The Trap David Icke Novels & Stories

“Now, David. Put your hands behind your back. Bima, you will restrain him. If any of your men attempt to contact the outside world, this trigger will initiate a cascade shutdown across the bunker’s main power, including the life support system.” The silence that followed was broken only by the hum of the machines on the monitor. David looked at the pale, still face of his father. He couldn't risk it. Not for vengeance, not for freedom. He turned his back to Bima. “Do it, Bima.” Bima’s hands trembled as he secured the zip ties around David’s wrists. The cold weight of defeat settled over the small team. The legendary David, the man who had brought down crime syndicates and corporations, was n

"A number of top artists, officials, and politicians in Indonesia were involved in David's party. The former sniper and head of the Portland FBI is suspected of having a cult involving many victims, most of whom are pregnant women, teenage girls, and children. David is also suspected of being involved in human trafficking. The police found evidence in the form of ecstasy, cocaine, and fake Viagra. A total of 350 videos taken from CCTV footage in his mansion were also confiscated." "David Foster's arrest revealed many facts, one of which was the involvement of Ella Paramitha, the ex-wife of the son of the owner of the Deca Group, who serves as CEO, Evan Braun. In a novel published online on v

" Alright father thank you and goodbye, please give the phone to Derrick '' he said, " Guy do not tell Sophie about this I don't want her to get unnecessarily worried you know how she could be when it comes to things like this ' ' he told Derrick Sophie was a very extra person, she could get extremely worried if she hears about it and would even fly to New York if need be . "Sure bro I would try my possible best to keep it a secret, pray she does not deny be sex though you know I would be forced to compromise" his brother jokingly said and hung up Sadky enough his secret could not be kept safe with Derrick too, he knew how Sophie had been tied around her fingers and would get anything she wa

I need to continue. This is the main reason why I am here. To know the secrets that are hidden in this area. Is Gideon the one who made it? I know that he knows about this basement as he has the keys. I just don't know why the key to this door is hidden securely. I hit my chest to strengthen myself, physically and emotionally. I have to get this through. I am trapped by the reality. 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.

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

Adam opened his jacket to cover Nisa’s skirt, which had risen beyond the limits of what a man's eyes should see. “Thank you, Dam!” Nisa quickly covered herself and placed her bag on top of Adam's jacket. “Nis, I need to tell you something,” Adam said as he started the motorcycle.“What is it, Dam?” “Sorry, I’m going to break my promise. I won’t be able to pick you up later this afternoon, okay?” “Oh, that. No worries, Dam. You shouldn’t have to pick me up like this; I can go by myself,” Nisa replied.

All the trauma of the explosion and the constant fear for Nyla’s life came rushing to the surface, and I reached for the heavy metal pliers sitting on the table nearby. I didn't care about being a good man anymore. I didn't care about the laws or the consequences. I was a Varek, and in our world, when someone tries to take what is yours, you take everything they have left. I moved toward the man, my shadow swallowing him whole as I reached for his foot. The sanctuary of the clinic was gone. The battle was here.

"A company is not a family, and a boss is not a parent. Employees and employers have a contractual relationship. Money is part of that contract; perks are icing on the cake. Don't let 'warmth' hijack your interests, and don't let 'thoughtfulness' disguise greed." "And Polly?" One reporter pressed. "Have you forgiven her?" I paused for a moment. "She paid the price," I said. I got into the car. My assistant handed me a tablet. "Mr. Bassett, the stock has risen fifteen percent. The board sent congratulations. Also, look at this." It was the social media trends list. [The Truth Behind the Cherry Trap] [Midea Tech Corporate Espionage] [What Happened to Those Employees Who Wanted Cherries?] [Apol

He was still trying to figure out what I meant when the middle guard who’d been in charge of taking the video struck. He had quietly picked up an iron rod and before Harold knew what was happening, the middle man struck his head hard. He fell. “What the fuck, Jace?!” Derrick exclaimed still holding me and as I tried to shake him off, he let me go. Harold collapsed to the floor, unconscious. “Kill him now. Or else he’ll come for you and your families.” I urged them. “Don’t.” Derrick warned but the middle one, Jace, was more determined.

David said from the doorway, his voice calm and sharp. “You understand that, right? This isn’t a negotiation” He stuttered a name. And showed me his record book. I closed my hand into a fist in my glove until the knuckles ached. It was a chain of drugs, trafficking and p**n involving minors. Each name layered into a map: addresses, bank shells, email handles, a pattern that started to look less like chance and more like design. I let David take the shot that ended his miserable life.