The Grand Duchess Escape Novels & Stories

Seconds later, the duke's attendant who was beside the duke forcefully blocked himself on the entrance of the carriage when all the people outside were also forcefully opening the door "Grindel, can you keep it hold while I find a way to escape from here. It seems like the shadow knights of the nobles came here to sabotage my plan as well as make the empire great again. They're corrupted to the core," "Yes my lord, I’m willing to offer my life to you," Though Ferius never heard what the last words Grindel had told him, instead Ferius looked for many openings to escape the scene with the people inside the carriage. After seeing some, he gently removed his hands from covering Aiden's ears and

the grand duke inquired, turning to the doctor who appeared anxious in his presence. "We will need to observe her first. While she doesn't have any visible external injuries, there may be internal damage," the doctor responded, avoiding direct eye contact with the grand duke. "Very well. You may go," the grand duke dismissed the doctor, who quickly left the room to escape the tense atmosphere. "Wake up, child," the grand duke whispered softly, gently stroking Elen's hair. It became clear that they would not be able to travel to Evreux until Elen had regained consciousness.

She was gone just like that. The room seemed to collectively exhale as the crushing tension finally released. It didn't vanish completely, but it dropped enough for Zariel to breathe normally again. She looked down at her left hand, where the new emerald-cut diamond caught the low lighting of the suite. Fragments of brilliant white light scattered across the fabric walls. It was beautiful, expensive, and deeply complicated. It was a trap disguised as a luxury asset. Or maybe it was a luxury asset disguised as a trap; she honestly wasn't sure anymore. "She'll go directly to Julian's office," Zariel said, her voice sounding much quieter now, more thoughtful and focused on the next moves.

Zara shouted. Alec nodded, firing more rounds. They chased Vivienne through dim corridors lined with ancestral portraits—faces staring down like silent judges. Finally, at a hidden elevator, Vivienne paused. “Show me mercy,” she whispered to Zara. Zara glared. “Mercy died the day you left me.” Vivienne bit her lip, pressing a button. The elevator doors closed, whisking her away as Zara and Alec pounded on the metal. “She escaped,” Zara panted. “Again.”

My mother dragged me out of my biological father's brutality, and I thought we had finally escaped. Then she married the Don of the Falcone family. The woman who once fought to protect me completely changed. To secure my stepfather's approval and coddle his beloved Sofia, she stood by and let them turn me into a servant in the house I was supposed to call home. Every time I pushed back, they pushed harder. Every time I begged to be seen, I was met with contempt. My biological father's fists left scars on my body. This family's marks went deeper—into my bones. So I stopped. If they never wanted me there, I would stop breaking myself for their hollow approval. I would take my own life back. In

Sooner or later, all criminals make mistakes. “Daisy, are you safe with Victor?” he asked. “Yes,” I replied. “He is here at my father’s estate with me. Why, has something else happened?” “I didn’t know it when you were here earlier, but my grandmother, Martha, escaped from my family’s home on Lycan Square this morning.” “Would she go to your office?” I asked. “She came here once last year after she drugged her nurse and escaped,” Andrew revealed. “Could she be the assailant who knocked out Moose?” I asked.

Regan said as he downed his drink in one gulp. Just then, the door to the office was banged open and a guard appeared. “Apologies, Alpha. There's urgent news you have to learn of.” The guard declared in a grave tone, anxiety boldly written on his face. “What is it?” Regan asked in a booming tone. “It..it's Duchess J…Jenna…” the guard stuttered. “What happened?” Regan boomed and sprang to his feet. The guard shivered, “She's escaped!” He announced fearfully.

“You are mistaken, poor lady. You are caged. And you can never escape.” Aurelia is about to leave when she hears that statement from an old woman behind her. She's surprised by her appearance. She turns her head to see her. The woman holds a stick to support her balance. Her clothing is dirty. Her hair is all white and her skin is dry. But what caught Aurelia is the pair of tantalizing eyes of the old lady. It screams youth and purity. “W-what do you mean by that?” she asks, hoping for an answer to the vague words uttered by the woman.

“What information do you have?" "They-they're helping her escape tomorrow. There’s a program in the college so, their using it as an advantage to flee. Roman is going to get her grandmother to the airport while Maya and Alecia are going to get her to the airport. They have fake passports and are disguising to the airport," With his stoic expression on his face, Chase twirled the pen between his fingers, staring into space with his lips pursed into a thin line. Absentmindedly, he hummed. "Hmmm,"

I’m too busy thinking about how I’m going to get from the bed and downstairs without breaking my neck. Mack’s suggestion to take me to the garden tempts me for a moment. Not because I’ll be getting fresh air, but because it would make escape easier if I was already outside. But then I catch sight of my gray duffel bag in the corner of the bedroom and I realize I can’t leave here without it. So, I have to make my escape from the bedroom. I can’t leave my clothes and all my cash behind because it’s all I have. It’s only mid-afternoon when my stomach grumbles and the urge to use the bathroom sneaks up on me that I realize I’m being stupid.