The Perfect Run Novels & Stories

I closed my eyes and let out a deep sigh as I realized that she was actually putting all on me. Astrid looked so petite while wearing our pure white scrub uniform. Her hands were in the pockets of her tops. Her long-legged have been emphasized as she crossed her legs while wearing her pure white pants, together with her dress shoes with a low heel. It looked perfect on her. Her long-light-brown hair was loosened and cascading down her back that danced on the breeze as she moved. She was carrying on her lap my navy-blue backpack while seating on our bleachers. She was looking around while biting her nails. Her eyes looked so jaded, that contributed to her innocent face.

. This definitely doesn't look good.I wipe my sweaty palms on a napkin, get up and walks over to where they stand. When I get there Rea turns and gives me a grin. "Oh you're here, I guess you've finally decided to give him the number yourself". I freeze, I was definitely not expecting this. She hands me the piece of paper. "Okay, I'll be at our table waiting for you alright". She gives me a hug and whispers. "Best of luck". I couldn't even get a word out and she leaves. I actually wish for the ground to open up and do it's 'thing'. "Hi". A soft masculine voice calls out to me. I look at him. Damnit, how is it possible that he's hotter than before. I drink in his masculine features for the

I finally receive a mind link from Luna Olivia and start running in the direction she is but as I reached closer, I spot a group of rouges advancing in the very same direction and increase my pace to reach faster. I watch the group of rogues encircle the tunnel slide while I push my legs harder to reach them across the field whereas my eyes are transfixed on them. My uncaring attitude towards my surroundings gives me deep cuts all over my arms and legs but I pay no heed to them and keep running while my already red summer dress turns completely crimson. When I’m almost there, I observe one of the rogues breaking the tunnel surface and trying to get to Luna Olivia.

"The best option now is for you to redo your senior year with Nicole. I'll see you on campus one year from now. Nothing's going to change during this time. It's not a big deal." Not a big deal? My whole body started to shake uncontrollably. "Preston Nolin, do you know what a 626 score means?" I asked. "It's the top one percent in the entire state. "I woke up at 4:30 am and went to sleep at midnight every day. I was doing practice exams even on New Year's Day. I threw myself into studying for three straight years to get that 626, and you say it's 'not a big deal' and that I should just redo my senior year?"

After catching my supposedly frigid wife, Emmy Winslow, aroused by our household robot butler, I swallowed my disgust and sent the machine to a destruction facility. I never expected that decision to cost her life. On the way to chase after the robot, Emmy was involved in a horrific car accident and died at the scene. From that day on, I became notorious in our social circle as the jealous husband who drove his wife to her death. Five years passed. Night after night, I tortured myself by wondering if she would still be alive had I not been so petty over a machine. Until today, while discussing business at a private club, I passed a half-open VIP suite and heard one of Emmy's closest frie

He ordered a drink he didn't plan to take and waited. Adam walked in at exactly 7:15. He looked tired. The kind of tiredness that came from sleepless nights and constant worry. His shoulders carried a tension that didn't relax even when he sat down and ordered his usual drink. Daniel waited, the match was already playing on the screen above the bar. A Premier League game. Daniel had studied Adam's preferences carefully enough to know exactly which team he supported. He approached casually. "That's a terrible call." Adam looked up, surprised. "Excuse me?"

Surprisingly, my soul floated midair. I didn't disappear right away. I watched Healer Petra Holmes gasp the moment the scalpel dove into my skin, and only one kidney was found. "Why does she only have one kidney?" she boomed. "This is ridiculous! How could they make her donate her kidney when she only has one? This is murder!" Just then, her assistant panicked and yelled, "Healer Petra, the patient's stopped breathing. What's going on?"

“Because if we let Malone win, we lose everything we stand for.” As Ava left the boardroom, her phone buzzed again. It was Roman. “How’d it go?” he wondered. “They’re in,” she said. “Good.” His voice carried a calm pride. “Now we move fast. Malone’s already looking for his next move.” Ava paused. “You’re putting a lot on the line for this.” “So are you,” Roman said. “But that’s the only way to win.” Before she could react, another call came through—this one from Evelyn.

Lena inhaled and ran into a tree, circumventing the SUV. The air was thick with the scent of pine and earth. The men who emerged from the car spoke in complicated voices, their faces eerie. They hadn't spotted him yet. Good. He bowed, still holding the rock. Then he threw it. The sound of it striking the pavement was sharp, sudden - so loud that it made the men spin around them and their guns crack. Lena made her opportunity. He ran across the street. Noah did the same for the assault, running quickly.

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.