The Escape Baldacci Novels & Stories

"You don't have to feel guilty. Who would have guessed that we would see a dead body in the river? It was a cold night, everyone really wouldn't have expected that. And about you being kidnapped, that was also an accident. Ethan was just hit, he's fine. Right, Ethan?" It wasn't a small blow, Ethan wanted to protest. But what he did was Ethan smiled reluctantly. He nodded his head, agreeing with Uncle Chuck's opinion to make Alicia comfortable. "I'm fine, my head is hard as a rock and you can hit it a few times." "That sounds like an exaggeration, Ethan," Alicia said, rolling her eyes lazily. Alicia crossed her arms over her chest, looking at the two men before her in turn. "But I'm serious a

Looking at the passage of time bit by bit, he don't know why, he felt that the time passed really slowly. He took a bunch of flowers and started to go to pick up Ada Wood when his mobile phone rang. Looking at the strange number, Adair Carter was dazed for a moment, and finally answered the phone. After the phone was connected, a soft male voice came from the phone, "Mr. Carter, you are all right." It’s Bard Hunter's voice, Adair want to hang up the phone, but he stopped. "Don't hang up in a hurry. I'll call you. I just want to tell you that Wendy Smith escaped from prison when she saw the news that you and Ada Wood got married. Before she escaped, she kept saying that she wanted to revenge

Lirael's POV Standing on the balcony, penthouse lights casting a sterile glow, I clutch the whiskey glass, its coldness seeping into my palm. The cityscape sprawls before me, Wright Plaza a distant echo of the night Nathan delivered the news of Dad's arrest. Just like then, the lights burn bright in his office, a beacon of the relentless pursuit we share. A gnawing doubt coils in my gut. Is this the life we craved? The endless nights, the relentless climb, the hollowness that success seems to have wrought? We, the privileged sons, have everything at our fingertips, yet nothing that truly satisfies.

He clambered down from the bed and put on his pants. Triana sat up and drew the blanket over her body. She frowned as she watched Blaze go out of the room. "What is the matter?" Blaze asked, closing the door behind him. Gayle's worried expression made him frown harder. "Alma escaped," Gayle murmured dejectedly. "What?” Blaze exclaimed. “How?"

With trembling hands, I pulled out my phone and called my brother, Francis Haywood, the Alpha of the Blue Moon Pack. I whispered weakly, "Francis, come get me. I want to go home."

Once he was gone, I turned to her again. “Amara… do you know any such place? Anything that comes to mind. You worked with Nico with Alessandro. You knew them both better than anyone. Could there be something we’ve missed?” Amara studied me for a long moment, then took my phone when I held it out and scrolled through the Caelian sent me of all the possible hideouts the Baldocchi have. Her brow furrowed as she read, her silence stretching long enough for my heart to start hammering. Finally, she set the phone down and looked up, regret softening her eyes.

As Fabrico is about to enter into the car, Leon comes rushing back to us, a look of disaster on his face. "What?" Fabrico questions him. "I just got a call from the security team....Blake has escaped from the Asylum" he pants and my eyes widened, my heart beating fast, as I come down from the car again, gripping Fabricos hand. THE END ...... There's going to be a book Two so watch out. Xoxo

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."

"Amelia—are you hurt?" I shook my head, keeping my grip tight on the struggling woman beneath me. "I'm fine. But he's gone." The others circled around us, breathing hard, clothes torn and bloody. Jasper had escaped again—but we had her. The imposter. The one who'd poisoned me, manipulated me, nearly destroyed everything. And now, she was going to give us answers.