Saw Every Trap Novels & Stories

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.

’ She wasn’t wrong. My eyes landed on a dagger resting on a pedestal, its hilt was carved from bone and its blade was simply stunning. On another pedestal, a crown of obsidian metal shimmered with a dark, oily sheen. Every item practically radiated menace, but also…money. Enough money to disappear for years. “Five minutes,” I whispered, forcing my shaking hands to steady as I reached for the nearest chest. “In and out.” It was right at that moment that the first trap activated.

She began to watch her steps. One after the other, the traps kept killing them. Emily notices Maya walking into one of those traps. She yelled immediately. Don't take any more steps. Stand still and let me get to you. She took her time studying the trap and directed Maya on how to come out without getting hurt.

A small red light flashed on the device. Everyone froze again. The basement fell silent except for the steady beeping of the remote. Ethan’s heart stopped. The trap had been set. And now it was ticking.

To prov‍e th‌at their trap was a joke,⁠ and that he was al‍ways two steps ahead. The trap had be‍en sprung‍. B‍ut the‍y hadn't caught the prey. The prey had come to admire the ba⁠it, and then vanish‌ed back into‌ the shadows, lea⁠ving beh‍ind a chi‍lling message: I see you. And you can't stop me⁠.

The smell of mold permeated the air, making me choke and cough. I didn't know where I was being taken to. Suddenly, I saw a light in front of me, coming through a half-closed door. Immediately, I shook off the man's hand and ran toward the light. Shocked, he tried to grab me, but I slapped him hard. Caught unaware, the man paused. He was dazed. His spectacles fell onto the ground with a clink and were promptly stepped on and destroyed. The light was getting closer. Hope welled up in my heart.

Damon looked at Cleo, who also understood the situation. "Looks like Aresh knows something," Damon said as they walked out of the cafe together. "Maybe, I could see it earlier," Cleo replied quickly. "His gaze was so intense it was like he wanted to kill. I hope it's nothing serious." "I'm not sure," Damon said. They all got into the car. Eros took the wheel and immediately hit the four-wheeler at a reasonably high speed. Cleo and Damon were even more convinced that something was wrong.

for the night escaped just like that? I chuckled. I'd seen men pull this trick too many times—they were just playing hard to get. Still, I couldn't help feeling a little disappointed that such a cute guy had escaped my clutches.

There definitely must be some inferior motive. Maybe it's just me, but like I said before, I'm having a hard time believing in people nowadays. No matter how I see it, I can't let myself believe he is doing all this out of humanity. Why would he take the risk to free me when he could get him in trouble? At the end of the day, he is involved in illegal stuff and I can easily go to the police and report their names. A part of me still believes that they are trying to trap me and this is all a scheme. Like I have seen in so many movies where shit like this happens and, in the end, it just happens to be a trap.

Cassian muttered, “Fantastic. So it’s a doomsday plan and we’re the babysitters. Perfect.” I pressed the binder to my chest. “Then we stop him. No matter what. No hesitation. No fear.” Suddenly, a hidden panel in the wall slid open with a mechanical hiss, revealing the next trap—a series of swinging blades, set to activate as soon as someone moved too far into the room. Sparks flew as metal groaned under tension. “Trap!” Lucian shouted, pulling us back. Adrian quickly analyzed the mechanism. “It’s mechanical. Precise. Timing is everything. Step incorrectly and—” He didn’t need to finish. The risk was clear.