Great Escape By Cinema Staff Novels & Stories

“You don’t have to keep it if it’s weird.” “It’s not weird. It’s beautiful. Thank you, Priya.” The rest of the event held. People still cried. People still told me they loved the movie, loved the live, loved that I had shown up at all. I smiled until my face hurt and drank the water Maya kept putting in my hand. When the last group was cleared and staff began breaking down the barriers, Rafael touched my elbow once. “Exit’s clear. We go now.”

Breaking Free-- An emotional novel about a young expecting mother trying to break free from the pain of her past, while being on the run from her abusive ex. While running from danger, with nothing in hand, Katie bumps into handsome navy seal, Kaleb Song, who promises on his soul to protect the woman and her unborn child from any endangerment that is lurking around the corner. Will Katie break free from the pain and fear that her ex caused her, so that she would be able to trust and fall in love again?

All of you, help me…" Lindsay and I had duped the man into making this video by enticing him with our company stocks. … The Pendragons raced to the villa with their bodyguards and cried out, "We have to leave! We're running out of time! Open the door!" We opened the first-floor window. "The company is going under!" Zagreus shouted. "We have to escape to another country, and fast! Come on, bring Lindsay with you!" I smiled. Zion froze, holding his brother's hand as special ops surrounded them.

The credits begin to roll, the screen turning white and throwing the auditorium into sudden, harsh relief. They freeze. Selene slides off him with a speed born of panic, smoothing her skirt down and adjusting her top in one fluid motion. CK tucks himself away, the zipper sound suppressed by the swelling orchestral theme of the credits. They sit there for a long minute, breathing hard, their faces flushed and damp with sweat, pretending to be deeply moved by the scrolling names of the gaffers and best boys. The theatre empties with agonizing slowness. They wait until the very last patron—an old man shuffling with a cane—disappears through the heavy double doors.

She was breathless, her eyes darting nervously toward the window. "Aurea, we have to move," Rita whispered, rushing over and grabbing my shoulders. Her grip was tight, “The brothers are out. They had some urgent business at the company, but they’ll be back by dawn. We have a few hours, at most. This is your only chance." Rita turned toward my closet, frantically mapping out the route aloud. "The delivery car left the back gate unlocked for another twenty minutes. If I can distract the courtyard guards for just ninety seconds, you can slip through the hedge maze and—"

The deadline for the marriage registration has now expired. "Mission failed. "The elimination program will be activated. "Counting down. 48 hours left." The next instant, Samantha set her camera down and looked at me. "Nat, why won't you smile? You're the prettiest today!" She swept her gaze around and finally fathomed the situation. Her voice was trembling as she asked, "Nat… did you find out about everything?" I forced a bitter smile with red-rimmed eyes. Samantha raised her arm and threw the camera at Charles.

"What the hell can't you see that I am busy?" The huge guy who looked like a sumo wrestler replied with an accent Cleo couldn't identify. He was not South African and Cleo wanted to cry. What the hell did she just hear and what did they do to the guy she heard screaming? "Sorry Sir .We thought we heard someone running. They might have heard something they shouldn't have. Nico is fine I made sure of it. "

Smirking nastily, the man walks out of the room. “Sit tight, ladies,” Sakal says to us. “We leave in a couple of hours. I suggest you give some serious thought to your future behavior. I doubt your upcoming masters will appreciate disobedience, although… some do enjoy breaking people — that’s a special kind of pleasure,” he adds with a knowing grin, and leaves, locking the door. I must admit, after the bastards left, we let our emotions out. Tears ran down our faces on their own, and hugging each other, we cried for about an hour.

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."

Ian pushed all his chips forward, then pointed at Helen. "Well? You calling?" Tears slid down from Helen's face to her legs. The sight made the men in the room swallow hard. My fists clenched in fury. I shoved my last chips forward. "Ian, let's end this. One final bet. Life or death." I threw a gun onto the table. "We'll raise the stakes. Our legs. Whoever loses walks away crippled. You in?" They burst out laughing. "Idiot. As if you get to set the terms."