The Heiress Revived From The 5-year Torture Novels & Stories

while he went for reinforcements, but I knew I would be dead long before he returned. They didn’t kill me though, as you well know. Instead they paralyzed me, and took me back to their dungeons. I’m sure you remember why” I shuddered at the memory of that day, “I must have been down there for days, weeks maybe I don’t remember. I had not long met Christophers mother, Valerie. She was all I got had to keep me going while I was in that dungeon. They starved me, tortured me every day, I was only allowed the smallest drops of water every now and then, just enough to keep me alive. I just remember one day a strange woman coming to see me, she spat on me. She was very severe looking, like she had

The agony was so intense that it felt like every nerve in my body was on fire. I was probably about to die. And it was at that moment that I finally remembered who it was that tied me up in that abandoned building that day. The footage on the screen grew clearer and clearer. On the monitor, Jean was dressed in an exquisite, luxurious dress. In contrast, I was a filthy mess from head to toe, covered in dust and grime. She held an electric baton and gave me a vicious smile. "Repeat after me. 'I killed Jean Shore.'"

Thankfully, the doctor, fearing that she would get lost, had told her the exact location of the torture chamber, meaning she could reduce her chances of getting captured… Shaking her head, she stealthily, and carefully, made her way down into the basement, moving from one room to the next… and eventually, she saw him. Lying on the ground in tattered clothes and bloody wounds… was Root…! No wonder Revon had refused to bring him to her! He had been tortured this badly…! After fighting the urge to burn the entire organization down, she took a deep breath before forcing herself to take a closer look at Root’s severe wounds… This wasn’t good… With how bad his injuries were, one wrong move would d

The princess that was brought back to life by her clan in the past was also properly cared for, and her body was even placed in a coffin made up of ten thousand year old ice jade from the depths of the northern lands. Even then, the princess’ life was still shortened after being revived due to the long years of her body and soul being apart to each other. But, Asha is confident that no matter how many years passed, the preservation method she did by using the blood as medium is perfect, and reviving Priestess Eva with the moon crystal would be a sure deal. Soran’s eyes widened at the mention of Priestess Eva. He has been focused only on ensuring to bring Asha back to life that he did not pay

Your woman must be so proud of you," she whispered softly before returning back inside. ***** Meanwhile, Lyriel sat quietly at the table, absentmindedly peeling an apple. Her phone suddenly vibrated. She quickly grabbed it, expecting Damien. She’d already seen the news about Gilbert taking over the Cruz Empire, so she thought he might call. But it wasn’t Damien. It was a message from an unknown number. Her brows furrowed as she tapped the screen. A single image loaded...a chest with a familiar tattoo. Her heart skipped and her hand trembled slightly. Before she could process it, another message appeared. "Aren’t you looking for the one who killed your parents? He’s alive and well… If you’re

A snide voice came from behind me. “After all, Mr. Harlow has spent the last three days publicly declaring in the media that he’s breaking off the engagement with the Grant family.” I stopped my assistant, Emily, from speaking up in my defense. The situation was far more complicated than a broken engagement. This was the year Victor, during a rural inspection trip, had a car accident and fell off a cliff. He was saved by a young village girl. The girl was delicate and beautiful. In her panic to save him, she accidentally consumed a poisonous herb and lost her voice.

“But right now, the gallery is fully booked. If you had brought this to me a week ago, I would have agreed without hesitation.” A lump formed in my throat. A week ago? If only I had known. If only I had acted faster, moved quicker, been one step ahead instead of drowning in my own hesitation. Delaware exhaled, leaning back slightly as if trying to soften the blow. “At the moment, Hillman has booked a three-week convention to showcase the missing pieces of Hilther—treasures from the ancient times. We’re swamped, Darla.” Hillman. Of course.

She had helped him revive the company when it was failing, even if he couldn't explain how she was able to do it. Bella walked quietly behind Allison and struck the transparent glass table in the room on her head. “Hell would be a promotion for someone like you.” She pouted angrily. Charles hurriedly grabbed her phone from her before she slowly landed on the floor hitting her head on the tiled ground. Allison felt a sharp pain like a searing hot knife slicing through her skull. She felt something wet oozing out at the back of her head, she couldn't even raise a finger to feel what it was.

"You’re getting predictable, Iris. If you can’t find a real scandal, you try to manufacture one." The caption was a veiled threat: Does the 'virtuous' heiress know her secret meetings are being watched? Mother wouldn't be pleased to know where you’ve really been. Evelyn didn't delete it. Instead, she felt a familiar, cold prickle at the back of her neck. It wasn't the email. It was her body. The three years in the damp, lightless cells of the outskirts had left a permanent mark on her constitution. Every few weeks, a sudden, bone-chilling fever would take hold, a remnant of the untreated pneumonia that had nearly claimed her life.

“You call this this imprisonment saving?” Vera’s smile widened. “She was dying. You know that, don’t you? In your first life, Calla never lived past twenty. Her condition was irreversible.” Elena stiffened. She did know. That timeline’s grief had carved itself into her. Vera continued, voice silky. “So I intervened. I brought her into Project Rebirth. I gave her a second chance.” “You didn’t give her anything,” Elena snapped. “You stole her. You used her!”