Prison Break Fan Fiction Novels & Stories

“We’ll call a doctor. We’ll figure this out. We’re gonna fight this.” But Brielle didn’t move. She just stood there—hand on her stomach, her name finally her own again—realizing that some prisons weren’t made of walls or rings or contracts. Some were made of biology. Some were growing inside her. To be continued...

she mumbled. * "What if I kill one of the prison officers and escape?" Jasmine thought, looking out of the window and nibbling on her fingers. Different questions sprouted in her head. Day and night, she rummaged through her head, looking for an escape plan. She couldn't stay in the prison for a long time. No! She wasn't made to be stuck here forever. She needed to get out. Lexi and Ryan must be enjoying life. They cannot enjoy while she is suffering in prison. She has to ruin their newfound happiness. She has to make them feel quadruple what she felt.

"What are you doing?" Dave snatched the pen and paper out of Kaden's hands. "What good is writing this? We know what happened. How… How could you do such a thing?" He had always seen Kaden and Seraphina as the ideal couple that the Moon Goddess had blessed, so the news about the broken mate bond came out of nowhere. Kaden buried his face in his hands and told his frustrated father, "It's my fault. I let Sera down and betrayed her in a moment of weakness. I must finish these and show her how sorry I am."

NOAH'S POV I was exhausted and weary as I sipped the bitter medicine. My tongue was left with a metallic aftertaste, but I knew it was necessary. I took a seat on the narrow bunk, the cold walls of the cell pressing against me. The young Omega had carefully sneaked in a letter for me, its edges creased, containing secret exchanges. My hands were shaking from curiosity and excitement as I unfolded the paper. My heart began to race in my chest as the words inside revealed some shocking news. My mate Ciara wanted to break the bond of mating. The information shook me like lightning going over my head.

I was typically the side character who the male lead gets to kiss to make the female lead jealous - what the fuck? " And please permit me. This is my husband, Hunter. I would've loved to introduce you both but he isn't feeling too well", I freed my right hand and punched him in the belly but he didn't budge. He grabbed both hands again and kept them locked, again, and I kept struggling, as petite as I was - prison break 2 had to be possible. " How did you even get in here? Oh, now I remember. I'm yet to change my passcode but don't worry, I'll do it as soon as you leave", he was clearly trying to sound like a jerk. " Haz, please just let me explain", she was pleading; poor girl.

I hummed a happy tune, smiling at the gaping man. "That's it?" "Ah-huh." I nodded frantically. "Okay." With that, he closed the door of my cell. An hour passed and the familiar sound of my opening door jolted me into wakefulness. "Anyone ordered pizza?" joked Logan gleaming at me with a toothed grin. "Lo! You're here! Wouldn't you get into trouble?" I grabbed the pizza away from his hand. "You shouldn't be risking your life for me." "But I want to. It's our fault that--"

“You never avenged yourself.” “You kept the real enemy right by your side.” He clutched his ears, screaming. “No—no, that’s not true!” “I sent you to prison just to make you behave!” “I didn’t—” “So what if your parents died because of me?!” His expression twisted. Almost insane. “I can take care of you!” “Could your parents stay with you forever?!” “I can!” His words were incoherent. Broken. He grabbed my hand desperately. “Mia… we still have a future, right?”

Yet once it appeared… I couldn’t make it disappear. Outside, rain tapped softly against the windows. Inside, doubt slowly settled into my heart. And miles away, sitting alone inside a prison cell… Damian had no idea that the first crack in our marriage had finally appeared. And the man creating it was his own brother.

The other women sleep, snore, sometimes moan… and I smile again, almost proud of my twisted mind that refuses to break. I notice the little scrawled notebook lying on the Tigress's bed. An idea crosses my mind: I could invent stories, note my observations… transform this prison into a stage, these inmates into supporting characters, me into a tragicomic heroine. My sadness is a cloak. My humor, a weapon. Every shadow becomes a character, every sound a line. And tomorrow… tomorrow, I will survive. And as the first light of dawn tries to break through the small high window, I surprise myself by laughing softly. The princess has fallen, but she is not dead. She observes, she plans, she prepares

Lucia was made to believe that she was discovered a few days later, Schitzofrenia was a real bitch when left unchecked right? Maria rushed out to get my food as I nursed my wound while hissing at the pain; every second of pain I experienced at the hands of that brute would be repaid a hundred times over. Looking into his eyes a few years ago, i realised he would be a problem so i tried to have him arrested by leaking information about him to the police and the Federal bureau of investigation here in America but he was too damn powerful for me to catch so he slipped away like a damn eel.