Prison Bl Novels & Stories

She cried and pleaded at the entrance of the prison saying: "André, can you spare me this time for the sake of our previous friendship? Please mediate with your father on my behalf. You are the future Alpha of the Red Snow Pack. I'm sure your father will take your advice into account.” “It's impossible, Ruby. If you just loved me, you would not have committed such a crime. Betraying your best friend, using my sister and hurting my father are unforgivable sins." I remained impassive in the face of her plea. I used to think she was very innocent, but now I realise that I was wrong. "I hope you'll change your habits in prison." "I had offered a fair competition, but you insisted on using such d

Mother will be pleased to see Reign again. We received a letter from one of my head prison guards, Ambrose, which he sent while they were in the Eternal Flame coven territory just outside of the empire. One of the prisoners apparently snapped the neck of another prisoner. The journey between countries is always a little rocky but it is a rare occurrence for the prisoners to kill one another.

Not everyone would know about Biden's imprisonment here. Then, Charlie remembered Leandro, the informant that the police officer had mentioned to him, so he asked, "Have you heard of Leandro?" "Yes!" Dean nodded hastily. "I know Leandro. He's very smart and quirky and knows a lot around here. He has a nickname, BP Know-It-All, BP for Brooklyn Prison. He is in cell number 15, not far from here." Charlie inquired, "Tell me all about the inmates in the prison, especially the gangs here."

I ask the guard as we walk to A block. “Oh, yeah… the A and B blocks are for the riches or executives people who paid for every single night stays and the C and D is a federal state” He explains. “W-what? I thought this prison was a private prison” I respond. “Yes, it is… but the private one is only for A block and B” He explains. “Is that how the government works? Work for people who had money and power?” I raise my brow. “I mean, these people deserve to be treated as the same” I say.

"The new star player. How do you like your new hairdo, you wolfless bitch?" She grabbed the blue wig from their leader’s head and put it on mine. It reeked of alcohol and sweat, but I couldn’t reject it. I couldn’t blame them, I was in this underground maximum security prison because of that bitch, and there was no way out. I struggled to get free, but it was useless. They were too many and too strong. They hovered around me and walked out of the cell room with me. They dragged me along the corridor, where I saw the other prisoners also out of their cells. They were all heading to the basketball court, while others were at a corner betting on the game.

The office still smelled of smoke and the faint copper of blood. Inside the comms room, the screens blinked with static, and the base’s frequencies cycled through their normal sweep. Adannael set the handset to a secure line and dialed. The line clicked, then connected. “This is Adannael Poe,” he said when Aldrevon answered. “Reporting, sir. There’s been a breach at the prison. The intruder escaped, and they took one prisoner. Superior Amelia is down, but alive.” “I figured,” Aldrevon spoke in a low voice.

"Are you sure you don't have any more information you'd like to share, Mr. Brown? This is your last chance. Otherwise, you'll have to face the consequences of what you did. You could stay in prison for the rest of your life." "So life imprisonment is the worst the Diamond Pack do to its criminals." Jack whispered by her side. "Mr. Brown, do you know where Arden and his allies are?" the judge asked, as a last attempt to get something useful out of him. "I wouldn't say even if I did. The man is a beast. You wouldn't go after him, even if your life depended on it." The troublemakers started to scream and push people forward, so they could get closer to the stage.

Blake and the wolves he came to Whispering Hollow with were all housed here. “Ten minutes, okay?” I nodded firmly. I wanted to spit in his face but I also had real questions. “He tried to break out so we had to chain him but his chains are coated with aconite. You’ll be safe,” Dad said. “Ten minutes, Summer.” I nodded. There were two betas outside the prison door. Dad nodded for them to leave. Dad’s heavy hand landed on my shoulder. The heavy metal door groaned as it opened. Blake looked up slowly. His arms were stretched out wide and chained to walls.

"Cecil, don’t draw it out—just say it." "Ravenhold Bastille Prison," Cecil said, her voice low, "is in Brawley County. It's outside Ironhide’s jurisdiction. And it’s a maximum-security facility." Aria staggered a step back, pressing a trembling hand to her mouth. It felt like the universe had decided to throw everything at her in a single, merciless day. It was as if someone had placed a curse on her that extended to her dear family.

Maybe you'll have moved on completely, built a life with your daughter that has no room for a convicted felon with a complicated past. Maybe you'll have forgiven me, or maybe you'll still be figuring out if forgiveness is even possible. Both outcomes are fine. You don't owe me anything. But Aloe, I want you to know: helping you escape wasn't performance. Accepting prison time to improve your custody case wasn't strategy. Falling for you wasn't part of the plan. Those were all real. Whatever happens next, I hope you find the peace you've been fighting for. You've earned it. …BLAKE"