She's A Runaway Novels & Stories

She didn’t need to urinate, she needed a break away from all of them. Hana should have brought her phone. At least she would have busied herself with a game. She found the restrooms after asking direction from the bartender. Stepping out, she leaned a shoulder against the door and sighed. This wasn’t the life she wanted for herself. If after everything, Kyle still didn’t want her, she would leave. She escaped a loveless marriage with Charles Black, so she could also escape this one. With Kyle, she wasn’t even expecting love, just the care and affection he already showered.

She felt a surge of fear, knowing that she had to get away from him as quickly as possible. Without hesitation, Adelaide dropped her suitcase and took off running, her feet pounding the pavement as she sprinted down the sidewalk. She could hear Lucas behind her, his footsteps getting closer and closer. Adelaide's heart was racing, her breath coming in short gasps as she ran for her life. She didn't dare look back, fearing what she might see. Instead, she kept her eyes fixed on the road ahead, her mind focused on escape. As she ran, Adelaide felt a sense of desperation wash over her. She knew that she had to get away from Lucas, no matter what it took. She was determined to start her new life

Angela pretended to mediate, adding, "Jessica, don't worry. I'm the operations manager now. If anyone at work gives you hell, just let me know—and I'll fire them!" Oliver glanced at me dismissively. "What kind of trouble could she face? Due to something as trivial as a wedding, she ran away. Now, she's learned that making money isn't easy and wants to get back together. Even if she faces some hardships, it's still better than being unemployed." Hearing Oliver speak so lightly about it, I couldn't help but frown. The wedding I had meticulously planned for three years was given to another woman. How could he consider it trivial?

So I chose to play the role of the unwanted girl from the countryside. Back then, without hesitation, I had secretly sold the downtown apartment. With the proceeds, I paid off the debts his father had left behind, giving him peace of mind to focus on his career. The rest of the money went toward covering his business losses and providing countless chances for trial and error. And finally, he made it. I had stood by him through it all—from a rented apartment to a home of our own. I had given up my youth willingly. But now I realize that self-delusion really is an illness.

When I tried to get into the car, she tried to open the door on the passenger's side. I snapped, "Stop. Could you just get off my back?" I had raised my voice a little. Jeannie froze with shock, though I saw her shoulders shaking. Seeing her like this annoyed me even more. "I know you're after my family's funds. Don't worry, the investment is still a going concern even if we don't marry. Happy now? If you are, go away." When she did not respond, I stepped on the gas and sped off. Those inside the private lounge of the bar, both familiar and unfamiliar, were discussing my running away from the wedding.

she then began to cry Without any hesitation, Mia uses the opportunity to take her luggage and escape the traumatizing situation that had occurred, Running without taking a stop to sit or board a bus, Mia continued to walk until she got to a nearby hotel She booked a room and planned on staying there for about two days or till her plane ticket arrived *what just happened at bunny’s house, or was imagining it, no bunny tried to take my life that’s really messed up but I know she was jealous of me in the past but I didn’t know that it had gotten to the point that she would want to take my life*

I tried to reason with my father but his decision was final, I am getting married to Damian Blackwood, why me? So I started plotting, I had to run away, I just had to. I fixed a date when I was going to do it and when the day finally came, I ran. I stayed a motel at the outskirt of town and I laid low for a while until I stumbled upon an auction on my phone; an auction for women to be bought for marriage, I saw this as a great opportunity and immediately I applied. Yes, now you can’t have me anymore, or so I thought.

I have to run away! "Why?"

he said, his voice low and dangerous, "Prepare everything. We leave at once." Damon nodded, his eyes gleaming with a hint of the same anticipation that coursed through Zach. "The rumors, Alpha? The one of the runaway?" he asked, his voice a low rumble. Zach grinned, a flash of teeth in the semi-darkness of his study. "Oh, she'll be there, Damon. I feel it in my bones. My little runaway will finally be mine." He stood, his gaze piercing and dark.

She was afraid they might look through her eyes and see the weakness that dwelled in her soul. When Jane had turned seventeen she had grabbed an old suitcase, everything she could carry, and had run away to Hollywood to seek fame and fortune . . . anything to get away from her small-town world, her stepfather with the drunken breath and wandering hands . . . the black eyes and the crying while curled up in the dark corners of her closet.