History 3 Trapped Novels & Stories

There was no telling what kind of traps may await them in here As soon as Gerald saw the same thing as Katrina, his eyes widened and a look of fear flashed across his face. "Shit... We're trapped... Gerald sighed, resting his hands on his hips and closing his eyes. "Great... Just great..." He had hoped that they'd get out unscathed this time. That they could finally leave the forest, and get some peace and quiet, but instead they've ended up stuck here. He had planned everything perfectly, so why did it end up this way

He transformed in his half-wolf form and enveloped me in his arms as we descended into the hole. “Samalah, are you alright?” “A-Ah, yes,” I said, still a bit shaken after what just happened. Tristan peered around the hole. It was around nine feet deep, and the surface was smooth. It was a man-made trap for sure… Tristan had been using his flames of invisibility, and yet we had been caught into this trap. What was going on? “Lady Samalah, how are you? Did I do well,” someone said from above us. We peered at the edge of the hole above, and sure enough, there were around three to four wolves looking down to us while we were trapped there.

I greet, looking at the men and women seated on the comfortable office chairs, their hands cuffed behind their back. “Go to hell you stupid bitch!” Marquas Hans shouts back, his hatred clear for all to see. I ignore his little tantrum, motioning for a Soldier to gag him so that there are no other interruptions before I address why I came to see them. “We all know that you all conspired with the Traitor, Juden Trilavantas. We also know that many of you helped with the Rebellion fourteen years ago.” I begin, satisfied to know I have everyone’s undivided attentions.

Fifteen minutes later, I spotted the first trap. “Jaelor, watch out!” I shouted. He jerked his foot back just as the claw trap snapped shut on empty air. “Phew. Small one. We can use it later to slow down creatures or cover an escape.” Caesea offered to carry it. I dug it out, checked the mechanism, set the safety, and handed it over. Our bags gradually filled with three traps each as we pressed on. “This is taking forever,”I thought. Still, if these were the only traps left, we might actually reach the final quest in one piece.

Just as Nicholas explained his location, he kept his gaze fixed on the man, ready to attack in case he tried to run or do something bad. Whatever happened to Aria, he knew Lucas was involved somehow. “You need to stay with him,” the operator instructed, “ do not engage further till the cops arrive. It is important to keep him there and get as much information as you can.” *** Damien arrived at Seren Isle, a remote island located in the South Atlantic Ocean. On arrival, he had been shocked to see such a beautiful island with forests, rolling hills and beaches. This was nothing like New York where there were modern distractions. Even the inhabitants are a small, indigenous population that live

She must be thankful that I'm not in condition to jump over her! "Ahh!" All of us shouted when the three crocodiles attack us at the same time. I was ready to bait myself so that these two could run when suddenly someone pulled us from these wild animals and in just one blink of my eye the crocodile is already sprawled on the ground and bloody. to my shock I seemed to forget to breathe, how could these three crocodiles be dead in an instant? and how in a second are we so far from the crocodiles?

“There is nothing We can do about it now. We need shelter. Now!” The smell of the incoming rain invaded their nostrils. Reluctantly, they abandoned the dig, gathering their supplies. The group made their way towards the treeline, the wind howling as distant thunder rumbled. Then— Snap. Jasper let out a sharp cry as the ground beneath his foot gave way. A split second later, his right leg was enclosed in a metal-toothed trap. It was like a shark's mouth had attacked his foot. Jasper's yells increased in tempo as the pain tore through him. The jagged metal teeth of the trap had sunk into his ankle, biting through his flesh and bone. It was pure agony.

No matter how successful his business was, he turned out to be pretty stupid. “Yeah, yeah, we get it, you get your revenge, and you get the girl, and I get the money, and we’re all happy!” the third guy, the tramp, as Elizabeth called him in her head, spoke pointing his finger first at the feral alpha then at Robert. “But how long do I have to wait?” he was really impatient. “Not long, a couple of hours more, at most... I think by now he got the message...” the alpha answered. “Come, help me set the trap.” he and the tramp looking one went outside, and Elizabeth was alone with Robert.