Black Pentagon Prison Novels & Stories

Where despair had once reigned, trust and admiration now bloomed. Meanwhile, the traitor, his head covered, was discreetly taken through a back route, avoiding the crowds. Guarded by elite sentinels, he was led straight to a hidden underground prison used only for the most dangerous offenders. Only Raven, Lyra, and the prison warden knew the exact location. The interrogation was about to begin. Inside the prison, the yellowish torchlight flickered on cold gray stone, casting warped shadows that danced along the walls. The air reeked of damp, smoke, and charred ash, thick and suffocating.

Ryker POV The detention cell was in the sublevel beneath the packhouse, reinforced with silver-lined walls that dampened a wolf's strength to something manageable. I hadn't been down here since the night we'd hauled two of Marcus's tranquilized guards out of the wreckage of that vehicle chase, and in the chaos of the following days — Maya's recovery, the shift training, Leo finding his footing — I'd let Kade handle the prisoner's basic processing while I focused on the people I actually cared about keeping alive.

" The security detail opened the heavy door, and I stepped out onto the concrete pavement, my six-inch black stiletto heels clicking sharply against the stone as Knox guided me through the private executive entrance. The prison administrators and senior wardens stood lined against the corridor walls in a wave of rigid, terrified compliance, their heads bowed low as the supreme matriarch of the Hartley empire walked past their stations. We entered the central visitation annex, a cold, windowless space divided by a massive pane of reinforced, bulletproof plexiglass. Sitting on the opposite side of the table, secured to the floor anchor by heavy iron chains, was the individual who had once been

Ethan cut her off, his deamour hardening as he sat across her. A thick silence shrouded the parlor as Ethan’s stare stayed on Melinda. “Please, which prison is he in?” Melinda broke the silence, her voice barely audible. “Black Ice Maximum security prison,” Ethan replied, his tone cold. “I made sure he was put there. He disrespected me in front of my clients, he deserves to suffer” he continued. Melinda lowered her eyes as she fiddled with her fingers nervously. Ethan broke the silence.

Vaughn Pritchard sits in protective custody, providing intelligence daily. He's lost everything. His empire. His reputation. His freedom. "The Council has three main facilities," he tells Jai. "Headquarters downtown. The research facility in the mountains. And a black site no one's supposed to know about." "Where's the black site?" Jamie asks. "Offshore. Island in the Pacific. That's where they do the real experiments. Bloodline manipulation. Essence extraction." Vaughn's hands shake. "I only know because I funded it."

"But he's not right for you. Ashleigh, my friend, you are through with settling. Do you hear me?" Ashleigh nodded. I am not good enough. I am a selfish, shallow, slut, bitch. In the sub-basement of the Federal Building where Ashleigh, Kendra and Lance worked, is a tunnel system used to transport prisoners from the Federal Courthouse that sat directly across the street, to the Justice Center. She wasn't exactly sure why the sub-basement went beneath the street and why the transportation of prisoners had anything to do with their building but for these questions there were no answers. All Ashleigh knew is that the gym was also located in the sub-basement.

"I just got confirmation from the transport team. The prisoner transfer is complete." "Is he secure?" Jackson asked, his voice rasping. "Zero is in the Site Black supermax wing," Luke nodded grimly. "No windows. No internet. Twenty-four-hour surveillance by guards who don't speak English. He isn't getting out this time, Boss. Not unless he learns to walk through solid concrete." "Good," Jackson rubbed his eyes, smearing soot across his forehead. "Tell the legal team to wake up. I want them to file so many lawsuits against his shell companies that he won't see daylight until the sun burns out. Bury him, Luke. Under paper and concrete."

"He’s not trying to steal the technology anymore, Elias. He’s sabotaging it. He’s showing the world that the 'unbreakable' Phoenix is a house of cards." Tegel Federal Penitentiary, Berlin The prison was plunged into darkness. The emergency red lights flickered on, casting a macabre glow down the long, concrete corridors. The inmates were shouting, rattling their bars, the sound of a thousand angry voices echoing like a landslide. William stood at his cell door, his hands gripping the cold steel. He knew this wasn't a standard power failure. The prison was on the Berlin city grid—one of the first to be fully integrated with C-Nova’s Phoenix architecture.

I looked away first. “Forget it.” I waved my hands in defeat I moved toward the windows instead, staring out through the little space available. “You’re telling me your bedroom basically turns into a prison?” “It’s a security suite.” “That’s psychotic.” “It’s effective.” I let out a disbelieving laugh despite myself only Ethan Black would build a penthouse that could survive an apocalypse. Behind me, Ethan exhaled slowly, “I’m trying to keep you safe.” The quiet honesty caught me off guard I turned slightly. “And shutting me out helps with that?”

Then they carried him to an awaiting black van outside. The black-clad men and the black van were infamous among the lower castes in Neo Manila. They were the notorious secret governmental entity that abducted citizens and shipping to the Valley. Secretary La Selva knew of their existence and never thought he was going to be on the receiving end of the abduction. When he awoke bound to a bed in a darkened room, he immediately understood what had happened and about to happen. He was going to be sent to the secret prison called the Valley. He felt slightly comforted by this knowledge since he wasn't going to be killed and only imprisoned. He took a deep breath and waited for someone to come to