Prison Bl Novels & Stories

"You should look into what happened to Rosabella in prison." "What happened?" "That's where this divorce really started." Mia took her phone back and turned to leave. "Wait!" I stopped her. "What exactly happened to her in prison?" Mia paused and looked back at me. "Broken bones, a ruptured spleen, thirteen knife scars," Mia’s voice was cold. "And PTSD, malnutrition, chronic insomnia." Every word was a bullet to my heart. "How… how is that possible? I paid people off…" "Paid them off?" Mia sneered. "Who did you pay? The Rossi family?"

The visitation room at the state prison felt colder than usual. Belle sat in the steel chair bolted to the floor, gripping the intercom receiver so tightly that her knuckles turned white. Behind the thick glass, clouded with years of scratches, the steel door opened. Bastian walked in. His steps dragged slightly. His orange prison uniform hung loosely on his frame. And his face... Belle felt as though someone had driven a knife straight through her chest. A dark purple bruise spread across his temple. A dried cut split the corner of his mouth. And the way he kept one hand pressed against his left side told her he was hiding far more pain than he wanted her to see.

With both charges on her record, I doubted she would ever be released. With both her legs crippled, I could already imagine how devastating her life would be in jail. Ultimately, I caved under Jared’s pleas and visited my parents. Tears streamed down their face when they saw me as they apologized and pleaded for forgiveness. “We’re sorry, Charlie. We can’t believe we hurt you because of that ungrateful piece of trash! Let us make it up to you, okay?” “You know, I’ve always wondered—I was never a selfish or mean kid. You gave birth to me and watched me grow up, so why did you like Jenny more? Is it because she has good grades? Was it her sweet words? Did she make you feel accomplished?”

"Hey, who are you? Are you planning to take the girl away? Take me too!" "Please, take me too!" "Me too! Help! Help! I need your help!" "I'll pay you for the rest of my life, as long as you free me!" "Me too! I'll do anything if you help me!" "Help! Help! Help!" Instantly all the prisoners were in an uproar and they tried to whine at the man. The man looked increasingly agitated and a little scared as they were all noisy now. Which made the man just stare at Selena who covered her ears because of the noise and commotion.

Seeing this circus act online, I knew they were trying to use public opinion to twist the truth about their attempted murder. I wouldn't let them get away with it. The hotel's surveillance footage had already been restored by Jonathan last night. At my signal, Jonathan released the footage online. We also posted a legal notice on my company's official website, announcing a lawsuit against Harold and Jasmine. Thanks to Jonathan managing the comments, it only took ten minutes for public opinion to shift in my favor. People quickly realized they'd been manipulated and came forward to support my case against Harold and Jasmine. In the end, with all the evidence stacked against them, they were bo

“I’m afraid he was badly injured because I used my powers, and the guards assumed it was him.” “Badly injured?” Delaney presses a hand to her cheek. “Is he going to be all right?” Blanca doesn’t speak for a moment, and I see a tear forming in her eyes. I decide it’s time to chime in. “I think he will be. Blake is a tough guy, that’s for sure.” I can’t allow myself to think about how horrible I have always been to the man, to all of the prisoners really.

I rub my face, my mate’s hurting, so I’m hurting. “Are you OK?” his voice full of concern, but I can still sense a fear in him. I get it, dad beat him senseless and I’ve just done the same. Guilt gnaws at me but I can’t think about my best friend right now, I need to think about Adelaide. “Is there anything else you haven’t told me about her time?” “I don’t think so. Your father had her in the cells for just over four months, he demanded her to be dosed with Wolfsbane after she killed my father. Once he believed-”

It was mesmerizing. He couldn't help but notice the fact that she had yet to look into his eyes! "I apologize, she is blind" Antonio spoke up as he took a step in front of his daughter in a protective stance. The prince simply nodded and tried to keep his mind off of the woman that intrigued him so much. He didn't miss the fact that his wolf was going crazy. She was his mate but she was also a Vampire. A Blind vampire. It was as if something in him switched off. The moon Goddess had given him a defective mate.

It was nothing like a heart to heart talk and everything like a dagger to heart talk. Enraged by the fact that Blaire had broken the rules for my sake, the prisoners had ganged up on me, calling me names and throwing words that would be enough to bring this place down on our heads if it wasn't so heavily fortified. I'm pretty certain they would have thrown more than words if they could have managed to get out of their cells. Luckily, they were secured tightly. That much I could tell from how they banged angrily against their doors without managing to break it down.

ELARA Hayes appears, and checks Richard's pulse. "He's alive. It is a shoulder shot. He'll survive." "Good." Damien kneels beside Richard, who's gasping, and clutching his bleeding shoulder. "You're going to prison. Real prison this time, not the country club facility you had before. Federal Supermax. Twenty-three hours a day in a concrete box. No windows. No visitors. No chance of parole." Richard coughs, blood on his lips. "You can't—"