Running Novels & Stories

𝙸 𝚃𝚁𝙸𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚁𝙴𝚃𝚁𝙰𝙲𝙴 𝙼𝚈 𝚂𝚃𝙴𝙿𝚂 𝙱𝙰𝙲𝙺 𝚃𝙾 𝚆𝙷𝙴𝚁𝙴 𝙸 𝙲𝙰𝙼𝙴 𝙵𝚁𝙾𝙼. "𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙻𝙾𝚂𝚃?" 𝙸 𝚃𝚄𝚁𝙽𝙴𝙳 𝙰𝚁𝙾𝚄𝙽𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝙴𝙴 𝙰 𝚃𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝙼𝚄𝚂𝙲𝚄𝙻𝙰𝚁 𝙵𝙸�

Time to end this one way or another. ***

A loud scream jolts me back to reality so I start running towards the big mansion where the scream had come from. As I'm running I vaguely notice the others running beside me but it's the sight ahead of me that causes me to stop in my tracks. They're among about 50 men is my beautiful mate and her sister, I can also see a body lying beside them and vaguely wonder who it is, "That must be Mathew," Gregory says "We need to help them," Lanna says aghast at the sight before her,

The walls closed in with every step and just the noise of the machine had my temper spiking. I upped the speed and incline, sprinting to the sound of "Try Too Hard" by Pink pounding through my ear buds. The music usually put me in the right head space, but it wasn't working today. This was day six of running and practicing insidehiding. They- my security team, hired by my father, had no idea what a good backhand entailed. Bottom line, this wasn't working.

His expression had returned to its default setting of terrifying indifference, but his dark eyes instantly locked onto mine the moment I shifted against the leather. "My apologies," I murmured, rubbing the sleep from my eyes and checking the corner of my mouth to ensure I hadn't made a fool of myself while unconscious. "I didn't mean to pass out." "Your body is running on empty," he said smoothly, his eyes dropping to the dark road ahead. "The driver will have us back inside the main compound within forty minutes." "Understood," I nodded, the awkward silence settling over the compartment like a shroud. We rode in absolute quiet for three miles before Cassius t

A menacing growl filled the air and several men in camouflage started to hunch over before loud, spine shivering cracking started. "Go Nibs! Now!" Hope pushed me toward the tree line before running towards a group of men in camouflage struggling against some men in black. I weaved through the battlefield once more, blood trickling down my leg and dripping steadily as I made my way back to the edge of the clearing.

After all, jumping from window to window would be a lot faster than going down and up a flight of stairs. There were two games that Zen knew were good options to train his running skills. The first was a straightforward reflex runner game called Maze Runner. He had to collect speed boosts in the game to complete the maze level and avoid running into walls as he ran. The second game was a personal favourite. It was an obstacle running competition against an artificial intelligence opponent. While the game did not have many in-game elements, the controls and special animation effects were what made

Talia mumbled, “Are you serious? You’re a man, but you don’t have a driving license?” Kayson said helplessly, “I came from a small village. We don’t use cars over there. Besides, if I’m really pressed for time, I can even run faster than a car.” Talia was rendered speechless. “Oh please, stop bragging. Do you know how fast a car can go on a highway? 74.56 MPH! If you can run faster than a car, then you aren’t a human anymore.” Kayson thought for a moment and said in a serious manner, “I can’t keep it up for a long time, but if it’s just for a short amount of time, I can run even faster than that.”

She ran full out. Her heart pumped wildly, and her breath came in harsh pants as adrenaline coursed through her body. The rush gave her muscles the extra oomph needed for a speed boost. She raced as if her life depended on it, her paws landing fleetly on the rocks she'd memorized. It would take only a small misstep to enter a world of pain because the area was peppered with dangerous foxholes, not all of them natural. She ghosted through the woods on paths marked only in the map of her mind, a labyrinth for the uninitiated. She practiced her escape route with single-minded intensity because, one day, her life might depend on it.

6: Halfway to the bungalow Jim’s lungs were burning and his legs shook. He stopped and bent forward with his hands on his knees, trying to catch his breath. He was more out of shape than he realised. Coming up behind him he heard the familiar rumble on either side of the path. There seemed to be two of them now. There was twice as much noise and the ground on either side of the path shook.