Ms. Escape: Marrying To Run, Fighting To Rise Novels & Stories

A replication of my parents' passionless union, raising children in a world devoid of authentic emotion and connection? I've experienced firsthand what life could be—I've felt it with Zephyra. She wasn't a mirage; she was real, and I had her until I let her slip away. Memories of her touch, her laughter, her comforting presence flood my mind, reminding me of the completeness she brought into my life. With her, every hollow part of me found fulfillment, and for the first time in ages, I felt whole. She enriched my existence, and I yearn to be the man who can reciprocate that for her. I must be that man. My attention shifts back to Scottie, and I realize I can't continue down this path. I shak

Without hesitation, I hopped into his car. I need her now. I'm thankful for having her. "Sorry if I'm late for your wedding. But I'm thankful because I wouldn't gain anything if I were on time since you're apparently a runaway bride. Haha, my tardiness still worked out perfectly because I saw you running like a fool in a wedding gown. Haha. You still look beautiful even as a runaway bride," he rambled on, thoroughly amused by my actions. I responded with a grateful smile.

“So what do you say, Mr. Mason? Do we have a deal?” Of course they couldn’t resist. That day solidified my sweet Marissa’s fate. Her parents may have hoped to repay me but instead their debt grew to unimaginable proportions. They may even have thought that they could give their own lives when it was time. But cowards like them always look for an escape. When it was time to pay up they tried to run away.

'You will never be worthy of any other man' 'You are a waste of space and air' 'Just kill yourself already' 'How can anyone love someone as ugly as you?' 'you will never find a man as good as me' All the pain came flooding back, 'I can never escape my past, I will never be able to escape him"

She looked at her husband, and he winked. “Viel is big now. Can we make his playmate, Sweetheart?” Vale said in mischief. Einille heartily laughed, “Why not! I would love that.” They giggled together. Yes, after all that happened. This was their beautiful escape. THE END

Marsha's fingers tightened their grip on the wall, seeking its support to steady her movement. With each step, her breath came faster, and the sound of her heartbeat was deafening. She could feel the rush of blood in her veins as if her body was reminding her of its vulnerability. Despite the tension, Marsha's determination to escape the slave establishment propelled her forward. One step at a time, she urged herself her eyes focused on the landing above.

Escape! That is all Adira could think as she races into the street with tears streaming down her face. She has no idea where she is running to, nor does she care. All she wants is to outrun her pain. To escape the sight of her mate and the deputy. To escape the deputy’s smug look. It hurts so bad, Adira moans, clutching her chest, as she stops running in the middle of the street. Ah! She screams her pain loudly into the street, her body bent forward as she wails.

Danica demanded as Marie began unlocking her cell. "Of course, I'm here to finish you off." Marie responded stepping into the cell with Danica. Looking around Danica tried to find a way of escape as Marie made her way towards her. The only way was going past Marie and in her weakened state Danica wasn't sure if she would be able to overpower the harpie and escape. "You can try all you want." Marie laughed. "But you won't be able to get out of here alive." Instead of speaking Danica sucked in a sharp breath as she surged forward, determined to take Marie down so that she could attempt to escape.

Alisha replied, trying to sound casual despite her nervousness. Maya hesitated for a moment before speaking. “I couldn't help but notice that you seem a bit lost. Is everything okay? Like, why did you run away from your marriage?” Alisha felt a lump form in her throat. How could she explain the mess that was her life right now? But she couldn't keep everything bottled up anymore. “It was a forced marriage,” Alisha admitted, her voice barely above a whisper. “I ran away without taking anything with me, no money, no place to go.”

"Bye bye, Mommy." Nathan remained obediently in Francis' arms. Though his eyes were filled with a deep reluctance, he still waved his hands like the sensible child he was. A trace of heartache flashed across the woman's eyes. She turned resolutely and left. The reporters were gathered around the exit. When they spotted the elegant woman saunter out, they lunged forward. They appeared to be a pack of hungry wolves that was given a piece of fresh meat. "Ms. Meadows, why have you decided to return despite your fame in Meriscape?"