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Beauty on the Run

Novel By: thatlonelyone
Thrillers



There's more to Ava's life than what people can really see. Behind her beauty, is the personality of a pure angel. But when her looks become a "threat" to a dark angel, he wants her. He wants to keep her hidden from the rest of the world. He wants her to be cast away from all eyes...he wants her as his slave.

Fredrik Ljungberg can't get her himself. He ends up hiring two attractive orphan boys to help him, while offering them a place to stay, and a highly paid wage. Carter and Marshall agree, not knowing what they're getting into.

But among the midst of the attacks, Carter and Marshall start seeing the true beauty in Ava. They can't help but fall in love with her. But after seeing the little kindness in the boys, Ava finds herself falling for them. View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 16, 2013    Reads: 27    Comments: 1    Likes: 1   


We were sitting awkwardly at the table inside the restaurant. None of us were talking, and I found myself staring out the window. Kayla and Carter were lost in their own conversation.

I occasionally glanced over at my "date" and I kept finding him staring at me. It was an awkward date. It really was. I was so uncomfortable. I couldn't sit here anymore. I had already gotten up to go to the bathroom twice now, and we've only eaten the main course. There was still dessert.

I barely touched my salad. I just didn't want to eat. I didn't want to be here anymore. I wanted Jed.

I excused myself from the table for what would be the final time, and I walked out of the restaurant. I know they were going to follow me out sooner or later. I walked far across the parking lot and I stared out into the woods behind the building.

I returned Marshall's jacket, so the chills were hitting my shoulders again. My goose bumps returned, but I wasn't all that cold.

Just then I felt a jacket or sweater being draped over my shoulders. I thought that maybe it was going to be Marshall, so I didn't bother looking. I simply rolled my eyes to myself.

The dark voice lingered on my neck, and the presence behind me grew thicker and stronger. "Hey Beautiful."

My body froze. I couldn't believe it. I didn't think I would ever have to see this man again.

"Why so afraid?" He asked as he played with my hair. The jacket was sliding off of my shoulders, and I twitched to make it fall to the ground. "Let me pick that up for you Beautiful."

I felt him bend down, and I was absolutely terrified of what he could possibly do to me. As he bent down, I took a few steps forward and then turned to face him. I held my purse tightly, hoping to be able to use it as a weapon if I needed to.

"What are you so afraid of?" He said again as he inched towards me very slowly. I continued to walk backwards. But then, from behind him, I saw Kayla coming out of the restaurant with Carter and Marshall.

Carter instantly spotter Fredrik, and he came sprinting over to us. I was still continuing to back up further and further.

Marshall was right behind Carter, but he was glancing at me over and over again. I wasn't listening to their words. But then I felt something behind me. I turned and looked, and as I did, I tripped over a dead log laying on the ground. I fell hard against the gravel.

Marshall was standing over me, offering me his hand to get up, but I laid there. I didn't want to get up. Carter and Fredrik were still talking, smiling and laughing. I just wanted to run. I rolled over on my stomach and crawled up to my feet, getting a head starting run as I took off into the woods.

~~Marshall~~

Crap! She took off again. I hope that this time Fredrik doesn't make us chase after her. We're wearing suits and ties, with nice shoes on, and I don't wanna have to run through the woods.

I wanted to help her up. I wanted to be on good terms with her. But at the end of the day, I know what needed to be done. I walked back over to Carter and Fredrik who were just now realizing that she was gone.

"Where the hell did she go?" Fred's voice boomed over my thoughts.

I shrugged. "I don't know! One minute she was laying on the ground, the next she was gone! She probably went into the woods or something!" I lied. I didn't want to have to run.

Fredrik hissed under his breath. I could hear a faint growling coming from deep inside him. He looked at Carter, and then at me. "Get her, and bring her back here."

"Well what about her?" Carter pointed at Kayla who was standing near the entrance of the building on her cell phone.

"I'll take care of her. You two, go find Ava." Fredrik turned around; his long cloak swirling with him. I looked at Carter.

"Well let's go Marshall! We don't have all God damn night!"

I nodded at him as I made my way over towards the woods.

"She couldn't have gotten very far. She was wearing heels. We need to look for the white part in her dress. It shouldn't be that hard to spot amongst all the darkness in here. After all, it'll reflect in the moonlight."

I looked up at the sky. I didn't realize that it was a full moon out tonight either.

We didn't run, but we scurried through all the thicket and fallen trees. The ground was damp. My feet were still dry, but I could feel it with every step I took. Finally I heard something off to my right and I stopped.

Carter was still moving forward before he noticed that I stopped running.

"What is it?"

"Shhh…." I looked off in that direction, and I saw a faint moving. Carter's gaze followed mine as he spotted it too; immediately taking off running. I followed him closely, hoping that he would do all the dirty work this time.

Carter got faster and faster, and the distance between us increased. I remained at my speed…hoping that he would just catch her and it would be over.

Carter came to a halt. I stopped right behind him. "What is it?"

He sighed. "She's headed towards the river."

"What does that mean?"

He chuckled. "It means we have to split up and catch her down there." He stared heading off to the left, which meant that I had to go a farther distance. "You go that way!" He called after me. I took off sprinting in that direction.





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