The Runaway Family Manhwa Novels & Stories

Nanny McPhee decided to start a conversation. “So, Alannah, What’s your story? I mean, this is the first time Mr. Connor would willingly allow a guest in the house. You must’ve done something for him to like you so much, huh? What do you do and who are your parents?” Nanny McPhee went on. The question had caused Alannah to be really uncomfortable but she managed to answer a few, “My name is Alannah Campbell, I’m an orphan, actually, my uncle raised me” She answered. “Oh honey, I’m so sorry to hear that” Nanny McPhee apologized.

"That's good. We'll need every advantage tonight." "What happens if we're caught?" Tia asked. "What's the plan?" "If we're caught, I get you out first. That's the only plan that matters." "And if you can't?" He looked at her directly, his expression harder than she'd seen before. "Then you run. You forget about the data, forget about me, and you run. Lucia will have extraction points planned. You follow her instructions, you survive." "I'm not leaving you behind." "Yes, you are." He stepped closer. "This is not a negotiation. If I give the order to run, you run. Understand?"

Autumn’s Pov We went home after we got photoshoots in one of the photo studios in the mall. Lucy said it will be our first memory together, so we just followed to whatever she wants. I liked being in the pack's house because it was nice and crowded, but Ethan said that Alpha, Beta, Delta, and their family lived together in The Alpha's house, aside from the pack's house. The dungeon was in Ethan's house too. On the Underground of The Alpha's house. The house was enormous and luxurious even though it's not as big as the pack's house. There was a house for his mom and dad around the territory, but they didn't want to live alone, so they move to Ethan's and their house changed to Patrol's Base.

"The kind that involve revenge. Blood debts. Ancient grudges that span generations." I close my eyes, feeling the weight of my past pressing down on me. Through the window, I can see the house where my found family sleeps peacefully. Emmeline, pregnant with new life. Jackson, innocent and trusting. Asher, finally at peace. Sebastian, building a future based on justice. "How long do we have?" "Not long. Weeks, maybe less. Caterina, you need to disappear. All of you." "No," I say firmly. "I'm done running. We're done running."

I touch my stomach, roiling with empathy for a parent I’ve never met, and for my future child as I picture it going through what Madison and Mila have. Yannick must be stopped. Something on her left shoulder draws my eye. There’s another tattoo. This one is a strange, thin rod. I can’t make sense of what it’s supposed to be. A bat? A baton? “Did they tattoo this on you as well?” I ask curiously. She cranes her neck to see what I’m talking about. Pain flickers in her eyes for a moment as she shakes her head. “I ran away from home.” She hesitates, like she’s overwhelmed by mentioning that word. I know the feeling. “My parents wanted me to see a tutor so I wouldn’t fail sophomore year. And I di

Seeing Firoh and Shayne giggling happily, their innocent smiles lighting up the room, I couldn't help but feel a surge of love and gratitude. But beneath the surface of my contentment, a pang of regret gnawed at my heart. I couldn't shake the feeling that I had deprived my children of something essential—a complete family, with a father to guide and protect them. Despite their current happiness, I knew that as they grew older, they would inevitably feel the absence of their father keenly. But then again, who could blame me for my decision? I couldn't bear to expose my children to the dark and dangerous world of their father—the world of the mafia. I couldn't risk them growing up to become mo

In my previous life, I gave my crush one of my corneas and helped him to restore his right to inherit his mafia family. But when he regained his sight, my family chose to have my older sister marry him instead of me. My own family exiled me, and I died on the night of wedding between him and my sister. Then I'm reborn—back before I was exiled . I stood in my father's study—Vittorio Rossi, the Don of our family. The air smelled of aged whiskey and cigars.

This wasn't even worth calling a home. There was only one thing to do. Run.

"That's what animals do, Aurora. They take what they want and disappear. Did you expect anything else from Nathan's reject brother?" "Stop calling him that!" The force of my own voice surprised me. "You don't know anything about him or why he left!" "And you do?" Maxim pushed off from the fireplace, stalking toward me. "Tell us then, dear sister. Tell us all about the real Noxon Alkham. The one who knocked you up and vanished without a trace." "Maxim," Dmitry warned, but our brother ignored him. "Was it worth it?" Maxim continued, his voice cruel. "Trading your reputation, your future, for one night with pack trash?"

‘I want to protect myself and my family, so why do you think I chose to run? Heather once again tried to use her Mental Energy to control the crazed Daniel in order to escape. She wanted to save her parents. However, the funny thing was…the more she tried to do so, the more severe Daniel’s crazy rampage seemed to be. Meanwhile, Daniel’s heat for mating had reached a climax. His eyes were red as he panted heavily. In the end, he could no longer control himself from wanting to have the woman before him for himself. Finally, he covered those angry eyes of hers with his hand and lowly growled. “You brought this upon yourself!”