Caught Up In Between Novels & Stories

Colin, on the other end of the line, expressed his reluctance: "Believe in your potential, my friend! Go alone in search of your girl..." "I promise we'll have fun and who knows, maybe you'll also meet someone interesting?" I insisted, trying to motivate Colin. I was completely distracted by the conversation, and it was in this moment of inattention that I ended up bumping into someone, causing an unexpected collision. The person ended up falling, abruptly interrupting my conversation with Colin. Surprised, I ended the call and leaned over to help the person on the ground, apologizing for the distraction.

ɪ sɪɢʜᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀʟᴋᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴘʟᴀʏ, ᴍʏ ɴᴇᴄᴋʟᴀᴄᴇ ᴍɪsᴛᴀᴋɪɴɢʟʏ ғᴇʟʟ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ. ɢᴏᴏsᴇʙᴜᴍʙs ғɪʟʟᴇᴅ ᴍʏ ʙᴏᴅʏ ᴀs ɪ sᴡᴀʟʟᴏᴡ� ��ᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅ, ɪ ᴡᴇɴᴛ ᴄʟᴏsᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴘɪᴄᴋ ɪᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ɪᴍᴍᴇᴅɪᴀᴛᴇʟʏ, ɪ ғᴇʟᴛ sᴏᴍᴇᴏɴᴇ’s ʜᴀɴᴅ ᴘᴜsʜ ᴍᴇ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏᴏʟ.

It was as if time had stopped, and I was trapped in this surreal moment. As the punch landed, Andre stumbled backward, clutching his face in pain. I could see the confusion and hurt in his eyes, mirroring the chaos within my mind. I never intended for things to escalate like this, and now I was caught in the middle of a mess I didn't ask for.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

She slipped and started to fall backward. With lightning speed, I grabbed her waist and pulled her up. For a moment, time stopped and we just stood there, staring each other in the eye.

His words carried an edge of irritation. Before he could say more, I cut him off, my voice rising slightly. “You mean I didn’t understand that I’m just a puppet to you? Trust me, Adrian, I understand perfectly. I’m just showing you that I’m not interested in playing that role!” My eyes locked with his, the defiance clear in my tone.

The thought made me feel foolish for obsessing over our brief encounter. Yet, the memories came flooding back, a torrent of emotions swirling within me. I couldn't tear my gaze away, my mind reeling with the coincidence. Caught in a crossfire of excitement and uncertainty, I was about to dive into what could only be dubbed an exhilarating chaos—the kind that came around when life presented unexpected surprises, and drama unfolded in the most delightful way. Little did I know, the night had only just begun.

The deed had already been done. “You’re staring too much.” He murmured, voice rough. “No I wasn't.” I hummed, my voice betraying me. He pulled me back, his grip tightening around me. “I caught you.” My cheeks flushed from embarrassment as he tilted my face, staring into his deep hazel eyes. Somehow, my life felt messed up. I was marked by two yet claimed by three. For the first time ever, I was trapped between a line that I couldn't cross. “What are you thinking about?” His husky voice snapped me out.

Each command tightened the choreography into something useful. Somewhere in the second round, my elbow haunched a little too soon on the pivot, my knee a fraction misaligned, and Alexander’s palm came down on my shoulder to correct me. Reflex took over: I adjusted my weight, brought my arm up in an instinctive, deflecting parry, and then saw Lucien step into my path. His timing had been perfect for cake, dreadful for a training drill.

I tried to explain, feeling guilty that my actions had made him misunderstand me. “Alpha Norway, sorry to interrupt, you have a messenger from Darus.” A guard walked in and handed over a brown envelope with a red stamp on it to Alpha Norway. I noticed the seriousness in his face and couldn't help but wonder what the message was about. No, I shouldn't be concerned about this. “Looks like our meeting will have to be postponed,” he said as he stood up from the chair. “It's fine,” I replied. “There was something I wanted to discuss with you, which is why I brought you here, but from the look of things, you don’t seem to be in the right state of mind,” he said.