Escape From New York Novels & Stories

He can’t wait to see Adrian crawl in front of him, begging him for mercy. “Did Nora find the manager? Make sure they appoint April at this branch; otherwise, my plan won't work. We need her here to bring Adrian down.” “Yes boss. Everything will go as you planned.” The confirmation made the man's eyes glow with a sinister glint. He had waited almost four years to put his plan into action. “Fantastic, everything is falling into place.” He looked at the guard in front of him and said, “Now for my escape. You know what to do, and I want Noah on the first flight to New York.”

I whisper, my voice thick with emotion. "Anytime, babe," she replies, her smile softening. "Now," she continues, settling down beside me, "I know this probably isn't the best time, but I have some good news." Good news. Right now, anything that could even vaguely resemble good news sounded like a godsend. "Hit me," I croak, forcing a smile. Her own smile is positively radiant. "Jaxson called this morning. He and the guys decided against moving to LA. They're going to stay here in New York!"

Suzanne and Anna stood silently, watching as Sarah pressed a soft kiss to her daughter's forehead, whispering apologies between quiet sobs. After a few moments, Anna stepped forward. "It’s time." Sarah hesitated but nodded, reluctantly passing the little girl back to Anna. Anna adjusted her hold and looked at Sarah. "I hope you find a way to live with your choices." Anna turned back to Suzanne. "I’m taking her back to New York. She has a future there." Suzanne nodded, understanding. "Take care of her." Anna gave a small smile. "I will. And I’ll see you soon."

he whispered, "do it with truth on your lips." "I'm leaving," I breathed. "But I loved you once." He stared at me like I'd struck him. Then let me go. And this time, he didn't chase. I knew my freedom still wasn't guaranteed anyway. * The city swallowed me whole. I ran until my lungs burned, the duffel slamming against my back, sneakers slapping wet pavement. The night was damp and pulsing with distant sirens. New York never slept, and tonight, neither would I.

Lucius waved at me from across the garden, holding our pup in his arms. I smiled, then dropped the pink dress and the card into the trash. A new life shouldn’t be tethered to the past. The brave keep walking forward. No looking back.

What they needed children for… I didn’t even want to imagine. I noticed that every prisoner coming out held a small, filled pouch and clutched it to their chest like something incredibly precious. All in all, several dozen people came out, along with a few servants. We led them farther away to a hidden, safe place and waited for the guardians. An hour passed with still no sign of the guys. More people came out. When I finally decided to go scout for them, we heard the sound of a massive explosion. A powerful shockwave swept through us, knocking several people to the ground. In the direction of the house, we saw a huge bright flash—and then everything fell silent.

If Jason's escaped and Margaret's involved somehow, our children are at risk. We go now, we handle this, then we come back and finish our honeymoon properly." Within two hours, we were airborne, leaving the Maldives behind for whatever crisis awaited in New York. Emily sat beside me reviewing security protocols on her tablet, already planning response strategies. "You're not surprised," I observed. "Jason escaping, I mean. You expected something like this." "I expected Margaret wouldn't let things end with her imprisonment," Emily corrected.

Not only that, they forced me to stay in a dingy, windowless basement apartment and saddled me with massive debt, leaving me to be beaten by loan sharks on a daily basis. Now, the comments were telling me that the person the three women loved most was me. All I could do was find that funny. Ignoring the comments, I stuck my head through the noose and kicked the stool away, allowing an overwhelming sense of suffocation to wash over me. Before my eyes appeared Mom and Dad's loving smiles. How nice. I was finally going home. "Don't worry, everyone! Elena is on her way! She might have a sharp tongue, but she'll save Daniel in the end."

Larry stared at the form on his desk. He was just about to take a closer look when someone rushed into his office at that moment. "Alpha! Something terrible just happened at the Northern Trade Center!" It was his Beta, Brock Tanner. His voice sounded very urgent. "Some Rogues broke into the trade center with silverdust bombs. The patrol guards have already sealed off the perimeter, but there are still pack members inside who didn't manage to evacuate in time." Larry shot to his feet without any time to look at the form, grabbed his coat, and left.

HELENA The night was cold; there was nothing under the concrete floor. The chains dug on my wrists and ankles that I was taken back to the day I escaped the palace. I had burnt wounds back then and I was sure I wouldn’t survive. Today I was in the cold palace, four days had passed without eating or drinking anything.