The Ones That Got Away Book Novels & Stories

This wasn’t a battle. It was an execution. They weren’t meant to escape. But they would. They had to. --- The Getaway Darwin spotted their only chance—a stolen car still running, its driver slumped over the wheel. He didn’t hesitate. “Get in!” Fiona dived into the back seat as Thalassa gunned the engine. The tires screeched as they tore down the alley, bullets ripping into the metal. “Where the hell do we go?” Marcus shouted. Darwin reloaded his gun. “Somewhere they can’t track us.”

When I tried to get into the car, she tried to open the door on the passenger's side. I snapped, "Stop. Could you just get off my back?" I had raised my voice a little. Jeannie froze with shock, though I saw her shoulders shaking. Seeing her like this annoyed me even more. "I know you're after my family's funds. Don't worry, the investment is still a going concern even if we don't marry. Happy now? If you are, go away." When she did not respond, I stepped on the gas and sped off. Those inside the private lounge of the bar, both familiar and unfamiliar, were discussing my running away from the wedding.

Engow blushed and left the cabin. In a flash, both their attentions was shifted to the ragged book on the hay. Cwena ran her hands softly over the book, trying to open it again. She tapped ever edge, and corner. She ran her fingers all over the book just like she'd done before but nothing happened. The book failed to open. “I guess Sir Oswic will have to answer our questions himself on Monday.” ** Chief Inspector Eallric Hancey's telephone went off.

The image of Gabriella leaving in an ambulance couldn't stop replaying in my head and I found out she got fired which I expected but secretly hoped would not happen. Mia hadn't stopped laughing and making uncomfortable comments about my sister but she shuts up when I snapped at her but not before asking me if I was oka and truthfully, I wasn't okay. Unfortunately for 'AT' they got disqualified and lost their second position to 'SOUL' fashion whilst 'ZARA' came third. "Gabrielle sweetie, we made it!" My mom's high pitched squeal breaks me out of my thoughts and I give her tight smile in response.

She sat on the chair on the other side of the table and brought out a pen. "The issue of property and business merger...." "My lawyer is on standby and will discuss everything with you" she said placing the card on the table. She quickly signed the documents and left. Outside she breathed a sigh in relief, she was finally free from that prison. She got into the car and drove off.

"Do you think I don't read or something? I'm actually fond of reading." "Well, it's a surprise that you like reading," Aria said. "But it's even more of a surprise that you like reading romance books! How come you like them?" "I just do," he shrugged his shoulders. "And this particular book caught my attention because it dives into partner abuse." "Yeah," Aria excitedly said. "I thought that it was going to be a typical love story, but once I reached the end, I got goosebumps after I realized what the title meant. It felt incomplete yet complete at the same time, you know?"

Even as I sat at my desk, I still wasn’t sure how I had managed to escape from his grasp. A coworker slid over to my side when she saw me. "Aren’t you supposed to be registering your marriage this afternoon? Did I see that wrong, or do you just love work that much?" I rubbed my temples and shrugged at her, too drained to explain. Another email sat in my inbox. It was from the same sender who had sent the chat logs. The message was simple. It contained a single candid photo of a woman in a white dress pulling a suitcase through the airport Along with it was a short note:

"Tell me, if I were to jump off the roof, would my body look ugly when it hits the ground? But you always said… you don’t like ugly women…" The wind howled through the phone. Shawn hesitated. At that moment, I shook off his hand, got into a taxi, and never looked back. Shawn froze for a split second. Then, as if possessed, he sprinted toward the car.

“Jane, I’ve already punished Ashley for you. She’ll spend the rest of her life in prison and will never bother you again! Even if you want the Roth Group, I can hand it over to you right now. Just turn back and look at me!” I cut him off. “Sean, give it up. I told you before. This is the end for us. I hope from now on that you’ll leave me alone.” I tossed out the words lightly, not sparing him another glance, and had security escort him out. The light in his eyes died instantly. He tried to chase after me, but the crowd swallowed him up. All he could do was watch as I walked farther and farther away. When the show ended, heavy rain poured down, washing away all the filth and ugliness.

" And so, we plotted and perfected our revenge late that night. Nelson sent me back home before dawn and took my phone away with him. Everything after that just fell neatly into place afterward. My thoughts then snapped back to the present. Delilah and Dakota were both arrested and taken away by the police, and the sirens gradually faded out of hearing outside the grand theater. The audience stood up and applauded me instead. The applause was no longer for Delilah's fake and hypocritical "model wife" persona anymore. Instead, it was for me, a strong person who had endured hell and fought back in dire straits, finally finding a new life for himself.