Prisoner Invincible Novels & Stories

The woman abruptly stopped coughing and turned her head to look at the source of that voice, only to discover the guy she had trusted her whole life approaching her. "Keres..." She whispered weakly. The guy, the one responsible for the devastation engulfing this nation, and the only reason she is still alive. Her captor. Valorian Keres Joaquim, the crown prince of the kingdom himself. Amerie saw Keres' real nature despite his golden-threaded hair, sky-blue eyes, and angelic features. How could she not? She had been with him for ten years, unable to support anybody other than him. "Aren't you proud of my feat, watching the performance from the finest seat in the house?"

That man could be-could definitely be punished if caught helping a prisoner escape by telling her where the main door was. "Take her back to the room!" said Damian. And one of his subordinates who was as big as Damian approached Selena and immediately grabbed Selena's body onto one of his shoulders. He carried Selena like a potato sack. Selena was shocked and tried to rebel. "Hey, hey! Put me down! I can walk on my own! Hey!" screamed Selena as the man walked after Damian while carrying her. Arriving in the hallway of her room, a well-dressed woman leaned against one of the walls as she watched Damian's arrival. A smile was etched on her lips at the sight of Damian. Merry.

The police arrested me soon after. Zoey kicked me hard, sending me crashing to the ground. "Ronald inhaled smoke and he's still being treated in the hospital! How could you be this vicious? You were trying to burn him alive! "Just wait. This time, I absolutely won't let you off." The day I was sentenced, Zoey publicly announced her support for Ronald as the heir to the Goldman family. From that moment on, I had nothing left. For three years in prison, I slept beside the toilets. They shoved my head into toilet water and forced me to drink it. The inmates beat me, humiliated me, treated me worse than an animal.

"No! I'll make her suffer more, crawling on me, begging for mercy!" The man in front of Melvin could only shake his head. Perhaps the man thought that if Melvin was a demon incarnate in the world, how could he torture a beautiful girl like Danas? "Don't treat a woman like that. You'll get your comeuppance from God, Melvin. Your wife is beautiful, a designer, independent again!" "Shut up, I don't want to listen to your judgment about that woman!" "If you don't want to, just give it to me."

I state turning around he grabs my arm roughly as an audience fills the halls. "Let me go!" I exclaim, then the next thing I see is him falling back him holding his nose that's bleeding. "Did you hear the lady she said no" I hear a deep masculine voice I look up to see Jace as he stands there towering over the weasel on the ground.

I said, “The dangerous part has past and we are the last man standing. No one has the fix except for us.” “You don’t get it. The prison is under investigation.” He said, “We can`t afford to be caught.” “Can`t you see that this is it?” I said, “This is the chance to make our plan work. You are going to be the prison commander and you are going to get me out of here in parole.” “Listen to yourself, Mastermind. None of what you say makes sense.” “It will make sense, one day.” I said, “For now, go get the staff from the supplier. The inmates need their medication to ease their pain.”

She knew better than to converse with prisoners, especially those held in such dungeons. “Wait,” he stopped her. “Please,” his voice held compelling pain. “Help me” “I have no business here” she said against her better judgement. “Only high rated criminals are subjected to such dungeons” “I'm innocent” he beseeched. “I've done nothing wrong!” His arm rattled the chains “If you don't help me, they'll kill me” Nevaeh knew she should go, but a small curious part of her kept her feet rooted to the spot. The man's words hammered heavy like the truth, but that was not a guarantee. Most criminals would say anything to save their skin, and yet-

"Like coming after us themselves?" I looked at him. "Victor is in prison. He can't come after us." "Victor has money. Victor has connections. Victor could walk out of prison tomorrow if he wanted to. Guards can be bought. Judges can be bribed. Witnesses can be silenced." "He wouldn't. He's too proud. He wants to be released. He wants to be vindicated. He wants the world to know that he was right and everyone else was wrong." "And if he can't be?"

Violet was impressed that she was being really nice to someone that didn't deserve. "He said that you are his prisoner, but we all have to treat you nicely. But don't get happy too soon. He asked the guards to keep a close eye on you, so… If I were you I wouldn't try anything. We have orders to put you in the dungeon again if that happens." Violet nodded in silent. "You know, Jack is a very nice guy. He helps everyone and saved a lot of us. I really don't get why you'd want to kill him."

Chapter 2 "Thanks Artie." I smile at Aurther the head chef of the prison, a gentle giant of a man who got stuck here after killing a man in self defense. Everyone loves him. He is friendly, polite and always helping those that don’t cause him any trouble. The best part is if you are kind to him and help him in the kitchen, then you’ll earn extra desert in this hell hole. “Not a problem Alli Cat. Also, take this.” Holding out a cupcake to me, I quickly reach over and receive the treat and place it onto my tray, my necklace slipping out from under the collar of my shirt and catching the light.