Steins Gate Trap Novels & Stories

I can't believe I'm slacking off on the first day of work, I didn't even make dinner for him. When I came back, everywhere seemed calm, his securities must have slept off. Thank goodness I left with the card key Mark handed over to me. There was a card verification option at the penthouse gate. The gate was made of a modern stainless steel and aluminum frame yet had multiple factors for entry including password, biometrics and face unlock. I guess it unlocks at the sight of George or Mark's face. I swiped the card as the gate opened and I entered. I did the same for the door.

And just before his body could go all out on him and take control from him, he’s already at Steve’s building and he’s inside. “What? How did he enter without us opening the gate?” one of Steve’s guards muttered. He knows who Adrian was, so he didn’t try to confront him. But his shock was that the gate was closed, and it’s made in a way that it’s almost impossible to jump through as it’s way tall. And also, he hadn’t heard any sound if not that he saw Adrian stepping into the building. “Master,” Steve muttered as he rushed forward. Just now Steve got a notification that indicates Adrian was in trouble. He’s set up this security system in a way that he’d get hints when Adrian was in trouble, o

How dare she just wander around like she owned the place? Okay, big fat reality check. I really needed to get a grip on my animosity. It wasn't like the Gate was under some kind of lock and key or anything. It stood there, a massive doorway of carved wood and iron bracers, humming softly with Sidhe magic. I held back as Trill examined it, felt Liam join me, the touch of his hand on the back of my neck making me shiver. "It's a Gate," he said, speaking to Trill who turned and nodded.

But as soon as they smelt the air and caught of whiff of different scents, they all looked up and saw me walking in front. “Okay let’s start with the gate shall we, there are many regulations that come with housing the hounds and the security which needs to be in place to keep everyone safe. This gate is not a standard one that we would use in our daily life, it’s made out of solid steel and a mixture of tungsten. It’s built to withstand the sheer weight and power of the hounds. Alban, kick this gate as hard as you can.” I began to explain pointing over to the huge metal gate which stood in the centre of the hounds and I, when I took the roll of looking after these animals five years ago, I

my mom called but we heard no response, hope this isn't something serious, like a murder where the police would come flooding this place. After turning round and round with my family, it finally dawn on me to check the trap we had set, so I told my family and we made our way to where it was located. In no time we got there, and just like I suspected, someone was caught in the net in an odd way, to say I was shocked was an understatement, I turned to look at my parents as they both had the same shocked expression on their faces. We made our way further towards the trap when we heard a voice, it was a female voice and

"Alert all airline authorities, tourism offices, taxi commissions, and immigration checkpoints. I want every possible exit route monitored and shut down—no flights, no trains, no buses, no cabs. No one leaves this city with my wife. Station at least ten trusted men at every key point: airports, local train stations, bus terminals, even stables and private helipads if necessary. I want every route watched, every escape blocked. Make it impossible for her to be moved an inch without us knowing." " Yes sir" "David, you're in charge of tracking their movements down to the minute they left. Tap into the city’s satellite feeds and monitor every vehicle that departed from her neighborhood—trace eve

"The front door is misdirection. Primary threat is at the rear. Single male. Logan Hayes has eyes on him now." "Officers are turning into your road." Hargrove's voice was clipped, operational. "Thirty seconds. Tell Hayes to hold position and not engage until we're on the gate." "Logan." Lewis switched calls. "Hold. Thirty seconds." A pause. "Holding," Logan said. "He's trying the latch." The gate was locked. New lock, installed after the first photograph, rated for forced entry. It would hold thirty seconds. Maybe less if he was determined.

"They've got automated trip-wires and three rows of steel fencing around the main facility block." "I don't give a fuck about their fences," I hissed, stepping right up into his perimeter, my big forty-two-year-old frame locking eyes with the giant grunt. "The hybrid boy belongs to this house. Thorne thinks he can just pick up our pieces from the mud? No. We go in heavy, we blow the gate, and we drag the kid out before they finish the evaluation. Do you copy me?" "Copy that, Commander," Tyson nodded grunt, a brutal smile fixing on his scarred lips. "Let’s go kick the door off its hinges."

Wild vines covered the exit like I saw in movies before. My chest tightened at the thought that this might be the last time I saw Hades. But the lines of worry on Papa's face as he groped on the steel gateway looking for something brought all my thoughts to a cease. "What's wrong, Papa?" "I-It's locked," he stuttered. "It wasn't locked when I came in." "What?" My eyes widened in alarm, but then something else clicked in my head, and I gasped. It was a trap. He knew.

The situation seemed even more perplexing, leaving her wondering about the true intentions behind such strict measures. After the maid finished preparing lunch and left, Shanaya mustered up the courage to step out of her room. She knocked on the door twice, and to her surprise, it swung open, revealing the imposing figure of the giant man. In his presence, she couldn't help but feel small like a rabbit in front of him. In an emotionless tone, the guard informed her, "Sorry, ma'am, we have orders. We can't let you out." With that, he turned away and locked the main door, leaving Shanaya feeling a surge of aggression building within her. The situation intensified, fueling her frustration and d