Femboy Traps Novels & Stories

Several guards rushed in and struggled for a long time before pinning Caleb's father to the floor. Amid the chaos, Caleb ran to the influencer's camera and snatched the selfie stick. He sobbed at the screen. "Everyone, you saw it, right? He's a psychopath. He deliberately disguised bricks as a laptop to trick me. I plugged my USB into the wrong port and it short-circuited! "My thesis really is gone. This is murder by another name. Please help me get justice!"

"Is it good?" "You'll see." he grinned. The thumping bass makes the air feel thick. I smell the sharp scent of alcohol and the earthy tones of vape pens. The light is deep red, making everything else look like shades of black and gray. The bouncers check our IDs and we head inside. Dimitri held my shoulder tightly. The interior feels like a Gothic dollhouse. Plush booths, botanical wallpaper, ornate mirrors. The waitresses are dressed up in strappy leather harnesses, some with leather animal ears and matching fur tails-bunnies, foxes, and cats, mostly.

Tyler couldn't help but smirk as he realized they had fallen into his trap. He created the app to have fun with Liora when he felt bored, but he never shared it with anyone else. After all, Caroline had warned him that the police might catch him if they found out about the app. But here's the catch—all the money paid would end up in his account! Tyler adjusted the chances of winning to only two wins each. Tyler didn't expect the Shentons to be so greedy that they would bet 25,000 dollars! He had never imagined they would be this greedy or that so much money would be at stake.

Maybe it was the girl's beauty or the dilemma of choosing whether to perform his duty by destroying her or follow his instincts and kidnap her to be his mate, but he was distracted enough to miss the trap in front of him. As soon as he stepped on the trap, a heavy cage fell upon him holding him down. He tried to bend the iron but it wouldn't bulge even under his immense strength- it was enchanted to be unbreakable. Immediately, about 60 guards rushed in with scythes surrounding the girl to protect her while the others formed a perimeter around the fortress.

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."

Connor narrowed his eyes. It has been three years since Connor and I had been married. I was seven months pregnant, so we were trying to set up our baby's room. Connor put me in charge of the decoration, and now he is regretting his decision. "First of all, this is not a killer clown. He is Bobo the friendly neighborhood clown," I said irritably. "He is Bobo the creepy fuck, is what he is," he announced. "Connor!" Connor shifted uncomfortably. "Look, I've never told you this but, I'm afraid of clowns."