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

“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.”

We would not throw away our last ounce of dignity for a sliver of pity disguised as guilt. I rushed into the forest and found the herbs that contained the antidote before feeding them to Noah. Fortunately, the dose was quite small. The medicine worked quickly, and Noah regained his strength. Silas had signed my application to leave the pack, and Alexander signed the agreement terminating our mate bond. There was nothing left to hold us back. I shifted into my wolf and let Noah climb onto my back. Then, I bolted away like a streak of silver lightning and raced out of the Red Falls Pack's territory.

She asked, "then why is he calling?" "I am not sure. Maybe he just can't see how important she is to him. But I can't wait around anymore. I need to move on," I answered. "Good. Block him. He and his pack are useless anyway," she said and I could only chuckle. I rested for a little while later. When I woke up, those who had gone into town for supplies had returned. "When we were in town, we heard words that Mason Mist is looking for his mate to be. The say she ran away on the day of the Marking Ritual," someone said and I paused. I was not the only one. Those in my pack knew they could only be talking about me.

Maren looked down at Mael, gently adjusting the wool blanket around his sleeping face. "But I knew I had more inside me," she whispered. "I could feel it. A warmth in my hands. A connection to the earth. I knew I was different. So, one night, when the pack was drunk on a full moon, I ran. Just like you are doing right now. I escaped into the Northern Wastes." She looked back up at me, her grey eyes piercing.