Jinx In Prison Novels & Stories

[Clan Gym] Loud and Jinx are inside with scanty other mobsters, exercising late. It's only peaceful like this at night, which is why Loud prefers night visitation to mornings. He's on the cable machine while Jinx is on the upright bike, both sweating as heavy exhales escaped their stressed nostrils. "Shouldn't we stop now?" Jinx's voice barely came out. "One more minute," Loud inhaled. "You said that thirty minutes ago too, fûcker." Jinx swallowed, getting down from the bike.

Jonah and Alyssa exclaimed in unison, "A prisoner in an orange-colored uniform?" "In the Fifth Prison, orange-colored prisoner uniforms are meant for felons with mental illnesses. They are distinguished from other prisoners by the colors of their uniforms." Sean blinked. "That prisoner knelt before Steven and clung onto his legs as he bawled his eyes out. He claimed that he wasn't mentally ill and that he had not murdered anyone either. He asked Steven to help him with his appeal."

Zayden walked into the stuffy prison. He stood in front of Jonathan, who was in the cell. The man was no longer bound to stand up; his bonds had been removed, but he was still in the Sanders family's prison cell. "It looks like you've blended in and are comfortable with the atmosphere in this prison," Zayden said, folding his arms across his chest and looking at Jonathan, who was looking at him with a hostile gaze. "You're really tough, Jonathan. Even in a situation like this, you still look at me with hostility," Zayden chuckled. "You should be antagonizing Jakson, not me."

"Even if there wasn't enough room to contain all the criminals, couldn't they have gotten a better space for me to stay in?" "Why am I stuck with these bullies? How long can I survive here? And if it's so bad in police custody, how would my time in the main prison be? Oh God, I'm scared," Dustin lamented. "I asked you a question!" his inmate, called Festus, snapped. "Err...I'm here for poisoning someone, but I swear that I didn't do it." "Keep quiet," Festus shunned him, a smirk playing on his lips. "That's what all of us say but we know we're guilty. The guilty ones are always men with handsome faces like yours."

The guard forcefully shoved Jade into a dank prison cell that stank of dirt and urine. A small cloud of dust rose as Jade fell to her knees. With a smirk, the guard shut the cell door and left. This is all a mistake, Jade thought as she picked herself up. Dusting the grime off her trousers, she yelled, “I didn’t steal anything! You’ve got the wrong girl!” She ran to the cell door and started banging until her fists went numb. “THIS IS A MISTAKE! I AM INNOCENT!” How the hell could Jin abandon her?

The police arrested me soon after. Zoey kicked me hard, sending me crashing to the ground. "Ronald inhaled smoke and he's still being treated in the hospital! How could you be this vicious? You were trying to burn him alive! "Just wait. This time, I absolutely won't let you off." The day I was sentenced, Zoey publicly announced her support for Ronald as the heir to the Goldman family. From that moment on, I had nothing left. For three years in prison, I slept beside the toilets. They shoved my head into toilet water and forced me to drink it. The inmates beat me, humiliated me, treated me worse than an animal.

The six of them were seated quietly in the prison, three months had already passed since the day Damian threw them into prison and in these three months,some of them had a rethink about their lives but does that really matter now when they were about to be taken to jail forever? " Mum" Jennie called almost in a whisper. She looked so thin and malnourished from the hard work she had to endure in the prison these past months. The Jennie who once commanded respect anywhere she went, now looked like a wretched pauper. " Yes" Kathleen replied, she also looked defeated like she had never been rich before. " So did Amy win at last?" She had a defeated look on her face as she asked. " Are you seriou

I guess we’ll see. "So, okay you all obviously have the wrong idea. I'm here to see if you are all up to code. Were you not informed?" Jinx played it cool as one of the automatoms led him over to the chair and sat him down in it. He swallowed hard as the headrest released a coiled collar, snapping it around his neck so he couldn't get up and talking wasn't exactly easy either. He kept up his ruse. "Okay, so I'm sure you don't want to be disassembled? The tests are very simple and-"

"We are ready to get out of this disgusting place." The news hit them all at once; they didn't expect that kind of information. The dream of someday getting out of prison was one that all three teenagers shared, life was hard behind the thick bars, and it was even harder if you were there unfairly. The three boys could only imagine five percent of what the world was like and the freedom of living in it. "It's impossible to get out of here, Jack," Annette's dry voice brought everyone back to reality. "It's not," he affirmed "this time, it's going to work," and he assured with a slight smile.

Camden says and then cackles. They stand and then drag their chairs along with them. Axe continues to watch them with his flick between us and them. He notices me watching and gives me a predatory grin, baring his teeth at me. My upper lip curls into a snarl. I glance at Ransom noticing he is mimicking Axe. “Baiting that shark. This job just got harder,” JT murmurs and I glance at him. “Does he always do this?” He asks. “Why do you think we give him the prison infiltration jobs?” I query back to him.