Straight Bait Novels & Stories

Seeing that everything he had carefully built was falling apart, Morgan decided to drop the act. "Oh. Remind me, who was it that tied her husband to the operating table and stole his kidney? Who sent her own child into a lab? If we're talking about being sick and twisted, I'd say I still fall short of you, Teagan!" A chilling glint lit up his eyes. "They say birds of a feather flock together. Did you seriously think some kind of saint would stay by your side?" He paused, then sneered. "Well, there was one—Adrian, that unlucky fool. If anything, he was doomed because of you."

Sasha I turned on the shower, stepping under the scalding water as steam filled the bathroom. My muscles ached, from the events that went on tonight. A traitor from my Bratva had the guts to point a gun at me. Big mistake. He was properly dealt with and his head would be sent to his family as a gift. No one crosses me and still gets to keep their head, I make sure of that.... My thoughts drift off to Josephine, she haunts me.

This is not how I wanted to spend my Friday night. A grimace forms on my face. I have had a nauseous feeling in my stomach, ever since it happened. "What's the plan, then?" Alec says after a while, finally lifting his eyes from his phone screen. "How are we getting Eli back?" I glance over to mum, only to see her still pacing relentlessly, paying no mind to us. "Corner him, bash him," Miles replies and I elbow him in the side. "Nah, you need to be smart about it," Jai interjects. "It's the little things that annoy you. Do something to his car, mess with his things like that and make him snap."

Maze's "Gab! C'mon! You can't be like this! Haven't you learned your lesson?" Mark and I were waiting for Top outside the bar when we heard Mike scolding a drunk Gab. Kevin and Mike are helping each other to carry him as he is too drunk that he can't even walk properly and just keeps on muttering incoherent words. I looked at Mark and he seemed worried but not about Gab but Mike. I can see Mike and Kevin having a hard time carrying him as he was a big guy.

Nice was the word for Zachary, no doubt about it. "Nice. Sounds exciting." He smirked. "Yeah well, not all of us want exciting, Max. Exciting can get you into trouble and I've had enough of that to last a lifetime." Trouble I knew and I lived with the consequences. "Little Fighter, you just haven't experienced the right kind of trouble." He threw and arm around my neck and pulled my head close to his mouth, "Trust me, when you get it right you can't wait to go looking for it again."

Sure enough, Raymond was there. The neighborhood was nearly empty in the early morning, except for a few elderly people out exercising. Raymond stood at the store entrance. His small hands were tightly clenched around the hem of his shirt. Mr. Harris was unloading supplies. When he spotted Raymond, he froze for a moment. "Raymond? What are you—" Raymond's voice was quiet but resolute. "Mr. Harris, please, let my sister go." He pulled a handful of change from his pocket. There were single dollars and several coins. He carefully arranged them in a row on the ground. "This is everything I've saved. I'm giving it all to you. I won't ever steal anything again."

“Come on. It’s time to take them down.” The traps are ridiculous. Berries, shiny pebbles, string loops tied between branches. Scarlett insists we use “lure bait,” which turns out to be half of Hilda’s granola bar and the pink ribbon from Tara’s hairbrush. I don’t ask how she got it. I have no intention of being an accessory after the fact. I let her do most of the setup, because she’s very particular about the spacing and alignment. When I suggest we try actual food, she shushes me.

But he had asked someone to teach him beforehand, and with his intelligence, catching a few big fish should not be hard. So he said confidently, “Trust me. You’ll be eating the freshest fish in a little while.” Scarlett did not really believe him, but she still said politely, “Then I’ll be waiting.” Steven followed the instructions step by step, but the hardest part turned out to be baiting the hook. The red worms in his hand kept wriggling, and he could not get one onto the hook no matter how hard he tried. He got so flustered he nearly stabbed his own finger.

He just yanked me back up and continued pushing me forward. "Don't do anything stupid." He spoke as I limped into the gas station. Me escaping isn't stupid, it's smart. As we entered the doors of the building I immediately looked around scanning the entire place looking for something that could help me. But sadly the only exit door was the one we came out of. I looked around searching desperately for a plan B. "Go to the fucking bathroom." Dylan rushed. I quickly looked at the cashier and looked back at Dylan mouthing the words 'help me' to the lady as I limped into the bathroom, Dylan following.

There were two skinny boys standing beside Lana, both wearing branded hoodies and jeans with meticulously groomed hair. However, their naturally slouched postures and carefree laughter exuded a familiar "loser" vibe that Larissa was accustomed to, which contrasted with her impression of a sloppy homebody live streamer. Raina immediately pulled Zero, saying, "Let's leave later." But it was already too late. "Isn't that Bro Zero?" One of the boys waved at Zero. His expression was filled with arrogance and was devoid of politeness. "Sorry, Bro Zero, Dark Knight and I beat you down to third place on the gift board today. I hope you're not mad at us."