Mind Is A Steel Trap Novels & Stories

"Don't worry, Dad. No one will be able to bully me again." After hanging up, I slipped my phone into my pocket. At an internet cafe by the road, several seniors were panicking in front of their screens. Behind me, a scrap collector's tricycle rattled past, its loudspeaker looping an advertisement. "Buying old computers, old phones, scrap copper, scrap metal." The sound of the scrap cart slowly faded. The stone that had pressed on my heart for two lifetimes finally fell away. The summer heat scattered the shadow of my miserable death in the last life.

My mind went completely blank for a second, buzzing like it had short‑circuited. I’d been tricked. This whole setup was tailor‑made to trap me.

Luna staggered to her feet, grabbing a fistful of my hair and slamming my head against the wall. A wave of searing pain hit me, nearly knocking me out. My vision blurred, but instinct took over as I gripped her wrist tightly. I lifted my head, exposing my collarbone. I deliberately curled my lips into a mocking smile and sneered. "If York finds out you came here to throw a tantrum, he won't let it slide. Locking me up was his way of protecting me. A man like him, broadcasting to the world that you're his girlfriend—do you really think that's a blessing?"

my dad said he can really do anything for our marriage he is confident this time ughhh I'm f*e up with all these really. Early the next morning I got the spirit, felt like going to work already, ut each time I remember what happened two nights ago I feel tingled how possibly am I going to get away with that mess, well I've not pleaded with Mariel yet I was just about to before that strange girl appeared, today I pray i'd summon courage. I'm do s with my shower I'm gonna have breakfast today I want to go to work early today . JK Group is my most reliable company which is under my control and management, despite the fact to that I've many companies which I've left almost a

“Listen to what he’s thinking. Adjust your answers before he catches you in a lie.” Her breath caught. “I’ve never tried reading him before. His mind—” “I know,” I interrupted. “His mind isn’t like others. It’s… fortified. Like the rest of him. But if you focus, you’ll find cracks. Everyone has them. You just need to keep your own mind steady while you search.” Lyra swallowed hard and nodded. “Good.” I stepped back, watching her straighten herself. She still looked fragile, like a candle too close to the wind, but there was resolve in her eyes now.

I transferred because I needed distance, a new city, a new station, some kind of fresh start. At least that's what I told myself. Mercer motioned for me to follow him. "Come on. I'll introduce you to the team before they all pass out trying not to think around you." As we walked through the bullpen, the atmosphere shifted. The second heads started turning in my direction, the mental panic somehow got worse. [Don't think about that stripper!] [Why is she prettier than I expected?] [I wonder if she can hear fantasies.] [Don't think dirty!]

I felt the burn in my muscles, as I lifted the two hundred and fifty pound weights for my last rep; this is just what I needed to take my mind off of the fuckery I have to deal with later. I've found over the years, that if I push my body hard enough, my mind goes into what I call 'phase'. I can put everything else aside and concentrate on the task at hand. It's just one of the ways I've taught myself to have total control.

POV RACHELLE The echo of the steel shutters slamming shut was the sound of a trap snapping into place. The air in the warehouse was stagnant, thick with the smell of rusted iron and the ozone of Dorian’s overheating servers. "Mindy, look at me," I said, my voice steady despite the red laser dots dancing across my ivory silk blazer. "Look at the men standing behind you. Do they look like family? Or do they look like the men who held our mother in a cage?"