Book No Escape Novels & Stories

Ian showed a queen. He pushed his chips forward without hesitation and said, "Three million dollars." "I'm in," I replied. I had no choice, but I was not afraid. I slowly spun the ring on my finger, sitting there as calm as ever. Then, the second round began. My card was a five. Ian's was a nine. "Another three million dollars," Ian said. "I'm in." The room's attention shifted from Helen to the table. It was a life-and-death game.

NOTE: Entrapped By The Devil is Book 2 in "THE PERAZZO" series. It can be read as standalone but will have spoilers from Book 1 (KIDNAPPED BY THE MAFIA). * * * [25 YEARS AGO] . . . “Spare us, please! We didn’t do anything. Quel ragazzo mente! Mente tra i denti. We didn’t do anything. Let us go, please, sir, andiamo a casa!”

Marley stepped fully into the room and closed the door quietly. She wandered around looking for anything. She came to a shelf and went through the books there. A book with a black binding had a big capital letter and number on it grabbing Marley's attention. It read N.5. She took out her phone and took a shot. Her hand reached out to take the book. “What are you doing in here?” Marley freezed.

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he mumbled in disbelief. Stumbling forward, he reached out to touch me but shrank back abruptly. "How could this… No… This isn't real…" Aunt Caroline stumbled to her feet and went up to him. She grabbed his arm weakly and demanded, "No matter what, Yvonne is still your daughter. She is Julia's flesh and blood, her only descendent! How could you be so cruel?" Dad pulled his arm out of her grip and shouted in defiance, "Yanis Winchester told me that he had let her out! She escaped from the basement. This isn't her! Besides, she's always been selfish even when she was a child. She wouldn't die so easily!"

Do not move, do not react, stay still when he comes towards you. Station Gamma Thorne outside the meeting, blade ready. Nova swallowed. Numb. Behind her Jax stopped breathing. His whole body rejected the instruction. Stay still. While someone tried to kill her. No. He would be in that tent and she would not be. His body was locked in place but every part of him was already at war. There are four books hidden behind a hidden door in the library. When you pry it open, an arrow, poisoned with old black, will fly.

the Architect sneered, pointing up. The clouds glowed red, and giant words rolled across the sky, as if a huge invisible hand was typing: > “JULIAN AND MAYA ESCAPED. BUT THE COST IS HIGH. THE AUTHOR IS GONE. THE BOARD HAS NO LEADER. THE VILLAINS FROM OTHER BOOKS ARE NOW FREE.” Maya stared up, terrified. “Other books? What does that mean?” “It means,” the Architect said, smiling cruelly, “I’m not the only one hunting you. The Board kept a hundred books on their computer. Scary stories, war stories, stories of monsters that eat stars. Now, the walls between the books are gone.”

No control. No certainty. Just something new. Respect. “Good,” he said quietly. Then— He stepped back. And everything changed. The Escape The wall behind him slid open. Hidden. Seamless. A way out. Of course he had one. He always did. “Stop him!” Blake shouted. But it was too late. He stepped into the darkness. And vanished. The Aftermath Silence fell slowly. Heavy. Uneven. Broken only by the sound of breathing— And the last guard hitting the ground.

“We have to go, NOW!” The Escape They ran. Through the smoke. Through the screams of failing machinery. Noah grabbed a case of hard drives. Grace fired at guards swarming from the elevator. They reached the jungle just as the estate exploded behind them, stone and flame soaring into the sky. The shockwave knocked them to the ground. Silence followed. Smoke. Embers. And the bitter scent of ending. The Aftermath They didn’t speak until they were back on the yacht, miles away from the burning island.

Rain fell gently on the quiet street outside the safe house where Elena and Noah had taken refuge. Inside the room was small but filled with the soft glow of hope. Stacks of papers, photographs, and files were spread out on a worn wooden table. Each sheet was a piece of the puzzle roof of betrayal, forged documents, and secret messages that spoke of dark deals, a dangerous clone, and the hidden plots of Liam and Serena.