Jinx In Prison Novels & Stories

Prisoner two-zero-zero-one ...... "As long as you're here, you are no Declan Oliver, you would be referred as Prisoner two-zero-zero-one. Do you understand?" I ignored the question, continuing my descent to a place I would then start to call home for the time being. Getting deep in thoughts, the officer stopped abruptly, making my forehead connect to his rough and musky smelling uniform. "Are you listening to me kid? When I ask you something, you answer, got it?" Pitch raised, he asked without turning his back.

Cracker needed her daily security since said sheriff had been seen lurking around the club this morning, and as if I didn’t have enough shit to deal with, Jinx was now calling my name with a sense of urgency in his voice. “What?” I sighed, turning towards him. But once I saw him, the rage and confusion in his eyes, all tiredness was forgotten, and I instantly became more alert. “I went downstairs to check on the prisoners,” he explained and gestured at the door. “You need to see this!”

, Alex asked with scared tone , he don't feel safe around that man as he gives inappropriate vibes . Four prisoners were behind that jailor came forwards . A prisoner grabbed the jaw of Alex and forced him to look at him forcefully . " Let's have some fun ! It's been a long time didn't have fun for so long . " " What do you want ? " , Alex yelled . " Soon you will knew about it . " , another prison held the both hands of Alex . " Leave me ! " , Alex yelled . " Oooo ! we like the wild one . Looks like we will have great fun . " , a prisoner forced Alex tp kneel on his knees .

he scoffed annoyingly. “Why won't you let me fuck 'em up, Jessy? He's just a depressed bastard!” came a loud yell from behind. “He doesn't have any friends asides from that stupid blabbermouth. What a pair. A sadist and an idiot!” The remark vexed Jinx to the extent he could no longer retain his composure. Yet, he tried to remain calm as he stood rooted to a spot. ‘Don't give in Jinx. He's just an airhead’ he spoke inwardly to himself.

It wasn’t until the photos went online that people remembered he was once the arrogant man who ruled over Jennings Mall. The comment section was filled with gasps of dismay; some scolded him for being ungrateful and posting videos from that day. He would probably never understand how he had fallen from being Jennings Mall’s golden boy to a nobody. Linda didn’t fare much better either. Convicted of intentional injury and extortion, she was sentenced to three years. Prison life was harsh. She was constantly bullied by the very poor inmates she had once looked down on. Meanwhile, Felix brought Susie the newest heirloom jewelry I had just ordered. When she woke, I fastened it around her neck. Lo

Jinx stood to the side, her eyes darting between Jayce Sherwood and Lalisa, her expression filled with hatred. She sat directly next to Lalisa, blocking Jayce Sherwood’s line of sight and placing her mobile phone, which had a cute rabbit earphone case, on the tea tray. She looked at Lalisa with a threatening tone. “If you want to talk about whatever it is, just say it and leave.” Since Jayce Sherwood lost his memory several years ago, whenever Lalisa came to find him, Jinx would immediately go on high alert. Lalisa’s gaze fell on the mobile phone with a rabbit earphone case on the tea tray. She bit her lip, trying to think of a way to plant a virus in the mobile phone.

I'd found it jarring that he called me my actual name, a name I hadn't used in years, that hadn't been used in years. I would be lying to myself if I didn't think that it - he somehow held power over me. “It’s amusing that a prisoner thinks she’s free to do whatever she wants.” I wanted to scowl at him but I kept up a mask of indifference. “You will do as I say. You will cook, you will clean…” He approached me, close enough for our chests to almost meet. “You will be used.” My eyes widened slightly at the implication of his words. I jerked back involuntarily hating the look I saw in his eyes. I tried not to think too much about his last statement.

"Why do you have so many scars? I gave a lot of money to the prison guards to ask them not to abuse you." I laughed. “Not to abuse me?” "Every day in the prison, guards whipped me with silver chains and soaked my wounds in salt water. " My wolf grew weaker with each round of torture. Even in a silver prison, such torture was rare. "Maybe your weak Omega gave the guards more money to make them focus their cruelty on me." I said sarcastically. Derek stared at the scars on my body for a long time. Long enough that I thought he might believe me.

She needed him by her side. Bruno spoke with Sondra's parents, believing they had the right to know what was happening with their daughter. "Thank you for informing us. I knew Sondra would end up in trouble sooner or later. We will travel there to see her case, although I don't think there's much we can do. It's clear that she's involved," Bruno said. Emma listened in silence, tears streaming down her face. After all, Sondra was her daughter. Meanwhile, in a prison in Milan, the redhead couldn't believe her luck. She was confined in that prison where the majority of inmates were there due to drug-related issues.

“I’ve seen many kinds of people in this world. But I’ve never seen anyone so brazenly cry ‘thief’ while they themselves are the thief. “Not only are you shamelessly denying your crimes, but you’re also pinning the crime on somebody else. Why don’t you just drop dead?!” My heart sank. Before I ended up in the detention center, I suspected Gilbert and Selene would try to frame me and would not give up. I did not expect the worst-case scenario to come to pass.