Prison Love Novel Novels & Stories

I heard he married a year after she handed my ass in prison. Next to them stood Audrey, then Lorenzo her boy toy and next to them were Dominic and his girlfriend. I remember clearly that these were the people who put me in jail without mercy. They did not have any empathy when I confess what I did on that awful night. "The cunning bitch still hasn't changed," a familiar voice snap me out of my thoughts. I look up to find the man I regret falling inlove with looking back at me with the woman he dumped me for sitting on his lap.

That she was just tricked by the Yamato's team. Well, though the truth transpired it was too late now, Clench never regretted to be with her in death. Well, it seems that it was already written on the book of life, where the love story they once built and was broken into pieces, reconnected again, between the tragic of Love and Death.

Leka pov, Lying on the floor I could not stand the cold so I sat up on the floor and leaned against the wall and stared the cell steel door.. My new name is prisoner no.103.. I got this name for the sins I did.. Now I spending my days in jail as the punishment for the sins I committed against my friend rosie.. I don’t deserve to call her as my friend.. How could I be her friend who I tried to kill her when she was pregnant ??.. May be nowadays God punishing the sinner immediately that is why I was punished instantly for the sin I committed.. My thoughts are interrupted by jailor voice,

Each time, I loved him more. Josephine’s POV I began writing again. Pages filled with our story the real one. The version no one else knew. Not the pain. Not the bitterness. But the moments that mattered. The stolen kisses. The late-night laughter. The promise sealed in blood. The child that became a bridge. I wasn’t writing for the world. I was writing for Noah. So he’d know how loved he truly was by both of us. Noah stood at Kenneth’s grave weeks later, letter in hand, wind brushing his face like a blessing.

Seraphine didn’t discriminate. It was highly likely that the books here were put without his knowledge. Kayden wasn’t the man to read at the library. The library could just be here for the sake of it. Not contemplating further about this, she skimmed through the title of the novels. A lot of new ones have been released over the period of five years, and not being able to choose, she randomly grabbed one. From the title, it was a romance between a prisoner of war and a duke. This did some intriguing to Seraphine. Even if she knew it was going to have a sadomasochistic premise, judging from the title and the small snippet, she was still drawn in.

Power asked, already knowing the answer would come only after Love broke or transcended. In her crystal prison, Love whispered names she could speak but not feel: "Kieran. Dimitri." The isolation lottery had begun with its worst possible winner. Or perhaps, its most necessary one.

A final embrace written in ink. Every page except the last two was about me…Her longing…Her love…Her refusal to believe I had ever done wrong. By the last page, I was sobbing so hard my vision blurred. Memories hit like claws— Sophia showing up and instantly becoming the “favorite” in my mother's eyes. Causing Nathan to turn cold. The accusation, the arrest. The prison walls that felt like the world was closing in. And Sophia visiting me severally… Whispering about her intimacy with Nathan…Pushing and pushing until she found the one wound that could still make me break—

Until three years ago, during an argument, I demanded he choose between me and Ava. In response, he had his men lock me in my rooms and take away my phone. That winter, locked in the estate's basement, I nearly broke. In the end, I gave in and begged for mercy. There was a time we were truly in love. When we were younger, he even took a bullet for me, fired by a rival family. Whatever love we'd had was gone. It was time to make a clean break. Without any hesitation, I answered the voice on the other end of the phone. "I'm sure."

It was hard for me to accept the choice given, but there was nothing I could do. Slowly, I found myself adjusting to my fate. I managed to make a few friends in prison, and it felt amazing. One of them was a young, pretty girl named Cindy. She was a year older than me, and somehow we had the same awful fate. Her husband, who was a well known doctor, was caught by her having an affair with her young cousin. Cindy had got mad, and without thinking twice, had a knife in and out of his body repeatedly, making him give up the ghost.

"How laughable, Mommy... I thought I had finally received love." In truth, I had suspected this all along, but I hadn’t wanted to believe it. I didn’t want to believe that, even in this new life, I would still be denied love. So, I lied to myself, trying to convince myself it was all real, and ended up trapped in my own illusion. I didn't say another word. I went into my room, took out the three cards, and laid them one by one on the table. I kept my tears in check as I spoke.