A Trap Novels & Stories

Couples are dancing, some people are drinking champagne and some of them are just talking. They seemed to be enjoying their nights. But for me? I was just here at the table looking at the champagne glass. I wonder if I will escape or will I escape here? I mean I hate this kind of event. It’s my father and his mistress’ wedding anniversary. Well, she is not hooked because they are married. But I chose to call her that. She is nothing but a slut to my eyes. She didn’t just ruin my family, she also ruined my trust in my father.

my mom called but we heard no response, hope this isn't something serious, like a murder where the police would come flooding this place. After turning round and round with my family, it finally dawn on me to check the trap we had set, so I told my family and we made our way to where it was located. In no time we got there, and just like I suspected, someone was caught in the net in an odd way, to say I was shocked was an understatement, I turned to look at my parents as they both had the same shocked expression on their faces. We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and

“If Eloise has been keeping a close watch on you and your family for the past twenty-four, don’t you think she knows of your secret underground garage and your private elevator? What if your Mom already told her about it in one of their conversations? Don’t you think she would not forget about it so soon?” I asked Miguel, my eyes fixed on him as it clicked in our heads immediately, “Trap! It’s a trap, Shaun! Get out of there, it’s a trap!

I won't know unless I try. Adeera and Diana nods simultaneously in agreement before they both fix their gaze on me. "Then let the fun begin." Liam's POV "Sh*t." I grumble as I stepped right onto another bear trap. F*ck it. Again? I just managed to get myself out of the last one and now this? It's made of silver which makes it impossible to get out of without cutting through skin and bone.

“It’s the trust conditions.” That changed the atmosphere immediately. Julius’s expression remained steady, but something in the room tightened. “Go on,” he said.She glanced down at her notes. “Your grandfather’s trust stipulates that controlling interest remains stable under certain governance conditions. Any perceived instability in leadership structure could trigger a review clause.” One of the executives muttered under his breath. “He really built traps from beyond the grave.” Julius heard it. He didn’t respond. Instead, he leaned forward slightly for the first time.

It's the most complex server with high-level security. However, Clara discovered something unique about this server. It's a trap. The server is a trap. Everyone would assume that breaking into this server requires complex methods, something difficult involving long passcodes. Yet, Clara found something surprising because the server's security is very simple—designed to trap anyone attempting unauthorized access. This server cannot be locked or acquired by anyone else. It locks its access when anyone tries to get in, and the only way for Clara to regain control of the server is to erase all traces of the hacker.

“I know. You’ve not trusted anyone in a long time. It’s not your trust I need. It’s your skills. By midnight, the door will be unlocked; get out.” With that, he turned around and walked away. I’ve heard of fighters getting caught up in traps like this one. They are first baited with what they want most, and if they fall for the bait, they get killed. This could be a trap. It was almost midnight, but I was yet to make a move. The hours passed by, and I sat there, contemplating. It was time to make a choice, and I was about to make a very bad one.

Still, it doesn’t feel like a coincidence. Kai gestures at the trap again. “In any case, you’re right about one thing. The trap … It’s unique. Look here.” He points to thick, broken springs near the base. When I ripped the trap out of the ground, they must have snapped under the strain. “What am I looking at?” “The mechanism. Traps like this store energy in the springs. Step on the trigger, the springs release, and the jaws snap shut. But these aren’t normal. They’re made of the same metal as the teeth.” He taps one with a fingernail. “Bigger, too.”

I cursed under my breath as it hit my car with a loud bang sending shards of glass everywhere, the truck didn't stop after the damage that was when I knew. This is a trap. And I fell for it.

I immediately let out an unrestrained scream of pain as I look down to see Timothy's left front paw caught in a trap. The two teeth are stuck like two chopsticks in a bread wrap, in a way that restraints movement and makes even breathing an excruciating task, so we freeze in spot with the paw suspended in midair. “How is this possible? I didn't detect the trap until I’d run right into it,” Timothy voices in my head while I try to scrutinize the trap. “That’s because it's not an ordinary trap, it has very intense concealing black magic,” I note as my eyes darken as they follow the trails of the thick dark aura surrounding it.