Funny Springtrap Novels & Stories

“Took longer than I thought though... as small as it was.” He screamed again in pure rage and hatred and I only laughed harder. “Man. Shut up.” I growled as the rest of my tracker team and guards surrounded the group. “Now, we are going back. And later... we all get to have some fun.” I laughed in the most sadistic way I could. Glancing at my mate as he still had his arm around my sister in law a brilliant idea hit me. I know the perfect way to get even. It's even better than a trampoline!

Six years of fake love, six years of meticulous pretense, all torn to shreds in that moment, gone up in smoke. With the small bag I'd already packed, I left that house full of lies and humiliation and checked into a rundown inn on the outskirts of pack territory. Before I left, I mailed Connor the pack talisman he'd given me, the one that symbolized his Alpha protection, along with the surveillance camera I’d pulled out of the teddy bear. Figured he'd get this "congratulatory gift" right on the day of the Marking ceremony. I thought that with my complete disappearance, this whole farce would finally be over.

Shanaya was on the college campus, sitting with her other friends and laughing at the jokes they were cracking. "Laugh as much as you want because your doom is on its way coming near you" Avyaansh smirked thinking about the trap he planned for her. "You are my trump card, Shanaya" he leaned back on his chair. His voice was void of any emotions and that smirk never left his face. ********** Meanwhile at Singhania heights;

Locking eyes with him, I mutter, "Let me show you how a real gun works." "N-no!" I pull the trigger and watch as the light in his eyes is instantly snuffed out. "Feeling better?" Lucio asks. I shrug. "A little." Then I grin at him. "It was fun watching the weapon explode in his hand, though. I'll take today as a win." Not bothering the other men, Lucio and I walk out of the warehouse. I climb into the passenger seat of our SUV while Lucio slides behind the steering wheel.

Janet came back to sense and raised up from CEO Fred immediately, stammering, " Bo..Boss..CEO... Victor...You...you are here?" Actually, Janet had an obsession with collecting different sorts of gadgets. When she stayed overseas, she always looked for new invented objections. It was one of the gadgets that her neighbor gifted her. It was small yet powerful. With just one push, it could paralyze a person for 3 days minimum. So, she came prepared to steal the signature from CEO Fred. Who knew that she would meet with her Boss instead? Michael began to ask impatiently, his eyes watching Janet hatefully, " Boss..Boss..Just order me..I will chop them to death.."

He laughs and hands me a medium-sized box, not at all light and wrapped in very cool decorative paper. "What is it?" "Open it." he sends winking at me. I smiled at him untying the knot, the wrapping falls and I am surprised by the image of the box. My smile widens. “I can't believe it…” I exclaimed, looking at him playfully, “It's a trampoline.” “Your springboard.” “I can't believe it…” I repeat, opening the box and taking out the disc of medium dissensions, Grean records every part of my expression, in fact; He helps me by placing his gift in a clear corner of the room.

Chuckling to himself, Liu Feng refused to comment on the two children’s excitement about the new skills. For professionals like Akiko and himself, dismantling a trap or two was basic. They didn’t have to worry about carefully removing parts without triggering the detection mechanism. With enough brute force and finesse, physical traps like the ones the Kobolds made using primitive resources could be destroyed five times quicker than a scout could disarm it.

the man raised an eyebrow. Seeing the woman still frozen, Max stepped towards the door and took out his cell phone. “Open it or I press the send button?” Amber's jaw was throbbing furiously. She just realized that the trap was too small for Max. “Three… two….” "Open the door!" Amber shouted before the sound of the lock turning was heard. In a glance, the door slowly began to open. After flashing a fleeting smile, Max put his phone back into the pocket. “If you still want to have fun, just do it with my belt. Isn't that what you've seen since I walked in?”

A bright grin lingers last before he slips into the throng, pulled along by voices bubbling with laughter. A whisper of touch guides me along, fingers at my waist nudging forward. Into a pocket of calm near the wall, away from the noise. He waits. A question hangs without words “It’s a trap,” I say quietly, my stomach churning. “But not one with walls or blades. It’s a trap that makes you love your cage.”

“This is your last chance. Screw up again, and it’s over.” Freddie smirks, taking a long drag from his cigarette with weeds. “Yeah, it’s risky, but we can pull it off. We play our cards right, get you close to Travis, and then we have everything we need. You can go back to living the high life, and we can all profit.” Spring feels a twisted sense of hope stir within her. It’s dangerous, but it could work. “Fine,” she says, her voice cold and calculating. “But we do it my way. No more screw-ups.”