Novel & Cerita Runningwind Warriors

“You used to say that the northern lights you spent a lifetime chasing were never meant for you, and there was no need to chase them anymore.” “Yeah.” “Look at that,” he whispered, pulling me close. “Now, the lights came all the way out here to find you on their own.”

They were warriors and dressed like one. I felt nervous energy prickling down my spine. Then I saw Justice in the same warrior clothes. I relaxed, pushing the fear away. A wild gust of wind slammed into my back then whipped around the trees like a tornado, it was roaring and whistling in my years. "Dark Witch is here," Justice said. Colors faded from my face. My heart stopped. My bones turned to ice in my body. I saw Carlos and others running toward us. "What's happening?" Carlos asked, breathing heavily.

How nice, she thought, to live so close to a place where you could shift and run any time you wanted to. Her legs ate up the ground as she ran unfettered, weaving in and out among the trees, feeling the kiss of the wind on her fur. Overhead, she heard the songs of the many varieties of night birds that made their homes in this wonderful place nature provided. She noticed the small animals inhabiting the place - raccoons, porcupines, even armadillos gave her a wide berth. She wanted to tell them she meant them no harm but fear of the wolf was in their genes. Since she'd left home three days ago, she hadn't been able to shift. She'd been too focused on getting to Calderwood, finding a place to

The summer evening was falling on the city, relieving the concrete jungle of the sweltering heat of the day, but darkness was still far away. The road that ran through the outskirts was filled with various vehicles, including public ones, with people rushing to return home at the end of the working day. The bus, following its regular route, stopped at the next stop, opening the doors for passengers. People who were at the bus stop, waiting until those wishing to leave the bus, hurried to take the empty seats.

Kit called out to Rex. "Everyone stand fast. They are coming from the east and fast. Alphas out front with me, betas stay close behind us, watch our backs." Rex’s Royal Alpha Voice filled their heads and bodies with strength, instinct taking over to allow the humans bow out to their wolves so they might win. A thunderous rumble shook the ground for several minutes until they saw what the rumble was coming from. A huge snow white wolf with scraps of black gold and red cloth hung off of him dropped a few yards away from the Packs.

She couldn't help thinking how dramatic he was being this time, even changing tactics—dragging it out and refusing to come back. But so what? She wasn't going to cave just because of that. She was the CEO of Larkspur Corporation. Money and men were two things she didn't lack. Why would she need Ryan? … Ryan's POV In the blink of an eye, fall arrived, and the weather turned cool. After finishing a meeting with a client, I walked out and happened to see Delilah waiting by my car, wearing a beige coat. The breeze ruffled her hair, but it couldn't hide the intensity in her gaze as she stared at me.

“I couldn’t care less what happens to the Lumb family anymore. As for you, Wendy? You made your bed. Now lie in it.” I walked around her and headed straight for the subway station. Behind me came Wendy’s wailing and the pointing and whispering of passersby. I heard later that Ruth ultimately did not make it. She breathed her last on her hospital bed. Wendy fled overnight with her child due to being involved in fraud and owing a large amount of loan shark debt. No one knew where she went. As for Miles, during a mudslide rescue operation in a remote mountain area, he was hit by a rolling boulder while trying to save a child. His leg was crushed.

Startled, Bella held the thick fur around Remus' wolf neck to keep her from falling. They ran fast… even Bella had to close her eyes because she felt sick. They passed through winding and uphill paths. It seemed they were crossing a slope in the mountains. Sandro's wolf ran in the front.. after that...Rene's golden wolf, in the last row, was Bella and Remus' wolf. Even though it was uphill and winding, Remus didn't seem to have any trouble at all, even though he was carrying an adult human on its back.

Lola, age 17, 5'11". A mix of the family’s strength with a dancer’s fluidity. Her ash-blonde hair - like her mother’s - falls in sunlit waves down to her mid-back. Cool-blue eyes, flecked with green, study everything with a strategist’s patience. She’s begun etching tribal spirals along her collarbone, each marking a mastered martial form. Torin, age 16 and 6'1", his teenage frame thickening with muscle. He wears his inky-black hair shaved at the back and sides, leaving a top knot swept back from a high brow. His eyes - dark green like moss-damp forest floors - hold a spark of brotherly mischief and loyalty. Broad shoulders taper to a narrow waist; even in a simple linen shirt, you see the p

The wind bellowed and blew past at high speed. It was more of a whirlwind, gathering papers and cellophanes as it went. While most people scurried in search of a place to shelter I stood with two shopping bags on both hands straining my eyes to see past the angry wind and the sand it left in its wake. My eyes glistened with tears as I thought about the shock and surprise my mother must be going through as the sound of debit alert aroused her phone