Fantasy Trap Novels & Stories

With a single thought, the runes could shape raw essence into nearly anything: magical arrays, invisible pouches, endless spaces, swords, enchanted houses hidden in pocket realms, forests that grew themselves in minutes, traps, safe sanctuaries where time bent slower than reality, and even Siphons. I didn't know what to make but I knew I needed to make something he would like. Something profitable. Something that could fetch me more than his down payment. I smiled at the Space of Wonder like it was a dare. I’d decided to make a trap. Not the slow, petty thing I first imagined that would turn anyone into ash. It was so crude and destructive. I wanted to create something profitable and clever.

CAGED- A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance Trapped Forever- A twisted Happily Ever After. Hope you enjoy reading!!

At the center of the room was a pedestal, and atop it sat a small, ornate box. “The Amulet,” Nova whispered, her eyes wide. But before we could take another step, the carvings along the walls began to glow brighter, and the room was filled with a deep, resonating hum. A voice echoed through the chamber, low and menacing. “You seek the power of the Forsaken Amulet. Prove your worth, or face the consequences.” The first trap activated without warning. The ground beneath us shifted, and sharp, jagged spikes shot up from the floor, forcing us to scatter.

So she built a trap. Not some crude, garish thing, not the kind that leaves bodies in the street or headlines in the newsfeeds. The good traps are quiet, almost invisible. They are the kind that slip into rooms on soft feet and rearrange your world before you can draw a breath. Nyxara’s trap was a whisper, not a scream.

Traps are not always built with walls. Sometimes— --- They are built with certainty. --- With the belief that there is no way out. --- With the illusion… --- That every move has already been predicted. --- The circle tightened. --- Not rushed. --- Not chaotic. --- Precise. --- Every version of the system stepping forward in perfect synchronization— --- Closing space. --- Closing options. --- Closing escape. --- Adrian shifted beside Elena. --- His voice low. --- “They’re herding us.”

Everything around us disappears. It isn’t until one of the hydra touches Tru’s breast that I snap, “Mine!” I roar. The hydra steps away, and I hear one whisper, “The girl is weak. Once she’s gone, I want a turn with the man.” Something about her words brings me back to reality. I look over at Tru’s bag. Some of its contents have spilled, and a pink sparkle catches my eye. I flip Tru and I so she’s on top. It takes all my strength, but I pull my hand away from Tru’s body and reach for her bag. My fingers lightly graze the chain necklace of the charm, but I’m unable to grasp it. Using my magic, I manage to shift the ground around the backpack just enough to grab the necklace. I sit up and put

But another two were already standing there blocking my way. My eyes widened as my hands curled into fists. No, no, no! This isn't happening! What should I do now? When I tried to pass them, they pushed me back. "Let me go!" I hissed. They didn't leave then, they knew I was here. They were waiting for me to come out. They set a trap for me and I got stuck in that. One of the guards before me smirked. "We'll. But to the heavens, not anywhere else."

Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. Trapped Forever-A Dark & Twisted Happily Ever After FULL SYNOPSIS ANTONIO She's mine. She has been mine for a long time, she hasn't just accepted it yet.

He ordered and before I could say anything two female maids dragged me away. They cleaned and dressed my wounds that were still open, I winced in pain and my stomach growled. I was hungry, I hadn’t really eaten anything. I was grateful when one of the maids handed me a tray of food and without thinking twice, I ate everything on the plate and soon I was ready. They both walked out with me and I saw Alpha Devin, he wasn’t dressed too fancy and the room was slightly empty with just both of us and a priestess. What is going on?

I try again, and again, and again, and again. By the sixth attempt, I’m crying so bad I can’t control my body from shaking. I’ve trapped them there. Cain, Rhys, and Safira, I’ve trapped them in a strange land. With no food, no way to survive, nothing! I think back to the rocky cliff, the crashing beach, the way Cain had held me that night. I gather myself and instead of stepping through anything now, I let the magic take me as I am. I get on my knees and tell it to find Cain for me.