Trampa Infernal Novels & Stories

Adam carried Chinyere over his shoulder, as though she was a sack of rice. Chinyere tried her best to kick her tied legs and screamed, "Help! Help!" Warm tears ran down her cheeks when the man jumped out of the truck without letting go of her. Her head and body ached and her throat was parched. She gave up screaming and took to hitting Adam on the back but he tightened his grip. "If you don't behave, I'll kill you, bury and no one will ever find your body," Adam said. Chinyere stopped what she was doing and studied her surroundings.

He then sliced his left palm and took my left palm in his once more, mixing our blood. Doyle turned back to the crowd and still holding my hand, we made our way over to the microphone. When we were standing back in front of the microphone, Doyle said, “Members of the Celtic Moon pack, may I present to you your new Luna, Luna Lena.” At this announcement, the members of my new pack broke out in cheers and applause. Leah, Lilly, and Julie walked over to us and gave us both hugs and well wishes.

While I waited at the hospital to get my tubes tied, I came across a question that was blowing up online. [What's the cruelest way to get revenge on a woman?] An anonymous answer sat at the very top with thousands of upvotes. [Easy. Become her best friend, then slowly take everything she's proud of away from her. [I should know. That's exactly what I did to the girl I grew up with. [By the time she realized anything was wrong, her parents already treated me like their daughter, and I outranked her at her own family's company. Her childhood sweetheart, who later became her husband, lost his virginity to me in the house she personally decorated for them. [And those twins she thinks are

Romero De Vera is her great-grandfather, who passed away a year ago due to old age and heart disease. "That's it! You already got what you want! First, the land that began the fight between the two clans decades ago. You now have it. Second, about politics. The people sided with you, and our clan didn't win the election. So, what's the use of this? What's the use of taking me as bait?!" He turned to her again, and he smirked. "The sins committed by your family aren't yet been paid that much due to the aggravated damage your clan caused to our family. And I will start charging you with the debt."

Amara I had seen death. I had wielded it, survived it, stood with my hands drenched in it. But whatever was inside Trina now—this was something else. She convulsed on the stone floor, her mouth open in a soundless scream as black smoke poured from her eyes and fingertips. The shadows recoiled. Even the Forgotten kept their distance. This wasn’t possession. This wasn’t magic. It was infestation. Kael stood protectively in front of me, but I stepped around him, heart pounding.

"Mr. Parell, I couldn't stop him…" Leo's frantic shouting snapped me back to reality. That was when I realized… I had been reborn. Bayndemar. A horrifying hell on earth. Terrifying memories crashed over me like a tidal wave. Every bone in my body ached as though it were being crushed all over again. I jerked my head up, my eyes bloodshot as I glared at Leo. "You…!"

Trent smirked. Trent extinguished his cigarette, flicking it into the trash, “What’s the rush? Let’s wait a bit. No need to get caught in the crossfire.” Eulalia had given him info on the goods from Southwater Island. It was only fair to deliver her a “gift” in return. Trent pointed downstairs, “Do you know what this is called?” His subordinate looked puzzled and shook his head, unable to guess Trent’s meaning. “That's what you call a perfect match: a tramp and a scoundrel. May they stay together forever.”

As they drove in, Bella stared around in awe, they had not exaggerated when they had said the Del Gato compound was majestically built, because it was indeed, tall, very tall palm trees filled the area and a waterfall in it's midst. Bella stared around in amazement, her lips ajar. The car halted and she inhaled for a while ready to meet her Mr Man, her mother gave her a small kiss on the cheeks afterwards. "Dante Cassato himself" a thick masculine voice exclaimed. Bella turned to see the almighty Lorenzo walking majestically down the stairs, clapping.

Caius “WOOO-HOOO! CRUSH IT! CRUSH IT INTO OBLIVION!” My darling fiancé bellowed, leaping up from the stands as Grave Digger, the neon-green monster truck, plowed over the shell of an old F-150. She bounced on the balls of her feet, screeching through her cupped hands as Grave Digger was followed by Monster Mutt, another monster truck, though this one was painted neon orange and had the face of a dog on the front.

It was beyond their knowledge. Clearing his throat, Zadicus began to say, telling them. “Tales of Grievances, Page 1, Dimension of Katastrofi is an imitation of inferno. It was a devilishly long path, an abyss. Unspeakable blasphemy resides there, no human should extend their steps towards a portion of His World. Return. Return. Return.” Tristan and Huzefa eyes widened in appall, not expecting Zadicus would have known about this. What he read about decades ago was now before him.