Sirius Black Prison Novels & Stories

“Being the one who isn’t in control?” “You made us feel small,” I said. “You made us feel afraid to speak and forced us to be silent. But that ends today, Mr. Blackwood.” "You are all a bunch of fools," he sneered. "Once I am out of this place, I will make your lives a living room. You will all beg for my dick." "You have a dick?" Marissa chuckled. "Do you mean the shrimp between your legs?" "That's funny because I thought it was a finger when he was busy," Sofia added, laughing. "He may think he won, but we are the ones having the last laugh now. This prison will destroy him, just as it has already started."

Peter already knew that this little girl was going to be his karma. Both parents had slowly adjusted to their new reality during their stay at the hospital. Soon enough, Alden and Serenity would be stepping into the same chapter of their lives. Meanwhile, Maximus sat drinking a cup of coffee as he waited for his brother and sister-in-law to arrive. Suddenly, his phone rang. "Mr. Evans?" said a voice on the other end. "Yes?" "We’re calling from Blackstone Prison..." Maximus fell silent, deep in thought. He had only been there once, and since then, he had never wanted to go back. So why were they calling him now?

[The Belly of the Beast] Undisclosed Location. Northern Virginia. A Private Military "Black Site". 4:00 PM. The hood was ripped off. Sebastian blinked against the harsh fluorescent lights. He was strapped to a medical chair. IV lines were hooked into his arms. Ryker stood over him, holding a syringe of clear liquid. Sodium Pentothal (Truth Serum). "You are a smart man, Sterling," Ryker tapped the syringe. "Surrendering to the FBI? You knew I would intercept you. You wanted a meeting."

Ryan's POV I stared at the monitor displaying Lance's holding room, my knuckles white from gripping the edge of the desk. The security footage from last night played in my mind on repeat - Serena bound to that chair, that monster's hands on her. "Mr. Blackwood, what should we do with him?" Simon asked quietly beside me. My jaw clenched so tight I could hear my teeth grinding. "Make him disappear." "Sir?" "You heard me." I turned to face my most trusted assistant. "Not dead. I want him alive and suffering. Find the most remote facility we own. Somewhere no one would think to look."

“I wish things would be different. It pains me to know that you are hurting. That I couldn’t anything to stop it.” “Thank you.” I faced him for another kiss. “We have to move now. Send signals to your head because I am taking you to see your uncle.” His expression turned dark with understanding. “So, he sent you here to abduct me?” I nodded, “You have to come with me. Things are rolling fast inside the prison. I saw Logan in there too but I lost contact with him.” He let out a deep sigh before typing something on his phone. “I just need to say my goodbye to the lady I am with. I am in a crucial stage of a black opt operation but when it comes to you. I will drop everything.”

‘The only person left amongst us,’ said Tonia Fox ‘is the Street Ace, Mayor Banks, who is still locked up in jail. ‘No problem,’ said a female voice that came from the shadows as she walked into the light. It was FBI agent Jessica Strauss. ‘What’s up Taylor?’ she said as she stared at the screen and continued, ’the last time I checked Mayor Banks still had a long way to go, but we got something hooked up for him with the Black Cat, a don who lies in the same prison with him. As for Sia, last time I checked her record, she was getting out of jail, 2nd of July, the day after tomorrow, the exact day of the finals.

Not my bought mercenaries—they’d vanished the moment the protesters had revealed their true identities—but official Council enforcers wearing the silver badges of their office. “Mason,” the lead guard said formally, “you are under arrest. You will be transported to Black Rock Dungeon to await trial.” Black Rock Dungeon. The most secure prison in our territories, carved into solid granite deep underground. No wolf had ever escaped from its cells. “This is illegal!” I shouted, backing away from the approaching guards. “I demand a proper hearing! Due process!” “You’ll get your hearing,” Raymond replied coldly. “After you’ve been properly contained.” The guards moved closer. Their silver shackle

"I just got confirmation from the transport team. The prisoner transfer is complete." "Is he secure?" Jackson asked, his voice rasping. "Zero is in the Site Black supermax wing," Luke nodded grimly. "No windows. No internet. Twenty-four-hour surveillance by guards who don't speak English. He isn't getting out this time, Boss. Not unless he learns to walk through solid concrete." "Good," Jackson rubbed his eyes, smearing soot across his forehead. "Tell the legal team to wake up. I want them to file so many lawsuits against his shell companies that he won't see daylight until the sun burns out. Bury him, Luke. Under paper and concrete."

I cussed glaring at Geraldo's body, with his head bleeding profusely. I walked out of the cell, hearing some noises coming from different prison cells and I was sure my men were busy torturing some no-good assholes who collect drugs from us without paying. "Sir," Black called as soon as I walked out of the safehouse prison and I glanced at him. "Someone wants to talk with you." He pointed the phone at me and I glared at it before collecting and putting it to my ear. "Don Sullivan." The voice from the phone called sarcastically and I guessed who it was.

I feel a tall man stand beside me, then I hear a familiar voice whisper: “I’ll get you out of there, I promise.” It’s the boss. He spoke with a shaky voice— he’s crying. I can’t move my head or turn around. I need to stay professional, after all, I’m still an agent. I simply nod and walk outside. I’m not even sure if he can get me out of prison, but I’m thankful that he at least gives me a little hope. I couldn’t even ask him about Black Tiger. No, I don’t want to because I’m scared to know the truth, I’m afraid to hear that he died.