t be. I can handle him. Please, don’t feel like you need to stay away to protect me. I’ll be okay. I want you back. I want you to come home. This is your home. We can get through this together.

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

Suddenly, the adjacent room's storage area erupted in a deafening explosion. Flames burst forth, consuming that space, making everyone to lay on the ground. The fire starts to spread, and Ethan and Oscar sprint away from the storage room, abandoning their captives. "Get out! Now!" Ethan yelled at Oscar. Oscar's face drained of colour. "The whole storage room will burn!" he yelled at Ethan. As they fled, Lyra's pleas echoed through the chaos. "Please leave...! Save yourself." The Head Maid stood firm, her hands frantically searching for a way to unchain Lyra.

Cara stumbles backwards away from me, as if stung by a horde of vicious bees, her lips trembling slightly as more tears wet down her face. That first night she kissed me, that first time, I fucking felt alive. Resurrected. Like something dead in me sprung back to life. Now, I can't help but feel that I have just ruined that happy memory. I keep ruining everything. Coward. You are a fucking coward Dane. Our pack is at least a twenty-minute run from White Moon, our neighboring pack. I know I will regret the next decision I am about to make for the rest of my miserable, fucking life.

Dad and Kit had taken on pack duties since Runa left, Dad even ordered warriors to follow her and give her a ride to the nearest train station. Again, it was unwanted on my part. “Dad and Kit are on their way back, the warriors…” “I don’t want to hear it, Mum.” I growl out, drinking straight from the bottle this time. Pouring into a glass only wasted time. “The warriors couldn’t catch up with Runa, it’s as if she just vanished.” “I’d expect nothing else from a traitor.” I grunt out, this was not totally unsurprising. I don’t think I

He makes me work like a slave in his house. I know I have to run away from the lights. It sounds like a party or a feast is going on. I do not want to run into a cult that is busy celebrating something. I changed direction and started running towards an old building I saw standing alone. I have to survive tonight. I have stolen the last money from my father's house. I will take a train to another city far away and find a job, but I hope my father never finds me. I don't look where I'm going. And the next moment, I trip. I try to get up and run again, but a giant wolf is standing before me. If there's one thing I know, it is not to turn your back on a wild animal.

The look the creature gave her made Vanilla wish she had not hoped to escape Darkness. It let out a loud roar, Vanilla regained her bearing, scrambled to her feet, the map now forgotten as she struggled to survive another goose chase. Vanilla ran will all her strength, as long as she got to save Conor, she would he happy. The loud thump of the creatures feet sounded like motivation in her ear, making her eager to run faster. The creature roared and ran faster too. Vanilla was greatful it ran slower than werewolves.