Caged Inmates Novels & Stories

Drunk on his flattery, Tawnie lost all clarity and completely forgot her duties as a doctor. In the end, she harmed both others and herself. Matthew was ultimately sentenced to ten years in prison. Having no valid medical license, he had no qualification to perform surgeries. His practice was illegal. I had never looked down on him, only merely stating facts. Tawnie was sentenced to three years in prison. Our marriage came to an end. After everything had finally settled, Tawnie asked to see me. I hadn’t initially agreed, but she insisted it concerned Bethany. Only then did I agree to see her one last time.

I would remain physically his wife and stay inside this cage he built and locked me inside… but spiritually, emotionally, and mentally I would be completely free, independent, and forever beyond his reach and control. He could lock me inside this house… but he could never lock my spirit or my soul. He could strip away my rights and public status… but he could never strip away my dignity, my pride, and my true worth which came from within myself and not from him or his name. He could bring hundreds of women and treat them like queens and goddesses… but he could never, ever make me feel small, inferior, or worthless because I knew perfectly well exactly who I was and exactly what I truly deser

All have gone to escort kashvi and the newborn from the hospital to home. " Free me, please. I am begging you all. Let me meet my wife and kids. " Man screamed in anger because he is not getting why they are caging him in his own house and especially at this moment when he should be beside his wife, helping her and taking care of her and his newborn kids.

the angry man ordered, who got injured by Bella. When one of them hold the doorknob and twisted it. He found out the door was locked from the outside. Although they were all warned by Casey that the door would be locked and with the right time it will be opened for them to escape. Apparently, they’re in darkness, and nobody yet has come up with a solution, neither they can leave. Suddenly, they all heard the growling sound of an animal in the room from a certain corner. “What’s that?” All of them cowered back, gazing at the corner. They all felt cold as if unexpectedly winter had come.

His manly voice echoing in the close room creating a dark aura . " so you won't utter a word ... you should know that your beloved wife and your fifteen year old daughter is in my man's custody... do you want me to end their useless life or wait...... I have a better idea what about trafficking them overseas ... you know well what they will do to your pretty young daughter " Magnus played his last card . He has think of that way before . He knew he would use his family if this fucker disobey him or try to act oversmart.

" I need to know what's going on out there. They can't just leave me here in the dark. I need to know what's happening down there" I groaned so loud that I was sure anyone outside the door will hear. Times like this, I miss Kate. I wish she's back already. I thought she only goes to the city for just two days so why isn't she back yet? It's almost four days now. I exhaled loudly " I'm so angry right now " I got up and walked to the door. I twisted the doorknob but it was already locked. Zion doesn't trust me yet and it irks me knowing he locks me up like a prisoner.

I break down in sobs, unable to control my emotions. The room that they brought me in is so different from the previous cell that I was locked in. It's much colder, darker, and smaller. The only source of light was coming from a small hole near the ceiling. I can barely move my arms and legs because of the tight cuffs around my wrist and ankles. There's a dirty mattress on the floor, and the room is filled with an unpleasant odor. This is my new jail.

The amusement was fading and he sounded almost serious. I didn’t look back, continuing to push through the crowd. “A job,” I called out. “No,” his final warning echoed over the bass. “You stepped into his room.” The words followed me all the way back to the bar. His room. Cain had said something close to that earlier. But hearing it from someone else made the thought settle deeper. The cage room wasn’t just a place where he fought. It was a space that actively recognized him. Men moved differently when he entered. Women watched his movements like they already knew better but wanted him anyway. Even the background violence seemed to make space for him.

He was at present penniless and had previously escaped an attempted hardship. The past winter, once more being hungered and frigid, he had allowed a patrolman to capture him. Alas, this time the ploy failed: when he was brought before the umpire, he was considered too old to go to an orphan home, and he was thrown into a penitentiary instead. Prison had proved to be a disastrous price to pay for some bread and a roof over his head. The situations were even more desperate than in the orphan homes. He was in a tiny, moist cell with dozens of other felons, with a few dusty chunks of straw for a pallet. His fellow inhabitants were a blend of hoboes like himself, trivial fugitives, debtors, madme

Monica's pov *In Exile* After some hours of dozing off, I awaken, and to my greatest surprise, I am surrounded by the inmates. They look at me strangely and actually wait for me to awaken. The cell was wide enough to contain as many inmates as it could, but there was not enough air, and sometimes inmates looked very unhealthy at every moment in time. The cells were separated by a metal bar and given space by each other throughout the prison. The walls of the prison were always marked with the names of dangerous inmates, some of whom were sometimes sentenced to death.