Prisoner Mark Invincible Novels & Stories

Lena's stomach twisted into knots, the thought of it, the bond still connecting her and all of these other poor women to that murderous monster made her feel dirty, what Kate had been through was beyond words, he actually made her fall in love with him before marking and betraying her, she was so young. Kate's hands trembled as she added one last thing to her monologue "He doesn't need us marked to own us, it's not like we can leave, we are his whether we like it or not...But when he touches Ally or Lorna, it burns, the pain, I can't even describe...You will feel it, we all do, when he's with one of us, he betrays the others mark...And we suffer whether we are the one chosen for the night or

“Mark? Your cousin?” Evelyn nodded repeatedly. “Yes. He had texted me and then I called him to confirm. He said he knew something about his drug business. He wanted to help so that Zach stays in prison. Even if there’s no evidence for other charges, drug trafficking can have him locked away for years.” “Are you sure we can trust him?” Damian asked, his brows knitting. This Mark guy didn’t hesitate to sell her off, he wondered why she was willing to trust him so easily.

Before she could complete her words, I threw a full glass of bear on her face interrupting her bitchy talks. "Woah. That was... Quick." Tristan chuckled. Mark strode towards us confusingly and looked at his fling. "If you don't want me to kill this shiny clone, then get her out of my view. She is ruining my sight." I said, controlling my rage. Bloody bitch! Mark got angry and grabbed her arm. He pushed her towards another man who took her from there. "I apologise, she is annoying sometimes. Anyways your captive is held in the dungeon. My best men found him guilty as he was on the brink of leaving the country when you contacted me." He told me.

" None of this is funny. You can't torture men just because I went on a date with them. He didn't even know I was someone's wife." " So you rescued him? " He scoffed and stared at me with disappointment in his eyes. He could be disappointed all he wanted. Mark was safe and that was all that mattered. " Yes. You're so heartless. This is a human life we are talking about. " I tried to reason with him but the look on his face told me he wasn't there with me. " He knew exactly who you were. He is a Russian mob spy. They're closing in on our territory. They want to take over from us. "

Eventually, I couldn't keep myself awake, and darkness overcame me. It's now been a full week since I've been down here in the dungeon and today is my birthday. My scars are healing up slowly thankfully. My mom has not come back. My brother comes back now and then to hit/kick/slap/burn or whatever he needs to do to let off his pent-up anger. The guy in the cell next to me has been nice. He listens to me when I do talk, but even then, I don't have much to say. Instead, he allowed me to listen to him. Turns out his name is Mark, and he was captured and jailed for hiding money from the alpha to keep the money to feed his family. He told me how the alpha would bring his fated mate to the dungeon

Alexander explained briefly and the prince nodded his head in understanding. "What do you think about freeing other prisoners?"Alexander asked with a raised brow. "That's not a good idea."Alexander shook his head in denial. "There are some who will never change no matter what.That's a risky decision,what if one of them stabs you in the back while you're busy running?" The Beta asked with a raised brow as they walked hurriedly towards the thick forest. "Don't forget some of them are angry at you because you put them in the dungeon."Alexander tried to reason out and the prince nodded his head while giving it a deep thought.

” “Well, even if we believe in Adam's hypothesis, are we not capable of diverting everyone from this tradition?” “Sir, we can ignore it, we can take all kinds of information from it in our own way, but what will we ignore?? We don't even know our questions, we'll get two or four prisoners at most and some stock, but blue me sir, and this mission is much bigger than we think.” After somehow convincing his senior officer, Mark reached Istanbul on the next flight from Germany.

I even heard that she has become insane and was transfered to a special mental facility where she was under surveillance twenty four seven and now she's like a soulless body only living for the drugs injected in her body. I guess that's why they say - Do things that make you happy within the confines of the law. Mark on the other hand, died. Apparently, he was a drug addict and the drugs were already affecting his immune system and since he couldn't no longer take them in prison, his health deteriorated and he ended up kicking the bucket. I sighed heavily as I was lost in thought until I heard my name being called, well, not my name technically. "Mama!" I heard Declan yell loudly and I was j

The air smelled like sweat, steel, and that thick disinfectant they pretend makes this place clean. Mark was already standing outside his cell, rubbing a hand over his face. Mark—the closest thing I had to a friend in this place. He was in for financial fraud. Two hundred thousand dollars stolen from the government because he was desperate to feed a daughter and a pregnant wife. He hadn’t seen them in two years. And I couldn't imagine how hard that must have been for him. He carried that guilt like a chain around his neck, but he smiled more than anyone else here. Maybe that was how he survived.

I managed to calm my nerves, channeling that inner peace within me. "Are you ready for this? In no time, they will be calling." When Mark says They, my balls start to shake and quiver. Those are criminals. Notorious evil criminals, and here I'm trying to be Superman. Mark finishes the secret wiring for contact in my body. His radio beeps. Mark clicks the button abruptly, "Officer, any update?" "Yes, captain, one of the hostage-takers is ready to speak with you." "Okay, put me in."