Runner Stories Mga Nobela at Kwento

22-23 September, 2050 Sometimes she felt she had been running all her life. It hadn't always been like that, but the persistence of a refugee life felt never-ending sometimes. Today's run felt good, however. In her pocket, she held fifty dollars that she had promised Caleb she'd take back one day as they were hers. After a long run away from the theater, she had at last found a bus stop but decided on a little culinary detour. While that digression - a little Polish joint hidden among the shabby buildings in view of the inundated beach - was much needed, it had delayed her.

I feel my existence means nothing in my Pack. My brother trying to remain optimistic that things will change back to normal. The pack treats us lower than the omegas of the pack since our parents died in the war. Oh how I miss them. The day will come I will run. I will run as fast as my legs can take me. I am just waiting to turn sixteen. Then I will receive my wolf. My brother is supposedly be Alpha but the Beta took over the Pack stating my brother being Eighteen and just received his wolf is too young to run it.

THE LUNA SERIES BOOK ONE: THE RUNAWAY LUNA PROLOGUE Maddison felt the icy raindrops hit the smooth layers of her skin through the flimsy white sundress but none of it mattered. She needed to get away as far as possible from this wretched little town. The rain soaking her to the bone didn’t bother her at all and neither did the starless night. Her feet picked pace against the roadside of the desolate street. She glanced behind her, the approaching car with lights at full tilt as more pain shot through her body as she closed one hand over her bleeding wound on the right side of her stomach. God forbid if the knife had penetrated deep enough. This was absolutely not the time to think; it was t

Some of them whispered behind their hands; no doubt I could hear them. “She doesn’t even look upset.” “Six years and she doesn't care.” “Alpha Richard did everything for her, and this is how she repays him?” If only they knew what it was like to be cast out, to rebuild a life from nothing. Thunder rumbled overhead, matching my mood. Perfect funeral weather, I thought bitterly, watching pack members huddle closer under their umbrellas. I remained where I was, letting the first drops of rain hit my face. It felt fitting, nature mourning what I couldn't.

Hard. "Fuck! Run!" "Go! Go! Go!" Their footsteps pounded against the floor as they ran. I saw them flee for their lives-- I counted just five. Where was the last-- "P-Please..." He whispered in a trembling voice. Cold air fanned by bare ass, reminding me of my situation. The one who almost had his dick inside me, now begged for his life in a pool of his blood. I didn't know when I took the bold move of turning around but now I beheld the scene before me. Hector cupped his cock where blood oozed out of. His eyes darted around seeking help.

I would have to make sure to say far away from them, seeing how I did not know what they did. Mr. Griffen stood in front of us as we stood at the starting line. With a cocky smirk on his face. He looked right at me as he spoke to the group of "newbies," as he called us. I smiled right back at him. "All right, as I said before, other students who passed in previous years will try to make you fail. Also, the five with the slowest times will be disqualified as well. So run fast and think fast. The first thing you do is you must army crawl as fast as you can and select two weapons or tools to help you with this then with the selected items you must scale the twenty-foot wall and make it to the o