Burn Trap Novels & Stories

The Long Drive Home The drive to my parents' house felt like a funeral procession. I sat in the back of the car my father had sent for me, staring out the window at the trees blurring past. My duffel bag was on the seat next to me, smelling of gym sweat and the stale air of my dorm. Every time we hit a bump in the road, the bruises on my ribs from the fight twinged, reminding me of exactly why I was being sent away.

It was this maniac’s tactic to offer chicken soup to his mates to divert their attention in keeping an eye on her so she could get out, but that was all his plan. When she was out of the building and out of everyone’s eyes, it was his time to do all that he had been thinking of doing to her even from the first moments she had become a detainee in this hell place because all this time, this old pervert demon was fantasizing about her!

a robotic voice droned. Dino’s comm crackled. “Dino, we’re compromised,” Paula’s voice barked. “Mirador activated the fallback trap. The walls are sealing. You’ve got ten minutes max before the place locks from the inside. We’ll be cut off.” “Copy that,” Dino growled, never taking his eyes off Vexler. “We’re with him.” Vexler tilted his head. “You can shoot me now. But you’ll never escape the facility. Mirador built a lock system that’ll suffocate every corridor with inert gas the moment my pulse stops.”

Her stomach twisted. Ethan peeked over the edge of the dumpster. His frame tensed. “We are not by ourselves.” Jenny’s breath caught. “What?” Ethan grabbed her hand. “Run.” The sound of trainers slamming towards the pavement despatched Jenny into movement. They dashed closer to the exit of the parking zone, but headlights flooded the distance, blinding them. A black automobile screeched to a stop in front of them. The doorways swung open. Two of Noah’s guys stepped out.

The barn was no longer a sanctuary; it was a tinderbox. Above, the night was shattered by the scream of tires and the heavy stomp of boots on the dry, rotted floorboards. Julian stood at the top of the bunker stairs, a heavy iron bar in one hand and a flare in the other. He had moved the heavy farm equipment to block the main entrance, but he knew the wood was old. It wouldn't hold against the weight of a Thorne’s ambition.

through the vibrations in the rock. ​They breached the main sea-gate of the facility with a controlled acoustic blast. ​The interior of the Burn-Labs was a nightmare of industrial madness. Thousands of captive "Bloom-Kin" were suspended in glass tubes, their bioluminescence being drained into massive capacitors. They weren't being killed; they were being used as Biological Batteries to power Thorne’s Great Shaker—the machine meant to vibrate the Earth’s crust until the "Wild" was shaken loose.

The Don's voice Disturbed the moment and I chuckled as Fred turned . " Yes ....Big Brother" he said sarcastically. TBC

“Look Mom! Wanda likes to eat from my hand!” “I can see that, Tay-Tay. It's amazing, honey.” “She never gets tire?” I asked, as Taylor ran after a calf to feed it, too. “It's like the Duracell bunny,” Vivienne commented, handing me the antibiotic bottle she used with Raul, one of our five rescued bulls, who a few minutes ago had had a six-inch abscess protruding from his chest. It hadn’t been the first animal treated in The Eden with that condition, but it had definitely been the largest so far.

I NEED BLOOD FOR BLOOD DAWSON'S POV~~ "What do you mean by they are burnt, a assigned you a job, only so I would visit my family to avoid suspicions and you are here telling me they are burnt, did I ever order you to kill them, I only wanted to teach them a lesson, oh shit" "I'm sorry sir" " Sorry for your mother" " Sir " " Right no you will not get the money to foot your mom's bill" " Sir... sir..." I disconnected, what have these rascal done, Mr.Bryan must surely find a way to track me.