Fancy Prisons Novels & Stories

“Good luck diamond “Larib kissed her cheek and said .... “Thanks good luck to you .......” She hugged her too and then they both moved towards their destination ... and today this destination was terrifying in one's world.... 🌺🌺🌺🌺🌺 Central Prison is one of the most dangerous, cruel, and insensitive prisons in the world. She was soon sitting in front of her uncle. .. “So this time your professor has sent you on an assignment ... you have a student pass, it means there is an assignment ... you didn't come to take my interview ... my ears are open, start ..?”

He said as I was surprised, narrowing my eyes, I didn’t recall jails being like this. “Dariel is here?” I asked again for confirmation. “Hmm.” Helder did some formalities and we were permitted to meet Dariel. Surprised to find him being locked in a room instead of an actual cell. “Hey,” Dariel waved his hand at me. My jaw dropped, scanning the place, not sure what to consider it, “When did prisons become this… good?” I asked vaguely, contemplating the room with proper furniture and a bathroom. “I am an aristocrat, darling. That too with an unofficial warrant.” He smirked, folding his arms at his chest proudly while there was nothing to be proud about.

From this angle, the sunlight reflecting off its surface made Gia squint slightly, even though it wasn’t hot yet. “This prison is famous for being environmentally friendly and one of the most luxurious in the world.” "You’ve got to be kidding!” Gia couldn’t wrap her head around the concept of a prison being categorized as luxurious and eco-friendly. It sounded ridiculous to her. “I never joke about prisons," Matteo retorted. “The interior isn’t bad either. It’s like a cheap motel, just smaller. And, of course, the occupants can’t go anywhere,” Matteo added. “But why build a prison so luxurious? Prisoners shouldn’t be given luxury!” To Gia, such extravagance defeated the purpose of a prison.

The Fang Clan's Heavenly Prison was said to be a Heavenly Prison, but actually... But it was not a so-called prison at all. Or rather, the Fang Clan's prison was like a purgatory. In the Fang Clan, there was an unwritten rule and a fact. That was, the Fang Clan's prison was a place where there was always no exit or survivor. Therefore, ever since the Fang Clan had the Heavenly Prison, most of the people who were able to enter were people who had committed top-secret crimes. Some of them were suspected of important secrets, and others were severely punished.

"Erza is someone I trained; she's not afraid of heaven or earth; should she be afraid of those things?" “Hey, Roger…” I nudged Roger in the waist and glared at him. “Stop saying things like that, I….” Before I finished my sentence, Roger interrupted me. “Okay, Erza, I know you're excited but take it slow. We have to wait for Alpha Ryan to finish talking before departing. Rest assured, the place you are going to is one of our four largest prisons. A place that specializes in locking up dangerous criminals. Just go to the gate, and you will hear screams echoing everywhere, the smell of blood in the air mixed with the stench of corpses.”

The detective gets verified, and the gate opens wide to let us in. We drive into the prison, it’s like three times the size of our penthouse, like a whole community, with so many people, I will be under-reacting if I say two thousand prisoners. Males and females aren’t given privacy in this prison, and things like ‘basic human rights’ are canceled on a big billboard. You are on your own. No law to protect you, no right, and for me, no soldiers, except for Jane, the planted American female soldier, but what can she actually do to protect me in a place this shitty?

“Do you know what they serve in prison, Andrei? It’s not exactly gourmet cuisine. It’s more like mystery meat and mystery mush, with a side of mystery. That’s not even the worst of it. No more fancy cars, no more designer suits, no more 5-star restaurants. Just a lifetime of jumpsuits and plastic cutlery.” "Brielle, if I’m trading in my Armani suits for prison jumpsuits, at least I won’t have to worry about picking out an outfit every morning.” I stare at him, aghast. "Prison isn't a luxury resort, Andrei. You won't be getting turndown service or Egyptian cotton sheets The only "suite" you'll be getting is a 6×8 cell with a cot that's been previously owned by about a thousand other inmates.

“What does it mean?” “It means you go to prison. You might think it’s some white-collar prison where you get sewing lessons and have tea time but it’s not! It’s a dingy, dirty place where some juiced-up, ex-rugby player will have you give her piggyback rides and massage her feet. You wouldn’t survive a day in there.” Deandra was dying with silent laughter in the background. It took everything I had not to join her. At least, he had a vivid imagination.

So, during the present moment, there is a transfer of prisons in a federal prison from the so-called Golden Gate Prison in Golden Valle to the Vero Golden Belmont Prison in Lovecraft County. Since he was undercover, in which he was going to be transferred to prison, around two hundred prisoners, among them, 10 mafia bosses, some henchmen, around some organized crime bosses, among which each one considered is the most dangerous boss of trafficking territory, where they refused support and ceded territory to Joseph.

“Lefteria Group has decided to oppose us by protecting Darcy and her family, so let there be blood.” Hudson stood with his hands behind his back and then dismissed his man with a wave. “Go.” “Yes, Sir.” The man nodded and left the ward for Chrysant City. Inside Chrysant Prison, there was an independent cell with two prisoners. The walls of the cell barely had any paint left. On its surface were many holes. The larger ones looked like they had been punched while the smaller ones, usually four to five in a cluster, looked like someone had poked their fingers into the concrete wall.