Life After Prison Novels & Stories

"I'm out of the club life. Plan to take the straight and narrow from here on out." I hold back the cringe at his promise. It's one I've heard from club brothers my entire life. Every time someone goes to prison, they get out and say they're going clean, but many of them rarely stick with it. Club life is in your blood. Most of those men don't know any better. They don't fit in to "civilized" society. "And if she'll let me, I plan to spend time getting to know my daughter," he says the words as a slight question, asking for my approval.

He smiled, looking happy that I asked, and it’s so weird how that smile looks like mine. “Well, when I was in prison I joined a program, some people came and they told us we can get a degree or learn a hand work so I decided to get a degree in Architecture and I got a nice degree so immediately I was discharge I got a job in a nice company and they also pay very well,” he said. I look at him surprised, wow that is so nice. I am honestly surprised. I never expected him to be doing this well. “So, got a boyfriend, girlfriend, wife or side chick?” I asked, trying not to act surprised. He laughed, looking at me. I knew he could see that I was surprised.

Revenge burned within me, and I was ready to lay down my life to make Marcus pay for every one of his crimes. The day I left the prison, tears rolled down my cheeks, I was looking more old and haggard with wrinkled skin. But those tears marked my rebirth. The world outside felt new and unfamiliar, a society I hadn’t been part of for over a decade. The first place I visited was the church where Marcus and I had gotten married.

Daniel had been sentenced to life imprisonment for his involvement in human trafficking. Petra's and Lyyana's lives were now much better than before. Petra resumed his activities as a businessman, working on a project with Robert. Similarly, Berli's life started to improve. Her anxiety slowly faded, and she was preparing for her wedding with Denzel, which would take place after the verdict tomorrow. Berli and Denzel were living their lives well. Their bedroom activities gradually decreased, as Berli was now pregnant. Denzel also had to reduce his bedroom activities to keep the pregnancy healthy.

The thought of that makes me smile. After I left the police force, my life has been surprisingly good. The world didn't end after I quit. I found out I liked running the coffee shop Carina had set up before she was shot. With the girls around, there's not much to do. As people who have gone through unimaginable things, they work harder than anyone so they won't have to go back to the kind of life they had before.

They, just like their sons, were sentenced to life without parole. I couldn’t hold back my excitement when the jury read the verdict out loud that Judge Paul had to advise me to sign out. I didn’t care. I had heard what I had been waiting for; they were found guilty and going away for good. People were finally free of the Reza cartel and I was finally free to live my life without the fear of someone trying to kill me. So my question is where do I go from here? It’s been so long since I had lived a normal (whatever normal is) everyday life without looking over my shoulder, without falling asleep watching my security cameras. “So what do I do now, where do I go,” I asked Liam when the trial wa

Samantha, Andrew, and James are safe. With the crime boss's men gone, James can finally start his new life. He moves into the safe house, and he starts to build a new life for himself. He goes to therapy, and he starts to heal. But the healing process is not easy. He has to face his past, and he has to learn to forgive himself. It's a long road, but he's determined to make it. As time goes on, he starts to feel like himself again. He feels like he's finally free.

She told Frank if they pulled it off, they'd leave the country and start fresh somewhere new. Spoiler alert: they did not pull it off. She got caught and has been in prison ever since. After that, Frank had nobody. He went into foster care, joined a gang, became a getaway driver during a robbery even though he was way too young, got arrested, spent time in juvie, and basically had the worst childhood imaginable. But here's the thing that everyone seems to forget: Frank changed. When he got out, he decided he was done with that life. He got a job at a coffee shop. Became honest. Became hardworking. Became literally the sweetest, most caring man I'd ever met.

She told Frank if they pulled it off, they'd leave the country and start fresh somewhere new. Spoiler alert: they did not pull it off. She got caught and has been in prison ever since. After that, Frank had nobody. He went into foster care, joined a gang, became a getaway driver during a robbery even though he was way too young, got arrested, spent time in juvie, and basically had the worst childhood imaginable. But here's the thing that everyone seems to forget: Frank changed. When he got out, he decided he was done with that life. He got a job at a coffee shop. Became honest. Became hardworking. Became literally the sweetest, most caring man I'd ever met.

I didn’t want to share too many details about Jordan’s past. “You can ask him yourself,” I said. “And don’t try anything with him. He’s still really young.” “Young guys are always more energetic, Noah.” I shook my head and headed out of the room. “Don’t touch Jordan. Let him live a normal life.” *Like me.* I wasn’t even sure if I could live a normal life after getting out of prison. Even though my dad had money, people still saw me as a murderer. No matter how friendly I smiled at customers, some still looked at me with disgust, like I was a monster.