Words Made From Runaway Novels & Stories

His expression changed in an instant, and he muttered a single word that made my blood run cold: "Run.”

“Does anywhere else feel uncomfortable?” The moment Alyssa opened her eyes, the men immediately gathered around her, their faces full of concern. Marcus stroked her head and said, “Don’t do something so dangerous again. We’ll worry.” Alyssa’s eyes reddened, and she clutched Elio’s hand. “I’m sorry. I was just too scared. Running away from the wedding back then was really my fault. I was afraid you wouldn’t want me anymore…”

I rush outside to hide the duffle bag by the back gate. Today will be my great escape, and I have a feeling that this will be the number-one gossip in the pack when I leave. I just have to plan when to run during the shift change for the guards. Smiling triumphantly, I turn towards the cottage and take in the building and its surroundings. This place will never be my home if I have a say in it, but for now, I need to act as if it’s just another day. After making sure the bag I’ve hidden won’t be seen, I make my way back inside and head straight for the kitchen. I need to eat something filling today and decide on some comfort food—lasagna sounds like a good idea. I busy myself preparing the I

Alexander May sprinted into the night, through the vastly dense forest, he started to shift into his wolf form. The air was fresh and crisp with a strong wind ruffling his tan fur. He stopped to sniff the air, trying to gather any scent that may give him direction. He looked into the darkness with his sea blue eyes, trying to find any clues to the mystery.

I just want this to be over with. I don’t know how much more I can take of this running. All of my adult life I have been on the run. Now I’m scared and I’m so damn drained. I don’t know what to say. I have no words. No words that will undo the last week. I had it, I had escaped with a fake passport and then I went and ruined it when I went on that damn shooting spree. But then Stace would probably be dead now if I hadn’t.

Without hesitation, I hopped into his car. I need her now. I'm thankful for having her. "Sorry if I'm late for your wedding. But I'm thankful because I wouldn't gain anything if I were on time since you're apparently a runaway bride. Haha, my tardiness still worked out perfectly because I saw you running like a fool in a wedding gown. Haha. You still look beautiful even as a runaway bride," he rambled on, thoroughly amused by my actions. I responded with a grateful smile.

Just another two hours on this road and I would reach the destination where The Run would take place. The Run has been around since the original pack was created. The first Alpha king and leader of all wolves around the world created this event when she wolves were created and in limited supplies to the population of werewolves. The species needed to survive and the strongest genes needed to be passed down, hence The Run and the claiming of a mate. After the success of the first run the tradition carried down. Something about taking a female by force seemed like the ultimate manly thing to do and during those time periods where the male had to be strong and their offspring stronger to surviv

Gulf suggested making Mew happy. "You trust me that much? What if I ran away and I would take all your shares with me?" Mew teased him. "It's not your cup of tea to runaway, it was mine. Hmp, you should try to see what I should do to you if you dare." Gulf glared at him, making Mew shiver. "I'm just kidding, babe. I won't dare to run away. I love you so much that I want to always keep you beside me, so the idea of running away is just too useless."

Ivy’s POV I run and run as if I could run forever. I love this new wolf body! I soon leave the forest and I come out on a deserted lumber road. I know I must get further away from the mental hospital. Who knows who might be following me? Soon enough Theodore will be notified about my escape and he can send out an entire search party to look for me. I need to get far away. I’m not sure which direction to go. I look one way and then the other. When I look back, in the distance I see a big 4 x 4 vehicle coming toward me. I rush into the trees and I shift back to human.

Angela pretended to mediate, adding, "Jessica, don't worry. I'm the operations manager now. If anyone at work gives you hell, just let me know—and I'll fire them!" Oliver glanced at me dismissively. "What kind of trouble could she face? Due to something as trivial as a wedding, she ran away. Now, she's learned that making money isn't easy and wants to get back together. Even if she faces some hardships, it's still better than being unemployed." Hearing Oliver speak so lightly about it, I couldn't help but frown. The wedding I had meticulously planned for three years was given to another woman. How could he consider it trivial?