Ace Of Escape Novels & Stories

Alessandra mocks. "Pray to the God she isn't, because if she is dead, I would vent my fury on you. I promise you," I continue to move forward, towards the exit. "Is there news from Aleksandr?" Oscar asks on the intercom, while we continue surrounding the warehouse. "Negative, sir. He escaped through the west tunnels of the building," reports the intercom. "Curse!" Noah growls. "Find the twins," Oscar orders. We continue walking while approaching the south pavilions when I hear the great news that makes me run in the direction of the exit.

“And you won’t. This isn’t a broken pack in need of fixing. Mack doesn’t need to trap you here.” “You’re just saying that. Anyway, he sent the pack away so there could be a million things wrong with them that he’s trying to hide.” Adela raises her eyebrow. I look away because I’m struggling to believe what just came out of my mouth. The person I’m describing doesn’t feel like Mack, and we omegas are all about feeling. But he’s lied to you before. “You know, Aerin, if you really wanted to leave, you might have shifted. It likely would have healed your leg enough you’d have made it to the next town. Have you thought about that?”

“You’re walking away from your own family, from everything you’ve built. And when it all falls apart, you’ll have no one to blame but yourself.” Ace’s expression didn’t waver. “I’m walking away from a toxic relationship, from lies and deceit. If that’s what it takes to protect what I’ve built, then so be it.” Richard’s eyes narrowed, his lips curling into a sneer. “You always did think you were better than us, didn’t you? Always playing the martyr, pretending you’re above it all. But let me tell you something, Ace—there’s no escape from this. We’re all part of the same game, whether you like it or not.”

Season 2 Synopsis of Sinful Escape By DB Novels She was betrayed. Framed. Broken. Now she’s reborn. After surviving the ultimate betrayal by her husband and lover, Sera Carter sheds her name, her face, and her past—emerging from prison as the ruthless and mysterious Arianna Vale. Love? That word died the day Raven and Ethan kissed in front of her cell. Now, she doesn’t trust. She doesn’t feel. She seduces, manipulates, and destroys. Every man she kisses, every deal she makes, every move she plans—is fueled by a single burning desire:

I said then we all smiled now. Later on me and Psyche have a happy life also Zachary with her girlfriend we just know. While Erah is also happy now for her self and lastly Nale and Aiya are now married. We made it to have a normal life and the Wood Creek town of us have a peaceful life but still a little crime. Yes, we may have escaped our suffering and pain in life but in the end we all know that we cannot escape death. A/N: Thank you for reading my second book the Escaping The Madness Of Death and I hope you like it. ^ ^

"Do whatever you want, girl. We both know that Achilles Valencian has played his card. And now, you're stuck in his trap. No matter what you want, you can't escape him. And you know why?" I stared at her, waiting for her to finish. "Because you don't want to escape. Your heart won't let you." *** The elevator pinged, opening up for another person to reach their destined floor leaving only me and Liza inside. My one hand was filled with files and the other occupied with a cup of tea. After the small talk with Cassie, her words didn't let sleep last night. Some of my own realization haunted my night.

Ace declared. --To be continued…

[Marissa’s POV] We continued to run until I could just make out the portal that would take us back to our world. Just as Thomas had intended, we managed to escape, but was it really something to be relieved about? "That…" Ace huffed as we stopped at our exit. "How could someone..." "Ace," Travis warned, stopping him before he could say anything more. "Not the time." As he scolded his delta, I could feel his eyes on the back of my neck. Since stopping, I couldn’t focus on anything except for Thomas’ figure slamming into a fully ablaze wendigo.

That is his way of life. "That’s Carter Horaze Villaraza." Sancha said this while secretly pointing to a man next to Zeeve. He appears to be cold and intimidating! His hair was neatly cut, and his defined cheekbones and concrete jaw stood out while he chewed his food. “Auxel Ryder Gallego.” My gaze was drawn to the other guy next to Carter; he looks so fine with his scythe-shaped brows and sea rover-blue eyes that are noticeable even from a distance.

He brushed his hand over his low-cut hair, eyes wide and bewildered, staring at me as if I were an alien speaking a language he couldn't comprehend, the gravity of the situation sinking in between us like an unspoken chasm. Panic swelled in my chest, and I knew deep down that he wouldn’t want this—this unexpected twist that felt like a burden too heavy to bear. I pressed my hand over my mouth, stifling my cries as I stepped backward, feeling the distance grow between us. Then, in a surge of desperation, I turned and ran, each footfall echoing my fear as I left him behind, not knowing where I was headed but hoping to escape the weight of reality. A glance over my shoulder confirmed my worst f