Escape From New York Novels & Stories

I reply harshly. “Bianca escaped,” she says and my heart falls in my chest. “What??” I yell out my eyes quickly moving around the poolside side to make sure I am alone. “She escaped, the idiots guarding her allowed her to escape and now I think she's on her way to New York, even the old man couldn't find her” she gulps speaking quickly “She’s gone” she whispers right after “Fuck!” I yell out with a grunt, “Well what do we do now?” I yell back at her

I quickly look up and see my escape. The window. I crawl out the window and I can hear Paxtons full belly laugh floating in the room. Once I'm safely on the roof I spot Dimitri below talking to Hendrix and Thanos. "Catch me!" I scream down towards the guys. Dimitri looks up and spots me. He instantly opens his arms up motioning for me to jump. I close my eyes like a chicken and jump right into Dimitri's opened arms. He places me on the ground while Hendrix and Thanos burst out laughing.

or anything safer. I had two countries in mind. New Zealand and Switzerland. Switzerland would be the most easiest and faster way they could escape because Emmanuele knows more than to cross pass his territory. That night, I had a few connections of mine secure me a plane. When I arrived, I walked six kilometers in the snow. My boots cracked. My fingers bled. I barely realised it was already night. But I kept going. Because at the edge of the tree line… I saw it. A light. Flickering behind frosted glass.

Her curls frame her face, and her hand rests on her stomach, where our baby—our future—grows, safe for now. We escaped New York without a hitch, Rob’s meticulous planning outsmarting Daniel’s tracking, Nadya’s threat at my penthouse door silenced by a swift exit through a hidden service elevator. My heart still races, the memory of her chilling words “Open the door, Julian, or Sophia’s baby pays the price” lingering, but we’re here, in my countryside estate, a sanctuary away from the press, my grandfather’s schemes, and Sophia’s toxic family. For the first time in weeks, I breathe, knowing she’s safe, settled, mine. The estate looms ahead as our car winds through oak-lined lanes, its stone w

I headed towards the emergency exit. I pushed harder, heart pounding, Alec's heavy body slowing me down, but I didn't care. I just had to escape. I burst through the final door, the fresh air of New York hitting my nose. Alec shuddered as we came in contact with the outside walls. Suddenly, the emergency alarm sounded. They must have found out that I've escaped. I turned back, out of the darkness behind the emergency exit, and a feminine figure stood, her gaze landing on me.

I am selfishly hoping I am not the only one that was kept alive. I found a half crushed gas station a few blocks down and slipped inside. The shelves were empty, but I found a few bottles of water hidden behind the counter, and, thank God, a pack of beef jerky that hadn't turned green so I stuffed it into my bag and tried not to think about how my hands were shaking. Something caught my eye near the floor, a photo, a family of a mom, dad, two little girls that were smiling and alive. I slid it into my pocket I don't know why maybe I just didn't want to leave it there.

Jackson punched him—a solid, satisfying right hook that knocked Zero out cold. "Clean extraction," Jackson dragged the unconscious villain back to his boat. "Let's go home, Luke. Serenity is waiting." As they motored back towards the city lights, Jackson looked at the water washing the blood off his hands. The escape attempt lasted less than two hours. The King of New York had reclaimed his territory. (Chapter 204 End)

Seeing the look of disappointment on Kathy’s face, I stood frozen in place. Anticipating my disbelief, she pulled several documents from her bag and thrust them at me. There was a psychiatric evaluation from a top-tier hospital, and proof of identity from the orphanage. Kathy took my hand and said with a softer tone, “Alright, let’s go. Let’s not bother these people on New Year’s Day.” I clenched the paper in my hand until my knuckles turned white. No. This was not my life. Jesse let out a cold snort.

Why did he turn on his own side? The only explanation was that he wanted to build trust among the patients, even if it meant sacrificing a teammate. Or maybe, from his perspective, there were no teammates at all. He just wanted to be the sole survivor. “We’re here. Go in and lock the door behind you.” The old lady led me to an abandoned restroom on the basement level and kindly added, “Stay inside and don’t open the door for anyone. I’ll bring you food at twelve thirty tomorrow. The password is ‘may you be safe year after year’.”

Nevaeh's hair was messy, as if she had rushed over. "Weren't you supposed to come to Brookshire University with me? Why did your parents say you're going abroad? "Where are you going?" There was panic in her voice, impossible to hide. I did not respond. I kept walking, letting her cry out behind me until security escorted her away. When the plane finally took off, I looked out the window at the city shrinking below. My heart was calm. I knew that my new life, free from Nevaeh’s clutches, had finally begun.