The Kite Runner Novels & Stories

I mustn’t let them hear me. My hands are tied hard and my mouth are taped. I kept running, the dark is blinding but I have to get away. I can’t see light ahead of the darkness . I ran and tumbled hitting branches falling into hard objects I rolled and tried to get up every time. And then I heard their voices, laughter. These hunters are enjoying themselves. It brought ecstasy to them the thought of cornered prey. Blood and sweat mix in my face but that was the least of my worries

he's saying that thing as if it's the most obvious thing to do. I let my breath out, then breath in again. "I'm Dulcenea Mara Grange. Citizen of Krueger tribe- "Wait! Did you just say Kruger tribe?" he cut me out. I don't really know where that words came from. A voice lead me out and say those words. "Y-yes, Kruger tribe. Why, is there something wrong with that?" Confusion eat me up. What's with that Kruger tribe. He seems surprised. Shock at the same time.

When it seems the kids have finally ran out of their energy from their sugar rush and settled on lying down on the bean bags scattered around the area, I see Zane coming over to me. His face is tinted red and he has beads of sweats all over, but still, he looks as handsome as day one and no matter what, my heart skips a beat at the sight of him. “Goddess, for somebody who’s been trained to fight for hours, I can’t believe running after kids has gotten me more tired.” He confessed breathlessly. “Lay down next to your sweetheart and recharge, Mr. Frost.” Keira teased before standing up from her seat and patting the now empty spot next to me.

He informed me quietly as he crouched beside the bomb and picked it up carefully while cradling the brown box in his left hand. “What do you mean by ‘I am going to get myself killed? I didn’t do a damn thing, I just want to go on my damn way, please.” I pressed on desperately, my heart thumping hard against my ribs, it was getting harder to get words out my mouth as the second passed.