Fancy Prisons Novels & Stories

The whole building vibrated with an electric lock system. Not a place meant for torture. Just containment. Efficient, cold, and quiet. Māori typed a code into the keypad, and the first door clunked open with a mechanical sigh. The air inside was cold. And sterile. The hallway stretched through the pathway, doors on either side - thick glass with silver-lined edges. Silver cuffs hung from anchor points in most cells. It was a modern cage for supernatural monsters and I loved it. I stepped inside. My shoes echoing in the prison hall.

Isla The first thing that struck me when I stepped inside Dante’s mansion was the overwhelming sense of opulence. It was a world I had never imagined—a realm of polished marble floors, soaring ceilings adorned with glittering chandeliers, and walls lined with priceless art that felt like they were watching me, judging my presence. But behind all that glamour lay an unsettling reality: this place was a luxurious prison.

I asked, not understanding. “The great dungeon is a prison open to our entire land,” Gibran said. "If you are a wolf and you committed an act so heinous that you were condemned to nothingness itself, anyone can send you here. The place falls under the administration of the Alpha of the pack because of its location, but it houses prisoners from all over the territory. However, it is a prison that has compartments and armored sections for each pack's areas. It is strictly controlled, which is unusual, but the Vane family uses it as a normal prison. It is a way to make people think twice about committing a crime, and it has served to reduce crime rates to almost zero." Hearing that gave me chil

Those that were visibly died were all death row prisoners, the foreign criminals, that were captured. All of those criminals that were inside the Aeternum correctional institutions, were all taken for this moment, and they all just died there. Therefore this incidents has cleared about 65% of Aeternum imprisoned criminals, which lighten the burden of Aeternum law enforcement and also prison systems by a lot. To be quite honest, if such things were done on earth then I might be hanged to death already, but this is Fantasma, and there is no rules and law when it comes to the criminals and prisoners rights. Most prisoners of the heavy crimes would just be executed to death once they were captur

Our prisons are situated underground for various reasons, one, we don't want the cubs running in the prison, and getting into chance of being killed, number two, in any chance the prisoners break out with the one way that they possibly could as the prison is situated in such a way that it's covered in silver on walls on the poles, and it's not minimal silver, but silver sulfide, there aren't many casualties, hence way it's at the end of Aquarius Waters. We add that to their food, which in turn weakens the prisoners, and they can't do anything even if they want. I get to the prison and I am greed by Fenris, best fighter after me, Sabre, and Akela respectively. "Alpha," he bows down. "How is t

“That information was kept secret, of course. My grandfather didn’t want people thinking that their pack house had such a sad or tragic history. Prisons today are terrible, but prisons back then….” He didn’t need to say more. Disease, abuse, and a juvenile excuse for a justice system meant that once the majority of prisoners entered the cells, they rarely made it out alive. “Anyway. The whole modernization included security, technology, and it’s not even done yet. The Alpha Guard has been working for decades to disguise this place for what it was, and transform it into something--some place-- that people want to be.” I reflected on the empty halls, the dimly lit rooms, and the general emptin

he ordered, secretly smirking at me. On his face, I could read the words, "I finally got you." But that was less of my concern. My mind was wondering what suddenly made Draco change that way. After showing me a little bit of care; now this? It was questionable. I knew I trespassed, but I shouldn't be punished to the extent of being thrown into prison. The Fritty pit was not just any prison. It was where people go to and never come back in one piece. I've heard different stories about it and they were all scary tales.

"Thank you. I will take your advice, but there is nothing much I can do since I am in the dungeons." Maria, the midwife, gave a wistful smile. "Okay, there is something I can do for you." I became suddenly interested. "There are two prisons. where prisoners are to stand trial. Then the dungeons are for people sentenced to death. The dungeons are spell-bound, which creates torture for every prisoner. You were sent to the prison, but Jessica wanted you to rot in the dungeons. I can help you stay in the servant quarters because she thinks you might be dead by now. She wanted you gone without getting her hands soiled with your blood."

"My gift." ........... From the Brethren city’s prison cell, Narco is transferred to a famous and isolated prison home for the most dangerous prisoners around the world known as the La Isla del Diablo or Devil's Island, a secluded island infested with sharks and ferocious predators. A place where Death is inevitable if prisoners attempted a daring escape. Access to visitors is strictly forbidden.

I look at the fruit, at the missing knife, at the patient woman with her tablet, and I understand that this is how cages evolve. The warm room offers me tea I do not drink and a chair I do not trust. Comfort, down here, has too many hinges. First bars. Then locks. Then rooms where the prisoner is thanked for cooperating with the door. Progress, they would call it.