Runner Stories Novels & Stories

It'll be too late until he reaches there. His heart stuttered. Was she going on a death mission? No! She couldn't fight alone against Alonso. No! No! No! Hunter was already running out of the mansion as he mind-linked Rasmus, Luca, and his warriors.

It's been three days since I ran from the pack without looking back, and despite knowing I was a second away from dying, I pretty much prefered it than having to face those assholes again. Those filthy cowards were finally daring enough to maltreat me because I was helpless and powerless, but I actually had hope that if I went in search of the blue ruby stone and found It, I would be able to get my powers in folds, and then, they won't be a match for me. Mates or not, I would burn them to the ground along with their pack members and watch them suffer in satisfaction. But with no food and water available and having to run from werewolves, rogues and vampires during half my journey, I had alre

Fear clawed its way up her spine. He sprinted towards them, his boots pounding the earth. "Run!" The Nurse yelled. Lyra's pulse thundered in her ears. Her legs pumped furiously as she sprinted alongside Nurse. But Oscar's voice halted them."Stop!" The unmistakable click of a gun's safety echoed through the air. The Nurse and Lyra slowed, turning to face Oscar. Oscar's face twisted in disgust. "You'd betray me, you old hag? After everything?" Lyra's voice trembled, she pleaded."Please, Oscar. I want to see Harrison."

And since there was a mixed population of different creeds, races and traditions - of humans, werewolves, witches and vampires in this city, not all of them could ignore her if she walked right ahead like nothing was happening. If these black hummers followed her around, she would raise an alarm and anyone if those kinds could help out. "Stop now. Or you'll regret it." His angry voice laced out as his feet matched their rhythm of escape. But Irish paid no heed. Sbe kept on walking while Liam followed hotly behind. Their fast steps turned into a brief run followed by walking again. The men behind the wheel of the black hummers gently waited for the slightest signal from their boss - Liam, to

The forest also spans around the outskirts of our pack, creating an eastern territorial boundary between our pack and a couple of wastelands just before the sea separating us from the Black River Pack. A bunch of wastelands I hear are now being occupied by rogues. Moments later, I finally get to the parking lot and drive in. I turn off my car engine and step out. It feels so damn good to be here early on my first day. Rhia and Kian already messaged me that they are here. Al is setting up his office at the base clinic. My brother is so charming behind syringes that his victims, especially the females, do not feel even the slightest pain of his needle.

Miron died on the battlefield. The Starcrest Pack won—but the victory was drenched in blood. That night, Caesar knelt before the graves until dawn, begging for forgiveness, praying Rena might come to him in a dream. But nothing came. Later, he learned from Miron's subordinates that Rena's connection to his uncle had been a financial transaction. So he went back to the graves again, sitting in the cold until morning. He didn't blame her. Not even then. If she would just come back, he'd forgive it all.

“Wild River.” Jake made a movement with his hand to beckon Rune closer to us. If we were about to talk about how Alpha Markus ravaged her pack, it was better to hear it from the one that survived it. “I heard about that,” Alpha Zane said, nodding his head towards Rune in understanding. “I thought there were no survivors.” “Four people barely made it out alive. Two adolescent pack members, my pup and I.” Rune admitted. “It was awful.”

Galvin is… well he hates me because I'm weak. "Thank you…" I replied. "We are going on a quest with nimble monsters so it would be helpful if you could be our runner." Oren said. In a party or a guild formation, runners are challengers that aggro the monsters and act as a bait to help the damage dealers to easily subdued their enemies, especially if those monsters don't stay in one place, it was a lot harder when the monsters are nimble since great concentration and speed is needed for the runner to effectively become a bait.

I scrambled toward the open door, my chest heaving, every muscle in my body screaming for release. "Cassius!" I shouted, though I knew he wasn't in there anymore. Just the beast. I sprinted into the corridor, not looking back as the sounds of visceral, tearing flesh echoed behind me. The hallway was dark, illuminated only by the faint light coming from the main entrance of the pack house. I could hear shouting, the distinct sound of gunfire, and the screams of men dying. I ran until my lungs felt like they were filled with broken glass. I reached the main floor to see Malakai and Tavian engaging a group of three monsters near the grand staircase.

I had been running for two hours. How? I had no freaking clue. I kept waiting for my body to just give up at any moment but it seemed we were still going strong. Pack warriors had started to come in for training, which meant it was 12 PM or probably past 12. I was having half a mind to just quit but then I saw Angelica and Dante, they were cheering for me on the side. The warriors had turned my running into a betting game. ‘How much longer would the runt last?’ That’s what they muttered to themselves as they placed bets.