The Finisher Runyx Novels & Stories

“Well, I figure if we get to know each other better, then we can talk about the deeper stuff later. Your description is a lot like Renee except she has reddish-blonde hair. I used to love running my fingers through her hair. It was always so soft and smelled like flowers. I can still close my eyes and see her beautiful smile which always lit up my world. I fell in love with her so quickly. I just knew she was the one for me. I’m sorry. I’ve gotten back into the deep stuff again.” “It’s quite alright. I told you I would lend an ear to listen. When I first met Alexander, it only took a glance across the room to know I wanted him. His beautiful green eyes had a twinkle in them. He didn’t notice

needed it. The relentless energy that had been shredding my insides since that first kiss finally went quiet the moment our skin made contact. It was like being a dying man finally finding a lung-full of oxygen. I was a pure-blood Alpha who didn't bow to the moon, yet here I was, playing the role of a human heater for a girl who had prayed for my indigestion. When her eyes finally fluttered open, I felt the change instantly. Her scent sharpened. The vanilla and ozone were immediately replaced by the sour tang of realization.

I tried to keep up as I increased my pace, then I noticed that Ryan was destroying the obstacles in his way as he ran, and he was really fast. I decided to avoid the obstacle instead, calculating my move ahead of time, I was able to avoid the obstacles without slowing down. Ryan and I were a few feet away from the finish line, and I knew I could not let him win. Having both Alpha blood and silver wolf blood made me immediately surpass him and within seconds I crossed the finish line, what followed next were loud cheers. Cara immediately ran towards me and hugged me “You did it” she said excitedly. Children gathered around us cheering.

He ran as fast as he could until he reached the west wing of the forest and saw the hunters. He roared; anger was visible in every howl he made, which made the hunter stopped from what they were doing to someone. "The alpha king is here!" The other hunter says, shouting. Drake shifted back as he felt his body weaken due to the tingling sound of the silver weapon by the hunters. He darted his eyes at the woman wearing a white night dress. His forehead knitted as he saw Emily bathed with her blood. She had bruises and was weak. 'D-Drake. . .'

I hit the stone floor hard enough to rattle my teeth. Pain shot through my ribs, my burned thigh screaming, but the shock only lasted a heartbeat. Then I saw him. Devon Warner stood on the podium in Simon’s place, black suit hugging every lethal inch of him, that faint white scar on his throat glowing under the torchlight like a taunt. My lips curved before I could stop them. A smirk. “I knew you wouldn’t just die like that,” I said, voice rough but steady.

Victory is within reach and soon I will be taking my father’s precious Beta position away from him and there is nothing he can do about it. [Grace we are so close!] Amelia calls out through our link, yapping happily. I can see the veil of magic shimmering, the Moon Goddess letting this be her way of showing us out of the cage they call The Run. I howl excitedly, my companions doing the same as we announce our victory in completing the Run without being claimed or claiming another.

Her face carried the kind of pleasant symmetry people might describe as "cute." A youthful look, soft and round around the edges, with deep green eyes that rarely caught light the way others' did, her hair the most common of brown. Despite her small chest, she recognized that her curves were her one asset, long legs and a slender figure, forged by years of intense running training — her muscles were toned and in excellent shape. But they were for most of the time hidden under baggy jeans and t-shirst 3 sizes bigger. God forvide a girl for being into streetwear and hip hop for her fashion style.

she says, after she saw my concerned face. I turned and continued, finishing just seconds later. "Woooo-hooo!" Freya cheered in my head as we triumphantly became the first line to cross the finish line. Ten minutes later, Luna Tara made her way out of the heavy greenery and to the finish line, then more and more warriors, until almost at the end came Leah, covered in mud, and sand and soaked from head to toe. Evelyn was worse as the limped, making Leah hold her for support.

Every muscle in his body seemed to drive him forward with a singular purpose. As the finish line approached, the cheers became frantic, almost desperate. Jinu’s form surged with newfound energy. It was as if he had been holding back, waiting for the perfect moment. He accelerated with a primal burst of speed, overtaking Tristan in a breathtaking display of agility and power. The finish line drew closer, and Jinu crossed it with a final, victorious leap. The crowd’s roar was a mix of shock and awe. The recruits groaned, their disappointment palpable.

I got closer, crouching in front of him. ‘Don’t lose yourself, Sasha. Not like this,’ Rory says, but I’m out for blood. I want everyone dead. Anyone who hurts Cassian will pay. So, I twisted the knife in his stomach. I pulled it out, then stabbed his neck. Alaric goes still, tears falling from the slits of his eyes, so I break into a run, going after the bastards who just ran away. I run as fast as my feet can carry me, shifting into Dawn, then blocking out Rory. When I get to the four of them running away. I skid to a stop, snarling at them.