History Trapped Novels & Stories

I took his phone quietly and saw the news that shattered my world. There had been a serious car accident; a woman and child narrowly escaped death. But her husband died tragically. In the photo, the woman, still with her long curly hair and delicate beauty, was unmistakably Chloe, whom we had not seen in years. Charles tried to stay calm, but I could see through his facade. "I just feel bad for them," he said, his voice almost too casual. In the days that followed, he became increasingly absent-minded. He forgot important dates—my birthday, Sally's vaccination appointment, and our wedding anniversary. It was unlike him.

He had been with Athena over a year yet he didn't find her as a wicked and mean person thus he reached out to MS hotel's management to know more about the follow up investigation process. His longing to get Athena back intensifies when he sees the report concerning the previous incident that she wasn't connected to any of those. According to the stack of papers he read, there was an error in their system that monitors the whole building. Marie and Hannah being trapped inside the ladies room was just an unexpected mistake… One of the hotel's cleaning staff reported that he sealed that area because he found leakage in one of the cubicles. How and when the two women got there, nobody has the id

I am trapped by my own worlds and thoughts and it is so hard to break free as I was being trapped in a literal way. Once again, I am trapped into the unknown.

Helena laughed bitterly, thinking about how much Damian had once loved her. Yet that love came with boundaries, so many suffocating rules she wasn't allowed to break. Back then, she just wanted to escape-just for a while. She believed she could run free, dance, scream, taste the outside world... and then come back to Damian like nothing had changed. But nothing went the way she imagined. "Now, none of that matters anymore," Brown said flatly. "You've been dumped."

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

It was a vow, a promise that no matter what storm Margaret was trying to kick up in the hallway, I was the only one who truly held his focus. As he stood up, his silhouette tall and imposing against the dim light of dawn bleeding through the heavy velvet curtains, I shifted slightly. My hand instinctively came to rest on the four-month curve of my stomach. The tiny life growing inside me was the only reason I could stomach the toxicity of this house. Margaret thought she was interrupting a moment of lust, but she was actually interrupting the only real truth left in a mansion built on lies. She didn’t know that the legacy she was so desperate to steal was already taking root right here, surv

We are exactly where we belong. Julian locked his intense, ice-blue eyes with hers, stripping away the last barriers between them. The Ice King had melted, the master key was destroyed, and the ghosts of their past were finally buried. As they surrendered to the heat of the tropical night, tangling together in the dark, Maya knew one thing for absolute certain. She was trapped by the CEO. And she never wanted to escape.

I know we can still visit. "I love you," Don says holding my hands as I cry. "I love you," I say, kissing him. I can't believe he is MINE DONALD is really MINE Whoever knew I'll one day call this sexy lycan mine. I was once TRAPPED in the decision on having two mates but I seriously can't believe DONALD won my heart. I love Donald with all of me and I can't wait for us to start a life together. THE END

It was all there in the tapes. My husband's dark secrets. His drugs, his debauchery, everything was in it. I had seen enough and quickly ejected the tape and started destroying it. "You wanna help destroy them?” I said exasperatedly. We destroyed the tapes. Well, not all. I sneaked in a few. It was my insurance, for my secured future. If Thomas could wipe out an entire family, he could easily get rid of William and me as well. It was then I realized I had married a monster!

Both had been lied to. Both had been manipulated. And soon, the truth would force them into the same war. A war neither of them had chosen. A war that would leave the Smith family with nowhere left to hide. Because Lottie Smith was dead. But Charlene Jean Rice was alive. And somewhere beneath the fractured walls of her memory, the little empress was beginning to wake.