Jailbirds Book Novels & Stories

"You can find out yourself." As if on cue, the windows broke into pieces as Black Shaols in different forms jumped inside. Some are huge birds with sharp metallic talons, and others are wolves with long, sharp canines. Jucel found that they were controlled by Kirsten. She glanced around and saw that Barbie was struggling between saving Zabdiel from his wounds and saving both of them from these beasts. She ran towards them without hesitation. She brought her hand to the side and thin gust of the wind cut through the neck of the beast that was stalking behind Barbie.

' 'No, Melinda, have a little faith. I cut Snowbelle off and continue running. Jai and I have been running in wolf form for the past hour. It feels incredible; we haven't done this in days, not since we were at the cabin. I'm not worried that Jai thinks I'm odd any longer; I can already feel that he thinks I'm something special.

Some people however had secrets that were not known to anybody which could easily be taken as suspicious. There was Jill the bookworm who spent most of her time at the library or at home with curtains shut. At least people thought it was her home and there was Wren the outcast who appeared to be living all alone in the junk-yard on the edge of Oaken Hills. This didn’t seem to be a good idea with such a powerful storm on its way.

He thought he was going to die on The Legendary Island of Dragons. Chirp. Jewel was next to Darryl and she was very excited. As a young dragon, she could not speak, so she cried cheerfully. Darryl cracked a faint smile when he noticed how cute Jewel was. He picked her up and put her in the enchanted beast pouch. He wondered what had happened to Zhu Bajie and the Carter family. He quickly left the ruins and rushed back to The Nine Continents. As he approached Black Water Town, he was stunned by the scene before him.

JANE I heard the words leave my mouth before I could stop them. "It's only fair to end this with a little bit of crass, is it not?" His eyebrows went up. Interest flickered across his face. I stood, tucking the bills into my purse with deliberate slowness. Five hundred dollars. That was textbooks and maybe even groceries that weren't ramen. My hands weren't shaking anymore. I was Jailbird now. Fully Jailbird. Jane Puckett was locked away somewhere safe.

Mina asked, crossing her arms waiting on Lucky to answer. “First of that’s not true I have friends and I said OUR old friends.” “Lucky stop beating around the damn bush none of us have friends in prison, hell you’re the only criminal we know except…..” Ji’lahni said, stopping as her eyes grew wide in first, shock then fear. Mina looked at Lucky then at Ji’lahni who looked like she had just watched a scary movie. Mina frowned, about to ask what the hell is going on because she wasn’t fucking getting it. Then suddenly her eyes widen and she turned her eyes slowly back to Lucky shaking her head. “Lucky, No.” “Surprise! Yay!” Lucky said softly waving her hands like she was cheering, knowing that

Beautiful iridescent murals covered the walls, and the nearly unlimited power sources available to the society meant that being underground never meant feeling as if you were in a cave. Well. . . Rarely. For about an hour, Jacquard had been tracking the thief who narrowly escaped. The thief left with a book. He did not know the title but he felt it will definitely be one of the ancient books. He went straight to the shelf as if it was pointed to him. He felt unrest. After the whole thing, still, none of the guards showed up. It was as if they had been informed not to interfere. He felt so confused. Why did the guards not come to his aid even when they heard those deafening noises from inside

A small notebook lay near his feet. He picked it up, it was Aria’s drawing book. He looked toward the school gate but it had already closed. A helpless sigh escaped him. “How did she not notice she dropped her drawing book?” Then he paused. He hadn’t noticed his missing keys or wallet either. That realization made him chuckle softly. For the first time in years, he felt a genuine lightness in his chest. He hesitated before opening the book. Inside were drawings, messy, colorful, childish. Drawings of her mother, Bella, dogs but none of her father. He flipped page by page until he reached one that made him still.

"At least we didn't miss each other this time." … In my previous life, I went through hell after the framing sent me to prison. As per Yvonne's orders, the prisoners tormented me through the night. When the doctor said I was permanently sterile, I nodded numbly. My tears had dried out. Then, a commotion exploded outside. "You can't go in there, Ms. Leidermann!" Someone kicked the door down. Rachel came rushing in, covered in blood. There were cops following her. The moment she saw me, she teared up. "That bitch kept the news a secret! I had no idea you were sent to prison until this morning!"

I set the book on my thighs, never having read past the third line of chapter one, and turned to my cellmate—who was now casually issuing death threats. “How did you even get that gum in here, anyway? Unless it’s something new, guards don’t bring in snacks like that.” Curiosity had gotten the better of me. Somehow, I was now having a halfway decent conversation with Jordan. I figured I might as well keep going. “I have my ways, Pretty Boy.” He shifted on the bunk, and the entire atmosphere of the room seemed to adjust to his presence. “I’m just asking how you got gum into the cell. I’m not trying to learn how to build a nuclear bomb.”