I'm Trapped Novels & Stories

Fireworks burst in the sky, dazzling and bright. They looked like a perfect family of three, grinning so happily and harmoniously. I used to think that every child had the right to feel a father's love, but fate seemed to mock me. I punched the wall hard, blood streaming from my knuckles. I knelt painfully at the ICU door. I did not believe in any higher beings, but at that moment, I was willing to kneel to every god in the world. It was past 10:00 pm now.

Of course, I didn't say that! "Ok," he says as he moves closer to me. I move back until my back hits the bed, I inhale and exhale. I am trapped. He moves closer to me and smiles when he realizes I was trapped. He stares at me for a long time, and I couldn't help but feel lucky to have him. "What are you thinking about?" he whispers in my ears. I clear my throat when I realize I can't say anything. "Ahem...no..no... nothing," I stutter.

He threw her now useless cellphone on the bed because there are no more cellular cards on it! Now, there is no way for her to contact anyone to ask for help! If there is Wi-fi here, it's either she can't connect or it comes up with a secured password. So, there's no way really to connect with anybody from the outside! "I've never done anything wrong for me to be put on a terrible situation like this. I don't freakin 'deserve this!" "You are guilty. The moment you were born being a De Vera, you were guilty and you will pay for the sin you committed that aggravated my family," Greg stated seriously and firmly.

“You need to stop overthinking this.” She paused as she opened her drawer to grab some comfortable pants and a shirt. Was she overthinking this? Really? They were consenting adults, they weren’t drunk, and they sure as hell didn’t take advantage of each other. The one and only problem in this mess was Jay because he would sure as hell kill them both if he found out about the sleeping deal. Or, well, deals, at this point. She sighed as she slipped her pants on, groaning as her foot got stuck and she ended up tumbling into the wall. Within seconds the door flew up and Jake stood there, staring at her.

At his men standing guard, preventing any escape. I'm trapped. Completely and utterly trapped. By a man who claims to be my mate. A bond I can't feel. A future I never chose.

I want to be free again, to live my own life. But for now, I'm trapped. Trapped in this penthouse, trapped in this nightmare. And Victor is the one holding the key." *********************************

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.

Defeated. Cristian crouched, tilting my chin up. “Because breaking you is too much fun. And we're just getting started.” I cried harder, the weight of it all crashing down. Why was this happening? Why couldn't I escape? The fork lay discarded in the corner, mocking me. I'm trapped again. Where the fuck are you, Andrade!?

“I don’t know, Neomi. I don’t know what’s going on. I’ve tried to get away. I’ve tried to run. But I can’t. Every time I try, Daniil’s there. Watching me. He’s always watching.” Neomi’s grip tightens around my hand. Her warmth is a reminder that she’s the only one who’s been there for me. But I don’t want to drag her into this. I don’t want her to see the depth of it. I don’t want her to see how far gone I really am. “I don’t think I can keep doing this,” I whisper, my voice barely a breath. “I’m trapped, Neomi. There’s no escape. No way out.”

"To rise." Silence stretched between us. I exhaled, forcing myself to stay calm. "And if I don’t?" Mira smirked. "Then you’ll rot here." That’s when I knew I was trapped. Whatever this was—wherever this was—I wasn’t leaving anytime soon. ***