Vegas Prison Stories Novels & Stories

“Your inability to distinguish right from wrong is itself a form of irresponsibility toward patients. “Who’s to say you won’t be the next Tawnie Lowe?” Three years later, I had become a renowned expert in the field. Meanwhile, Tawnie made headlines again. She was dead. She died that very night she was released from prison, stabbed to death by Matthew’s family. He had been the only university graduate in his family. Yet, fresh out of school and just starting his internship, he was sent behind bars. His family was consumed by hatred for Tawnie for ruining their precious son.

"Investigation confirmed. The other inmate had an outstanding gambling debt with Lancaster. Apparently Flynn had been running informal lending inside the facility. Charging interest. Someone couldn't pay." "A gambling debt." "Yes. No Covenant connection. No external coordination. No conspiracy. Just prison economics and a dispute that turned violent. The other inmate has been charged with murder." Flynn Lancaster. CEO. Fraudster. Bigamist. Abuser. Dead at thirty-four over a prison gambling debt. Not a dramatic ending. Not justice exactly. Not revenge. Just the random violence of a world that didn't organize itself around narrative or meaning. I sat with the phone after hanging up. Grace fini

Meanwhile, Blake tried several times but could not get through on the landline, which was unusual since Mya typically answered within three seconds. Holding a gift, Liam comforted Blake, "If you're worried, I can go with you to check." Without hesitation, Blake shook her head, "Better not. That place is tough enough to visit once." Blake's last attempt to reach the Ventropolis Prison, guided by a hard-found address, nearly ended disastrously. The remote wilderness, inaccessible by regular vehicles, had nearly claimed her life. The horrifying online rumors about the prison were not unfounded. It was said those incarcerated there, condemned for heinous crimes, rarely if ever, made it out alive

“We’ll have our break now, and we’ll come back for you after we’re done. Don’t you worry. You don’t need to sleep for the next few days. We’ll take time to play with you until you’re finally satisfied! “Of course, you can wait for Young Master Mendoza himself to come to save you!” The slender inspector’s expression was as cold as ice. She believed that braggy people would start crying and begging for their parents and answer everything obediently after being detained for a few days. Harvey casually sipped his coffee. “Heh. There’s no saving him. Who does he think he is?! “Las Vegas is a lawful society! This isn’t a place like Country H!” The slender inspector coldly chuckled while walking aw

According to their first report they have successfully pinpointed the location of the runaways. They where st south Rampa, I don't seem to understand why so many things are happening at South Rampa all at the same time. I also remembered that I have a prisoner Elvis who I had even forgotten to Interrogate and left him in jail all this while. From the reports they have started living as a family and the girl is even pregnant for him. This was not looking good at all. I had to send someone in my name to try to broker peace, at least with my vision I can see what the person is doing.

Vera led me deeper into the compound where the prisoners were kept and with every step I could feel them before I saw them, could feel their hopelessness pressing against my shields like physical weight, could feel decades of broken dreams and shattered spirits concentrated in this one place until it was almost too much to bear. "They've given up." Vera's voice was matter-of-fact. "Most of them have been here over a year. Some over five. At some point you stop hoping for rescue and start hoping for death instead."

Uncle Jackson's family panicked and tried to run, but the sound of police sirens echoed across the fields. In the end, Uncle Jackson and Aunt Maria were arrested. With cooperation from the pharmacy, it was confirmed that Aunt Maria was the one who purchased the poison. Everything was finally resolved, and Mom was released after only a day in custody. However, she seemed to have aged ten years. In my past life, I had the same experience. I spent a whole month in custody. Despite being in my early 20s, I ended up with graying hair. Now, Mom finally saw Uncle Jackson and Aunt Maria's true colors.

The man holding Trish kicked the grating away and we climbed out into a dark street. We were tossed carelessly into the back of a van and shut in. A moment later, the vehicle peeled away. "Argh," Trish cried as she lurched with the movement of the van, crashing painfully into the metal side. "Hey, it's fine, we're okay," I grabbed her hand. "Where are they taking us?" She asked frantically. "I don't know," I replied, "But if they wanted us dead, we'd be dead." Since I had been thrown into The Saint's federal maximum prison three years ago, I had shared a cell with Patricia and we were as close as sisters now. I had thought I was surely going to die in there, but it seemed someone had a diffe

And I was standing in a hospital room with one of the most dangerous men alive. Miguel finally turned to me. His eyes were steel. No warmth. No expression. “We have somewhere to be.” I opened my mouth to protest, but one of his guards stepped forward and drove a fist into my face. ____________ Matthew The TV was on with some cheesy romcom the girls had picked, but they’d left for food before it even started. But it helped kill the silence in the room. “Can’t believe we’re in Vegas,” Vincent said, kicking the coffee table. “And here we are, drinking like teenagers hiding from our parents.”

"You mean you grew up together and were close friends? But why would you guys ever do that? It's not fair at all. I mean why would you drive pleasure from others pain? Isn't that cruelty making the neighborhood appear to be an unsafe environment." "Just shut the hell out and bring your damn voice down before you get yourself into real trouble. I actually dropped out of highschool; but not only me, Bob too. Then at age sixteen we started indulging in drug and started distributing to kids around the hood too. So lot of vices on the contrary. Meanwhile, I really want you to know this one thing about Gangster Vegas. So that young people like you that are vulnerable can easily stay out of trouble