Superjail Characters Novels & Stories

Her plan hadn’t worked. I’m transported back to the county jail where I am uncuffed and released into the general population area. I head to the computers to look up Leonardo and this woman. Claire. I suddenly feel someone behind me. “Seems like we share a common interest.” I look behind me to see a man with a black widow tattoo and black slicked-back hair - a giveaway that he’s from the Italian mafia. “Another conspirator for Charlotte I assume?” I ask as I turn back to the screen.

I said. “Scum,” Jamal muttered. “And you want Yulia near someone like this?” Miles asked in disbelief. “I can take him if he gets groppy,” Yulia said with an assured shrug. I knew that my sister had taught her a lot of ancient and forgotten martial arts and that was one of the reasons I was confident in involving her. “The second guy is Connely Gaines, convicted for involuntary manslaughter, sentenced to ten years but served six and was released early for good behaviour, he is the drug dealer of the group and he is the one distributing the enhancements.”

“No way. Too realistic, and not in a fun way.” Jenni shoots me a look before adding the final categories. Dangerous Protector: Ex-CIA/Spy War Criminal Corrupt Lawyer Kidnapper-for-Hire Dirty Cop I groan, rolling my eyes. “A dirty cop just makes me think of parking ticket bribes.” Jenni sighs, shaking her head, but pushes on. “Okay, here’s the last list.” Others: Torturer/Interrogator Cult Leader Prison Guard (with a dark agenda)

Master Pearce's sheer awesomeness had completely won them over. Bon had been sharing so many of Master Pearce's stories lately that everyone had become his biggest fans by this point. The main reason, of course, was the magnitude of Master Pearce's achievements. Everything he did was on an epic scale, making him a legend among the elite class. However, most people had no idea that Master Pearce was just a humble security guard in Swalesbury. "Yo, Jaybee. Your phone's buzzing." Jean-Baptiste Luciano, known as Jaybee, was the class leader of Class 3-F. His dream was to become the king of Swalesbury's criminal underground. He glanced at his phone before a wide grin spread across his face.

“ Most of them ? What about the rest ? “ asked Jack . “ The rest are still being disciplined into nicely entering their cell without causing much noise . “ said the chief . “ Alright ! If they still aren’t tamed then I shall take action myself . “ said Jack handing giving the file back to the chief . “ There will be no need . “ said a voice from behind . When Jack turned his head he saw that it was Mel . He looked at her surprised as he couldn’t understand what she was doing there . “ Who are you ? “ asked the chief . “ I am Mel . Mr sir Massimo ordered me to come and check on the situation . Even take action if the prisoners don’t behave well . “ said Mel , showing him her card . “ Mel ?……W

Alistair was stunned. Felix had only mentioned that he had something extremely important to discuss with Xena. However, he didn't mention what it was about. Hearing that it was about Sonny, Alistair was utterly shocked. Sonny was no ordinary person. Among the Thirteen Aces on the list of Super S-rank wanted criminals, none were ordinary characters. And now, one was inside the building? Similarly, Xena turned around abruptly, staring at Felix. "Do you know what you're saying?"

he asked, his brow furrowed. I struggled to catch my breath, the words spilling out in a hysterical rush. "I was abducted...by this scary, narcissistic guy with an eyepatch and his goons! They are dangerous, you have to help me!" The officer's expression shifted, a strange gleam entering his eyes. "You have come to the right place," he murmured, a chilling smile spreading across his lips. "I know who you are talking about, his name is Deangelo Luis Valladares, also known as Scorpion. He is the don of drugs and the most feared mafia in the city, and one of the four fathers."

My question confused her, she just stared at me and hesitated to open her mouth but someone came out of the manager's room and it was him. "What the fuck!!! Wait!! Are you... are you Sarah? My Sarah?" Jodie said, he was very surprised to see me and immediately approached me, hugging me tightly, making me suffocate. "Enough!! You almost killed me, I just got out of that damn prison and you want to kill me,” “I can’t believe you’re here, look at your appearance, red hair, tattoos on your arms, you’re so different, but I still see you as my Sarah,” Jodie said.

no, he looked like those triplets that brought out laughter and gray hair in her. “Excuse me?” “You asked about my wrists; the metal of the shackles sometimes digs in too deep and causes bruises and cuts.” Chrystal held her breath as she listened to him; she was not prepared to hear something like that. She had thought the boy had tried to slit his wrists, but shackles? Was he in prison? Or was he treated as a slave? Kidnapped? Yes, maybe he had been kidnapped and had managed to escape. Oliver, for his part, didn't know what else to do; she looked dismayed, but that was the truth. He was afraid she would rat him out and turn him into Craig. Chrystal got up and collected the dishes, then retu

With her were John, wearing the double hats of a media handler and a mafia member; Alfer, an architect harboring intriguing dual roles; and Daryl, who transformed from a chemistry graduate into a formidable chemist for Ice's organization. On the other side, Zian's team, Sirius, maintained their stance. Three members comprised their unit: Marcus, a military man on temporary leave; Jerry, a psychologist wielding unique talents; and Zian himself, an overseas business leader who now sought excitement here, particularly intrigued by Jaycel's unexpected pregnancy.