The Prison Novels & Stories

I asked, not understanding. “The great dungeon is a prison open to our entire land,” Gibran said. "If you are a wolf and you committed an act so heinous that you were condemned to nothingness itself, anyone can send you here. The place falls under the administration of the Alpha of the pack because of its location, but it houses prisoners from all over the territory. However, it is a prison that has compartments and armored sections for each pack's areas. It is strictly controlled, which is unusual, but the Vane family uses it as a normal prison. It is a way to make people think twice about committing a crime, and it has served to reduce crime rates to almost zero." Hearing that gave me chil

Dastan I finally get released from prison after Twelve days, I got the shit beat out of me everyday in there and no matter how much I begged the guards never moved me to a different cell but they never did, I know this has to be somebody’s doing because there is no way under normal circumstances that someone like me would be treated this way.

I ask the guard as we walk to A block. “Oh, yeah… the A and B blocks are for the riches or executives people who paid for every single night stays and the C and D is a federal state” He explains. “W-what? I thought this prison was a private prison” I respond. “Yes, it is… but the private one is only for A block and B” He explains. “Is that how the government works? Work for people who had money and power?” I raise my brow. “I mean, these people deserve to be treated as the same” I say.

After Charlie completed the formalities, he changed into the prison uniform, took his toiletries, and followed the prison guard to Area 1. When he stepped foot in the prison area, he realized that the prison was dirtier and worse than a refugee camp. Unlike in American movies and TV dramas, there was no cell ensuite with a toilet where two men shared a cell. In fact, prisoners of all races were crammed into one big cell like sardines, and the only furniture in the cell was dozens of beds.

The monsters hiding inside my head doesn’t bother me when I’m with someone. I was led to an unfamiliar hallway by two officers: one walking at my back and the other in my vanguard. I rounded my head to memorize every nook and cranny of the place. Housing security risk prisoners, there was no available map of the second and third levels of the prison. It was up to me to make up a mental drawing in my brain.

If that were the case, this place might not only trap her and Alpha Levi but there might be others as well. In Arista's memories, she had never heard her master mention activating the Tunderman Tower. This sealing business had been going on since she experienced it. Therefore, if other sealed beings were inside the tower, they must have been imprisoned here from ancient times. It would be impossible for the inmates here to be weaklings. The Tunderman Tower has nine floors, and there may be more than just one or two individuals imprisoned there. If that Alpha Levi had a little courage, he could release all those inmates and maybe even have the ability to detonate the tower.

The prison where Kristen was held hostage stood as a formidable structure, nestled within a sprawling landscape. Its imposing walls, adorned with barbed wire and surveillance cameras, served as a testament to the high-security measures in place. As one approached the facility, the sight of armed guards stationed at various intervals sent a clear message: this was no ordinary correctional institution. The outer space of the prison was meticulously designed, boasting a manicured lawn, towering gates, and a formidable checkpoint that served as the gateway to the compound. A sense of order and authority permeated the atmosphere, wit

Jonah and Alyssa exclaimed in unison, "A prisoner in an orange-colored uniform?" "In the Fifth Prison, orange-colored prisoner uniforms are meant for felons with mental illnesses. They are distinguished from other prisoners by the colors of their uniforms." Sean blinked. "That prisoner knelt before Steven and clung onto his legs as he bawled his eyes out. He claimed that he wasn't mentally ill and that he had not murdered anyone either. He asked Steven to help him with his appeal."

Not so much for me, but Shotgun doesn't have a television and I know he will want to kill some time watching something before they hopefully let us out for breakfast. The entire prison is sectioned into pods that hold around eighty men. There are two floors of cells that circle an open area in the center. On the bottom floor, the center circle holds two phones, two televisions, and two kiosks where we can plug in a tablet and d******d games, music, and emails from a secure email site. The showers are also on the bottom floor as well as a bunch of tables for socializing but as far as I’m concerned, the less socializing, the better.

V PRISON, a system most men fear and spend half their life and wealth running from. For some it can be a place that signals the end in a man’s journey, while for the twisted ones like me… Yes! Have never feigned being normal or even liking things that were anything less than average. Which means prison isn’t a cage that can be used to bind a monster of my kind.. Cages only work when the animal doesn’t understand the structure. And I do!