Escape From New York Novels & Stories

Kendrick asked much more sternly after hearing Damien's reply. Samantha stood next to him. Even she noticed that things were getting serious, like a brewing storm. Kendrick's expression darkened. His eyes flared up in anger, ready to erupt. He clicked his tongue. It seemed he received some bad news. "Got it. Keep an eye on it, and report back any time." Samantha gingerly asked, "Is everything alright?" Kendrick sneered. "Peter escaped. Earlier, an explosion happened at the prison. A few inmates managed to escape amidst the chaos.

I replied, and then I bit my lip, a little anxious. “He won’t catch us, honey. I'll find a way to always escape his sight. I have powerful friends in New York who can help us. Bruce Morton doesn't own the world,” he said, holding my hand and assuring me with a firm smile. I smile, hopefully. Maybe not all was lost. “I love New York,” I said with a giggle. He placed a long kiss on my forehead. “Don’t worry so much, my love; Just leave everything in my hands and enjoy the trip,” he said to me, making me smile and after that, he started the car again and drove off.

To go someplace to start afresh, with my past and my secrets locked far away. And I did just that. I entered my car one Sunday morning with nothing but my handbag and a bag full of cash as I drove out of the city without taking a second glance at the place I've always called home. I threw away my phone, my credit cards, and my identity card the minute I drove out of my family’s estate and I never looked back. The minute I stepped foot in New York City, I told myself I would be better. That I had escaped hell and I was going to live my best life. Freedom. I had just taken a bold step and there was no going back. I'm stronger now and independent.

"I want to know where Hendrick was when Ace escaped from prison." "Oh my! Do you think Hendrick is a traitor?" Nicholas shrugged, "I just think it's impossible to get out of prison easily. Aside from the help of a disguise, there must have been a senior who helped him escape. And, I suspect Hendrick." There was a pause, Noel seemed to consider Nicholas' words. "So, what's your plan?" Nicholas navigated the snow-covered streets of New York City, the tension palpable in the car. Noel's gaze was fixed on Nicholas, contemplating the gravity of the situation. As they approached the prison, a sense of anticipation hung in the air.

The only comfort I’d receive was when I took my last breath and the lights dimmed behind my eyelids. The elevator doors slid open and I didn’t hesitate to run past him. I didn’t stop until I arrived in my room. I slammed and locked the door behind me–locking myself away from the psycho with the piercing blue eyes and murderous threats. My back hit the door and slid to the floor in defeat. With my time ticking down, I only had two options if I want to stay alive; avoid Judge Jackson at all cost or escape Eden. Escaping would prove difficult. The exits to Eden always changed and I wouldn’t be prepared for the outside world. The best opportunity I had to escape was two days from now when a feas

"You need to rest. Eat. Take care of yourself. Get up. Come with me." "I…" My throat tightened, the words slipping out in a whisper. "I don’t want to go back to that house." The impact of my admission was immediate. Sophia’s shoulders dropped, the hard lines of her face softening. "We won’t." Her voice was quiet, but final. "We’re going to Espósito’s estate. It’s safe there." Something inside me cracked. For the first time in days, my muscles relaxed just a little. Leaving the Morunaga estate behind wasn’t just an escape. It was freedom.

I told them. We waited anxiously for the night of our escape. I packed the food and supplies we had gathered, my heart racing with anticipation. Miss Mandy and Naki checked the guards' rotation schedule, ensuring we timed our departure perfectly. As the designated night arrived, we moved stealthily through the darkened corridors. Nova guided us, her keen senses alert for any signs of detection. We reached the perimeter fence, and I felt a surge of excitement mixed with fear. Miss Mandy took point, expertly disabling the security cameras. Naki created a diversion, drawing the guards away from our escape route. I followed closely, my swollen feet aching as we sprinted toward freedom.

I pleaded, my hands trembling slightly. Beth’s expression turned even more sympathetic as she shook her head slightly. “I’m sorry, Jeremy, but I can't do that. She left New York to escape. She finally has some peace of mind, and I’m never going to take that away from her.” My eyebrows scrunched together in confusion as my grip on her shoulder grew a bit tighter. “Escape? From what?” Beth’s eyes slowly widened as her skin paled. “You know what? I have already said too much.” She gritted out before clamping her mouth shut, and the action made my brows furrow even more.

His eyes narrowed like he wasn’t sure he’d heard me right. “Left?” he repeated. “Vegas.” The word felt foreign on my tongue, like I was admitting defeat. I shoved my hands in my pockets, jaw tight. “We go east. New York.” He blinked. Once. Twice. Then laughed sharp, disbelieving. “New York?” I shrugged, leaning against the wall. “I know people there. People who don’t owe Samuel shit. People who could help us disappear.” His face shifted—half hope, half suspicion. “And you’re just… saying this now?”

But could I really sacrifice myself, like a lamb to the slaughter, just to keep him safe? “I’ll think about it,” I said finally, my voice barely above a whisper. “You’ve got twenty-four hours.” I nodded, watching him and the woman disappear through the door. For a brief, reckless moment, I wanted to run, scream and fight. But if they could drag me out of New York against my will, then escape wouldn’t be easy. I was trapped. So what exactly was I supposed to do? .... A/N: Unexpected plot twist, isn’t it? What do you think of the chapter, guys?