The Escape Room Book Novels & Stories

Larry stared at the form on his desk. He was just about to take a closer look when someone rushed into his office at that moment. "Alpha! Something terrible just happened at the Northern Trade Center!" It was his Beta, Brock Tanner. His voice sounded very urgent. "Some Rogues broke into the trade center with silverdust bombs. The patrol guards have already sealed off the perimeter, but there are still pack members inside who didn't manage to evacuate in time." Larry shot to his feet without any time to look at the form, grabbed his coat, and left.

Julian shook his head. "You come too." Marcus smiled. "I can't." "If they don't find resistance..." "They'll know you've escaped." Julian understood. His oldest friend was volunteering to stay behind. To buy them time. Julian gripped Marcus's forearm. "You get out." "I'll do my best." --- The bookcase began sliding closed. Just before it sealed completely— The office doors exploded inward. Smoke filled the room. Dark figures rushed through the breach. Marcus opened fire. The hidden passage plunged into darkness as the bookcase locked shut.

The only obstacle was crossing a river. Eve stared at me, her eyes full of helplessness. "But I don’t know how to swim." I lowered my gaze and whispered, "I’ve hidden a small boat in the cornfield. When the lantern ceremony begins the day after tomorrow, we’ll sneak away and escape." The old fishing boat had been discarded by a fisherman in the village, left abandoned in the fields. I had secretly repaired it and stashed it in the cornfield when no one was watching. Eve’s eyes lit up.

She went to the book case and pulled out a book that had a rose patterned spine with no author and heard something click at the far end. She decided to check out the source of the noise...When she reached the far end of the huge book case she found nothing and when she turned around she saw a dim light seeping through the fire place. Apart from the gnawing gut feeling not go inside, her curiosity got the better of her. She pushed the door open went inside , thought of turning around and going home ,but the door shut immediately making her wish she hadn't gone inside. Slipping off her heels for fear of tripping and rolling down the stairs she continued to go down the tunnel and made it to a r

The three of them walked towards the elevator with their thoughts in their mind. Just when they were about to board the elevator, a commotion started. The fire alarm was turned on. Everyone started panicking. Helpless shout were heard as people were trying to escape the danger. Jane and her girls also panicked. Lisa was already holding Jane’s hand in fear. “What should we do? Where is the escape room?” Lisa said to Ivy, who seems to be looking around. “It’s this way. Let’s follow here.” Ivy immediately pointed at a narrow hallway. With the commotion that broke out because of the fire alarm, Lisa and Jane didn’t think much. They followed behind Ivy, trying to save their lives.

No seeds here, but she had words. “The Book!” June cracked open her blank Golden Book. “Dante, give me your hand. We’re writing our own way out!” She bit her finger. Blood welled up and she used it as ink. Not a recipe for bread—a recipe for Escape. INGREDIENTS: Two souls who refuse to be deleted. One mountain of forgotten dreams. As her blood hit the page, the paper mountain rumbled. Books shot into the air, stacking together, spinning into a staircase that soared up to the vent.

A sign above the door read Shadow Maze: Games & Escapes in glowing red letters that seemed to flicker with a mind of their own. Inside, the air buzzed with electronic hums and the laughter of a few early visitors. There were glowing arcade cabinets lining the walls, VR stations, and a wide circular area in the center labeled “Escape the Curse.” It was darker here, dim lights guiding our way like breadcrumbs into shadowy corners. Lucien turned toward me. “This way,” he said, pointing to a door that opened into a private two-player escape room. I followed, alert. The room we entered was styled like a haunted library, full of dusty bookshelves, fog machines, and mysterious riddles scrawled on p

“The prophecy, Alveric Valentine, find him…he will help. H- Before my father could continue, he began to violently cough up blood, then his body grew limp. I unchained him from the wall and gently placed him on the floor. Adelina will pay for what she has done. For now, I needed to get out of here. I quickly exited the room and tried to find an exit from this place. Before I could continue panicking about finding a way to escape, I grabbed a few books from the bookshelf. Maybe this could help me find some more answers. I looked around the room but found nothing that could lead me to a way to get out of this place. There has to be another way! I began to look through the bookshelf some more a

But then, near the end, I found something that made my heart leap: "I've discovered a way out. A secret passage, hidden behind the third bookshelf from the left. If you're reading this and you're trapped here like I was, please, use it. Escape. Don't let him win." I nearly cried with relief. A way out! I raced to the bookshelf Melissa had described, running my hands along the edges, searching for any kind of latch or switch. For a terrifying moment, I thought maybe Dante had discovered and sealed it. But then—there! A small, almost imperceptible catch. The bookshelf swung open with a groan, revealing a dark, narrow passage beyond. I didn't hesitate. I grabbed Melissa's journal—I couldn't bea

I just need to stall until Alessio gets here. “Go.” He pushes me forward. I can feel the blood leaving a sticky trail down my neck and starting to soak my shirt. We head into my office and I dig in my desk draw for a key to a box hidden in my book shelf and take a key for my panic room. “This is taking too long.” He presses the knife so far into my skin I’m surprised he hasn’t hit the artery. We head downstairs and I’m so lightheaded from the loss of blood that I almost collapse but the man holds me up as we hurry down the stairs.