Book No Escape Novels & Stories

“You want to compete with me for a man? It won’t be that easy. CEO Dante will be mine.” Lani quickly packed her belongings and went to return the room she had rented. She had no idea that her room key had been switched. Lani glanced at the key card for room 6666, feeling a bit confused. Yesterday, she remembered booking room 9999, but today the key card said 6666, and her clothes were in that room, so she assumed she must have made a mistake.

“But I’ll give you one last chance. Join me, brother.” The word made me sick. I met his gaze. “I’d rather put a bullet in your skull.” His smile faded. “Then I guess we’ve reached the end.” Gunfire exploded through the air. The Escape Aurora and I dove behind the desk as bullets shattered the bookshelves. Leo’s voice roared through the earpiece. “What the hell is going on?!” “We’ve been made,” I snapped. Aurora fired a shot, forcing Moreau’s men to scatter. “We need an exit!”

“In fact, it is the worst decision he’s ever made, considering how poisonous your mother was. So I’ll make this simple, Liam.” He pushed the envelope closer. “This contains everything you need—a house in Morocco, enough money to start fresh, a comfortable life far away from here. Take it, leave this country, and never look back.” Liam didn’t move. Then—slowly, he let out a short, amused scoff. Was this a joke? Without a word, he rose to his feet, brushing imaginary dust from his sleeve, and turned toward the door. Finn’s voice sliced through the air like a whip.

New York never slept, and tonight, neither would I. Sophia's car wasn't at the boathouse yet. Of course it wasn't. I was early. Everything had gone off-script the moment he said "You packed a bag." I crouched low behind a stack of overturned crates, heart jackhammering. My fingers couldn't stop shaking as I pulled out the burner and texted her. "I'm out. Where are you?" Nothing. I stared at the screen. Then again. "SOPHIA. I RAN. He knows. Where the fk are you??**"

The only escape. Would you choose fast death or slow manipulation? Or gamble everything on an impossible third option? Comment what you'd choose! I need to know! Chapter 79 is the IMPOSSIBLE OPTION! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT ...To Be Continue...

I made a sudden move toward Ryan, sending the knife straight into my chest. I collapsed where I stood. Blood poured out as I felt my life slipping away. At last, I was going home. The moment I went down, grief‑stricken screams tore through the air. Comments appeared before me once again. "What the hell? Why did Daniel take his own life?" "Isn't this supposed to be a feel-good story? What is happening?" "Wait, if he's gone, what's going to happen to the three female leads?" Ryan still had the knife in his hand. Screaming in shock, he instinctively turned to Hazel, hoping she'd do something.

Hoping to buy himself a little more time, he grabbed one of the thicker books—Bag of Bones—and hurled it toward the stairs just as the panther came into the library. Time stretched out like taffy, and as the book sailed across the room, the panther seemed to shrink before his eyes. With dawning horror, Brad realized there had never been a panther, it was only Phantom. He cried out even as the book landed on top of the cat. Phantom let out a nails-on-chalkboard cry, pinned beneath the heavy brick of a volume. Brad hurried back to the stairs, casting the book aside. Phantom seemed daze, mewling and curling up on itself like a pill bug.

Then the man proceeds on walking away. Eurus promptly followed as he decided to walk along with him. He didn't give up, trying to squeeze information from him. "What's the reason for them sending us here. What is our purpose here?" Eurus followed up with another question. In the middle of their conversation, suddenly, they heard a voice of a man screeching as if he was suffering from agonizing pain, Confused, both of them followed the sound of the screech, leading them in front of a willow tree, beside a high-rise building with a HumEv Industries signage written on the building.

I can't imagine a greater freedom than that. The End . . . . . Ember Casey is a USA Today bestselling author who writes sizzling romances about wicked billionaires, Hollywood bad boys, playboy princes, and rugged adventures. Her other works include His Wicked Games and the Fontaines of Hollywood series. You can find more about her work at EmberCasey.com.

A hand caught my elbow. I spun around, my fist balled. "Easy, Ethan." It was Noah. He looked like he’d been through a war. His tuxedo was shredded, and he had a bandage over his eye. "The book," Noah whispered. "The one you gave me. The press is going crazy. They’re already at Reed’s townhouse." "It was a decoy, Noah." Noah blinked. "A decoy? Then where—" "It doesn't matter." I looked at him. "Go home, Noah. Take Sophia. Get out of the city. Don't look back."