The Escape Artist Novels & Stories

"You cannot escape from us!" Knowing that escape was imperative, I grappled with the desperate uncertainty of how to outmaneuver them. A numbing sensation seemed to pervade my limbs, leaving me bereft of clear thought. My only recourse was to run, driven by a surge of adrenaline, even as tears blurred my vision. With a desperate swerve around a corner, my gaze fixated upon a diminutive window at the far end of the hallway. Recognizing the golden opportunity for freedom it presented, I propelled myself toward it, Harper and her accomplice mere steps behind me.

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.

“It kind of looks like an old picture theatre or something that has been converted because it’s tiered down to a catwalk at the front.” She sits up. “Okay.” “The stupid fuckwits pay one-hundred and ten-thousand dollars a year.” “What the hell? What are you donating? A fucking organ or something?” I laugh and shake my head. “Probably. She tried to get me to be an Escape girl.” “Escape girl?” She frowns. “It sounds weird when I to say it loud, but it didn’t sound so bad last night. There are twenty-four men and twenty-four Escape girls. The girls dress up and put on a fashion show in designer clothes—”

As I place my hands on the push-rims that are located on the wheels, Archer chuckles softly as he starts pushing me using the handles. Glancing at him over my right shoulder I gasp in surprise, his chuckle becomes a little a little louder at my shock. "Come on man, I know you can do this on your own but after all the shit you've had to put up with Kevin and his to dumb goons, you deserve a break and I'm willing to give you it. Please just this one time," he whispers the last part.

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.

A few songs in, an angry Charlie as he sees me sway my hips and grind against the guy, and a pissed off date of his, and my feet begin to hurt. "I'm going to take a break." I yell in the guys ear. "What?" He yells back, gesturing that he doesn't understand. " I need the bathroom. I'll be back." I yell again and he nods ok as he continues to dance away. "Yeah. Ok. I'll be here! Dancing away. Hurry back beautiful." He says as I walk away. The bathrooms downstairs are always pact. I would probably piss on myself if I wait for my turn. Luckily, there's a restroom upstairs rarely anyone knows about, so I make my way there and sigh in relief as I empty my bladder from the drinks I had while dancin

“It was awe full, as usual, doing business with you Tony. But it’s time for me to go. And, just so you know exactly who has the power here, if you lap dogs leave a mark on me, I won’t supply you anymore. Have a nice evening. But, I hope, you fall, in a ditch.” “Now!” He booms. The men all lunge towards me. Good thing a know this building inside out and back to front. I simply jump out the window. I land on the balcony a level down. My feet tingle on impact. I break the glass and climb through that window. Once I’m back inside, I run through the empty trade floor and sprint down to the underground level. Once there a take my pick of the cars. Tony’s shiny black Audi is sitting unprotected. I

He tried to escape several times, but the security was very tight. @Death Wish

I just need to deliver this briefcase to someone whose name is Mariano Cardoza, after I deliver this briefcase then it's the perfect time for me to execute my plan. Run and Escape.

One thing is for sure, he is a savage. Arrogant Savage. The secret roads have tons of high-tech disguises that camouflage the pathway to wherever we're going. I am very familiar on how to disengage this, enough to confuse them for about fifteen minutes. He is showing me or more like challenging me to try to get out of this illusion maze. This is a mistake on his part in underestimating my capabilities. I happen to train under Astor, who's the creator of this old security technique. The wheels in my head are turning to hatch a plan and I'm now looking at the tools I can use for my escape.