The Finisher Runyx Novels & Stories

The bustling hive of activity didn't last long, within an hour all rooms were sorted. Alissa approached the two Alphas and council members. Alissa bowed her head slightly in greeting, “I apologise, we haven't been officially introduced” the tall rugged Alpha with dirty blonde hair stuck his hand out, “Chris Hunter, pleasure to meet you, Alissa.” Alissa nodded and shook his hand, noticing his grasp was close to bone crushing. Alissa could tell he had been in many fights, his milk chocolate eyes held horrors he had faced. The midnight black haired Alpha stuck his hand out next, his handshake was much gentler, “Finley, Finely Lupus it's lovely to finally meet you. I've heard so much about you o

' she giggled ' hi, what's your name handsome' ' do you hear that human, she said I'm handsome, my name is Finn' she rubbed his head ' hi Finn, I'm Roho but I prefer to be called Red'. ' Why haven't you shifted to run with us Red?' ' I've never shifted Beau, you go and enjoy your run, I'll be fine ' Finn laid down ' hop on female, we're not leaving you behind ' she shook her head and climbed on our back ' hang on female' we took off running raising our snout in the air and howling, the others howled and followed, we ran for what felt like miles and hours and even hunted and fed.

I chuckled to myself, shaking my head at him, mocking his present state. “Get the fuck up!” I commanded, my tone causing a chill against his skin. He stood and ran, and in the same manner as the first time, I caught him the second time around, severing his remaining arm as punishment. The game was unending. Each time he ran, I would catch up on him, and rip apart a part of him. He ran until he couldn’t run anymore, he breathed until he couldn’t breathe anymore, he cried until he couldn’t cry anymore—he was left completely useless on the bloodied floor, left at my mercy. A living corpse.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

And there they are: Battered in bullets with blood seeping through their nose. The gun clatters to the tile. I step back, thrice, on wobbly legs. What have I done? I don’t wait. I run. The evening breeze hit my skin. Neon lights, passers-by, cars buzzing on the road. Lights, blinding and white. Honkings blare. I’m rugby tackled to the floor, jaw cracking against asphalt. “Watch where you’re going, Mate!” the man barks in a Birmingham accent. “You’re crazy, boy!”

Faster. The finish line wasn't far now, visible through a break in the trees. Alexander, Dareth, Atlas and some other students have already reached there observing the rest of the students trying to reach the finish line. Students were sprinting with absolutely everything they had left. Susan glanced back once, a smug smile plastered on her face, certain she’d won. ...Cute. Very cute. Shall I kill her for good? A few hundred meters ahead stood the final obstacle of the course: a series of narrow balance beams placed over another wide, muddy trench. Unlike the first one, these beams were completely slick from dozens of dirty, wet footprints.

She had to move with a special material that kept her heart stable, for she would also be a weak Omega if not for her wolf, Bambi the executioner. I stood my ground, staring at her hair as it fell right down. There was nothing I could do to stop her from denying such an incessant act of jealousy. I also felt that way whenever other ladies challenged me for him. “What’s happened here?” The ground shook. We exchanged glances, taking our eyes towards the sound of the grumbling noise. Ryu stood there, a roughed-up boar hanging around his neck. He wasn’t putting on clothes, and his broad chest caught my attention. He was dripping, his well-sculpted abs glistening with each movement he made under

At seventeen, Damien Delta severed all ties with his best friend. Without a single word or explanation, he cut Harrison Kane, out of his life completely. For years, Damien stayed on the circuit, masterfully calculating his schedule to make sure their paths never crossed. When dodging Harrison became too difficult, Damien quit driving altogether, stepping away from the track to build the cars instead. He thought he was safe behind the scenes. He was wrong. When the Delta empire faces complete ruin, Damien is forced to break his own golden rule. Dragged out of retirement for SLAT—the most prestigious, brutal racing tournament in the world—he has to step back into the driver's seat.  And

She passes all the other runners within the first 60 metres, and she is off, leaving them eating her dust! Blood Stone pack members all stomp their feet on the ground, creating a feeling of triumph! Kenzie crosses the winning line, leading the win with 4 seconds. Our pack goes wild! All jumping and hugging one another, guys giving high-fives, and I can feel their joy through the bond, and I have never felt more proud and happy! Austin runs to the finish line, picks Kenzie up and spins her around! Calvin and Lana join in. Lana gives her a hug while Calvin just taps her shoulder. Smart move, Calvin…

before punching him with the mechanical arm that she had just equipped, sending him through the roof and out of the office. the uppercut from Rin left a scratch on his jaw; enough to reveal a few electronic features and then the impact from the roof messed with his hairdo but since he was back on the surface, Cypher decided to take a little leap and see how the other hunters were doing. Instead of a still ongoing battle that he had predicted, what he saw was a rounded up fight and he realized that he was the last hunter standing.