The Survivors Jane Harper Novels & Stories

“Were you domestically abused?” the young girl asked me in concern. I smiled at her. “You’ve visited me for the past few days, but I haven’t gotten to know your name.” “Just call me Harper.” Harper’s eyes were kind. They looked like mine before I met Jordan. She asked softly, “Are you planning to take revenge?” She stared at me with a determined gaze. “I have a way.” I smiled bitterly. “The surveillance camera the other day was blocked. If he doesn’t admit to his wrongdoings, I won’t have any evidence.

There was a blank, dazed look in her eyes, like she still hadn't processed what had happened. Cecilia moved on instinct. She flagged down a nurse, asked for some wet wipes, and began cleaning Harper's hands with gentle, steady movements. The warmth of Harper's skin under the cold cloth made her throat tighten. It felt like the only thing she could control right now. "That was terrifying," Harper whispered. Her voice cracked. "He's insane. How does someone survive that kind of crash and still manage to climb into our car? We didn't even see him get in."

She did not have time to respond, however, for the door opened. Benedict Thompson, Sabrina Auburn, Wendy Taylor, and Leslie Auburn entered. Benedict's eyes swept Damian, evaluating him rapidly before shifting to Eliana. "We must talk." Eliana planted her feet. "What occurred?" Sabrina's expression was pinched. "William Harper is alive." A chill ran through the room. Damian's sneer was erased from his face. "Of course he is." Leslie Auburn's hand trembled. "And he's not finished yet." Eliana took a deep breath, hardened herself. Of course not. This was just beginning.

“And I’m not even focused on the sex part. I just don’t understand why you would lie to Julian just to sabotage my marriage.” She couldn’t respond. “And as for Aiden,” I continued. “It’s also shameful to know that you slept with Julian and also got pregnant with his baby. Don’t you feel embarrassed? You are a baby mama to your best friend’s ex-husband.” “Ex-best friend, you mean,” she said with a mischievous smirk. “That was what you said earlier, right?” I shook my head. Harper didn’t feel remorseful about what she did. It was as if she had only stopped me because she wanted to rub everything in my face.

Alex screamed from a stretcher, his face covered in dust and blood. Then he spotted Maddie and me standing there, both safe and on our feet. He went still. A second later, he broke down. "Kayla... I'm sorry. I should've listened to you. That corner wasn't safe. The ceiling came down on us. Rainee lied. She got us all hurt!" I looked at him coldly. They'd made their choice. They'd gambled with their own lives. "Over here! More survivors!" A rescuer's shout rang out from deep in the rubble.

“Please.” “Listen to me, Sheba,” I said, leaning closer to her. “My name is Jane, and I will do everything and anything possible within my power to get exactly what I want. As it is now, my plan is working exactly as I had planned, and you will be so shocked when you see the results.” I grinned wickedly, feeling a rush of excitement. “She must accept my proposal as a surrogate for her husband. Or else, everything she hopes and dreams of will go down the drain. Because I have a lot of dirt on her husband, on her, and on all the people at the top. You see what I mean, sister?” I smiled sweetly, and she looked at me like she had seen a ghost. I frowned, pretending to be confused. “What? Why are

she heaved a sigh now. "After he beat me up one night, and I had my third miscarriage, I decided to end it all. I fled. I was hopeless. I had nowhere to go. Stranded without a cent to my name. Then I met a woman, she brought me here. Little did I know Mother had women-agents out there luring in helpless women like me here." "Yin?" Sarah inquired, indicating it was her turn. Yin sat up, hugging her teddy bear to her chest. "Well, I'm a fugitive," she confessed with a look in her eyes that revealed her guilt, and also revealed that she wasn’t entirely sorry for what she had done.

Lastly, about Virginia’s sudden return right after everyone has left the mansion. Harold responded calmly. So it was the thing that Virginia wanted from the beginning. He was so amazed to learn about Virginia’s intention to save the clan. He wished that it would be the best thing for now. He then expressed his apology for not being able to be helpful to Cedric during his time and also when Virginia was still a boss before she got in an accident. Harold has been isolating himself in the hospital without giving both of the his assistance. He felt very bad.

And I realize something that changes everything. I don't want Harper. I want Brynlee—damaged, difficult, frustrating Brynlee who came back wrong but came back to me anyway. I want the woman who survived six months in hell and still fought to get home to our family. I want the mate who's struggling to figure out how to be herself again in a world that doesn't feel safe anymore. I pull my hand away from Harper's, the movement gentle but definitive. "I can't," I say quietly.

[Hunter] Other than myself, my niece Olivia Grant is the last surviving member of my family. Everyone else is gone, my parents, my grandparents, my sister. I’ve been her sole caregiver for the last three years, ever since my sister Jane was murdered along with her DA husband and left on my doorstep as a warning.