Runner Stories Novels & Stories

He was 17. He had grabbed Billy and they had gone on the run. They ran and finally stopped in North Carolina. He had thrown the gun into a river along the way. Texas was far enough away to where he didn’t think they would ever find him and he had been right. Unfortunately, North Carolina had been a bad place to wind up as it had caused him to lose his brother. Renee found her heart felt like it was breaking when she saw Jesse’s eyes fill with tears every time he mentioned his brother. What was happening to her? She shouldn’t feel anything for him.

Run. Run. Run.

Muttering another gritty curse under his breath, Razl quickly scrolled through his contact list until he found the next number he needed. “Burns here,” said a deep voice, after only two rings. Jeremy Burns was one of the pack’s Bloodrunners, and a serious badass with a warped sense of humor. He was also the husband of one of Razl’s closest friends, Jillian, the pack’s healer, which had put the two males on rocky footing when things had started heating up between Jillian and the Runner the year before. But as soon as Jeremy had accepted the fact that Razl and Jillian were nothing more than friends, he and the Runner had slowly become friends themselves. He knew he could trust the guy with his

He desperately needed to connect to the outside world. Jim pried the phone from the still warm fingers of the hand and tapped the screen to check for a signal. No bars were showing, but the screen was open on a text conversation. He swallowed hard. He was sure he recognised the number and it made him nauseous. The most recent message had been sent a few hours ago, while Jim had been out weeding. It read: TY Phil, once again u r a STAR!!! I’ll b there soon 2 pick up the spare keys. Don’t tell J I’m w8ing for him @ the bungalow. Don’t want him 2 do another runner!!! xxx

Cane added, but what he said slightly confused me. I shifted to face him. “What did you say? Runners… escaped from our Pack? Weren’t these rogues?” Cane’s eyes widened like he realized something, and just then, Cal steps up and gives me an awkward laugh. “Yeah, yeah, he meant rogues. This idiot is just running on fumes so he’s getting some things confused. Right, Cane?” He turns to his brother with gritted teeth. Cane quickly nods his head. “Exactly! My bad. I— I should go. I mean, we should go. Got a lot of stuff to do, still. All work, no play. Ha-ha.”

Lyrics POV It’s been a week since the twins saved that little girl’s life. I’ve gone up scouting multiple times and each time I smell wolves in the area of the cliffs. The twins are pissed because I refuse to let them go on runs and tell them I know it’s safe. We have been doing extra workouts and laps within the shield. I refuse to let my siblings suffer, the same fate that our parents did. I’m getting dressed and getting ready to go scout again in hopes that the wolves haven’t been by again when I hear Luca running up the stairs, calling my name.

“F*CK--------” I run……I run so fast without turning back. I don’t care if he`s chasing behind me. I just needed to be out of here as soon as possible. Surprisingly he wasn’t coming behind! He was just standing there with his hands resting inside his pockets. He`s gaze held promise. PROMISE OF MADNESS. THE PROMISE TO DESTROY US ALL. F*ck the dates. I’m never coming in front of him ever again! … “DAD……………. DAD……………. DAD?”

“This demon has surely picked up a thing or two from the likes of this rag-tag band of vampires.” Kathrena and I shared an amused glance. I doubted anyone had ever referred to the Soul Stealers as a rag-tag band of vampires before, and I doubted that anyone else ever would again, either. Grandma Rosie set down the teapot, and I breathed a sigh of relief. “I suppose,” she said, “the plan must go forward as previously proposed. This message, though scary, doesn’t change things. You said the Clan were prepared to help us, Ellis?” “Yeah,” I said, digging around in my jeans pocket for the scrunched-up print out of the maze map Molly had given me. “And we have these, too.” I brandished the paper t

The Triad salesman pauses, looking a bit confused “What brings you to the Tea Shop anyway?” “14K always gets the good stuff. Bit of a 26D institution.” The Triad salesman smirks, lowering his guard as he signals a henchman to open up a huge crate lined up with a few drones. Spider types, rolling balls, a dog one and of course runners. Runners were anthropomorphic, highly customizable, and preferred by megacorps due to their reliability in nearly every terrain. The human form was always adaptable. “How much are the runners?” she asks, pointing at the one covered in smooth bluish white paint. It had a round shape, hawkish face plate and the scrubbed logo of Thelma-Dionis on its neck. “You talk

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.