The Prisoner: A Novel Novels & Stories

"The prisoner is in interrogation room one." "Thanks, Lucky." Daniel muttered as he passed the man, walking unhurriedly to the door in question. Sure enough, the man that they had apprehended was sat in the small airless space, wrists cuffed to a bar that was welded to the surface of the table. The scent of werewolf was stronger now. The suppressor had nearly worn off and Simone had given the prisoner an antidote to reverse the strange concoction that had prevented the wolf from shifting and healing. Even now the male was still struggling. His arm that Eva had crushed was still bandaged, fingers limp from nerve damage. A bruise the colour of crushed blueberries painted his right eyes that no

"Jade, Dad couldn't protect you in the past. But now that Dad is back, it's impossible for those disreputable things to bully you anymore." He suddenly stood up and said, "Victoria and her daughter, I will take care of you. As for Nathan, I will take everything away from him, and then you can take revenge however you want." Thea, “..." "Oh." Prison. The prisoners received education in the library. For these highly intelligent criminals, most of the books they read were literature books that cleanse the soul or economics books related to their interests. Only No. 13, he sat gracefully in a wheelchair, with a psychology book resting on his lap.

"Hey, who are you? Are you planning to take the girl away? Take me too!" "Please, take me too!" "Me too! Help! Help! I need your help!" "I'll pay you for the rest of my life, as long as you free me!" "Me too! I'll do anything if you help me!" "Help! Help! Help!" Instantly all the prisoners were in an uproar and they tried to whine at the man. The man looked increasingly agitated and a little scared as they were all noisy now. Which made the man just stare at Selena who covered her ears because of the noise and commotion.

Alice The pack house has not settled since the alarm rang. Even now, long after the prison corridor was locked down again, tension moves through the halls like a storm that refuses to pass. Warriors whisper near doorways, guards patrol twice as often as usual, and every person I walk past turns their head just a little too quickly when they realize it is me. Nova escaping from that prison cell is not a small problem. It is a disaster.

I whispered, though I already knew it wasn’t him. Silence. Then—closer this time—a whisper of air, a shadow moving at the edge of my vision. I spun around, the hair on my arms standing on end. “Who’s there?” No answer. Just the faint drip of water from somewhere in the corner. I backed up, bumping into the bars. The prisoner shifted again, a low groan escaping him. “Please,” he whispered. “Don’t… leave.” “Trust me,” I hissed under my breath, “I’m trying not to.”

The prisoner's eyes widened slightly. As if noticing something. Then his expression darkened. "They found me faster than expected." The darkness around us shifted. Something enormous moved beyond the stars. Watching. Waiting. Hunting. The smiling creature. Even here I could feel its presence. The prisoner rose slightly from the throne. The remaining chains strained. "I don't have much time." My head spun. Nothing made sense. None of this made sense. "What am I?" The question escaped before I could stop it. The prisoner's gaze softened.

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I am worried that I will never get back to Keena. Beads of sweat begin to form on my brow as the elevator doors open. A dark prison is laid out in front of me. The stench decay and urine is thick in the air. The cells are filled with prisoners in different stages of torture. It doesn't go unnoticed by me that all of the prisoners still have their silver cuffs on their arms. Amir opens a cell and pushes me inside with the butt of his gun and he slams the cell door shut behind me.

Larry pushed the door open and walked in, taking a look at Piper. She seemed more mature than before, she had a charming smile on her lips. "Larry, have a sit." Piper pointed to the seat across from her. "What's the matter with calling me here so urgently?" Larry asked as he sat down. "Do you know of a girl named Diane inside our prison?" Piper asked, leaning back in her chair. "Yes, why?" Larry pretended to be confused and said, "She was picked up by our third squadron a few days ago and is now living in a single-room cell in the prison."

It was a sleep full of nightmares, which made her wake up scared all the time. Later, she got hungry and thirsty, and she couldn't believe when someone opened the door and gave her a tray with some food and water. She didn't imagine that Jack was the type of people that would treat his prisoners well. It didn't match his reputation at all. She had always heard that he was a very bad man, so it was actually weird to see that he allowed something like that to happen. Maybe he wanted her alive to answer his questions. "You wish!" Violet murmured to herself.