Trap Boi Novels & Stories

Yet, this same land he swore to protect had gulped his blood and those of his household. Tapping the snuff box angrily, Bozo yanked the coverlid open but hissed when the wooden end of the object suddenly snapped in his fingers. Everything would have been perfect if only Maduka had listened to him and followed his plans. None of this would have happened. None. “You, over there,” Kachi pointed, “keep a sharp eye. I wouldn’t want any surprises” He patted his male ostrich and the animal ambled towards Bozo. “Any report?” Bozo said, scooping the snuff with his index finger without looking at the captain.

I would never hurt my own kind unless threatened. Stralath nodded. Bobby stepped towards the wide window. "I need space, so I don't hurt anyone. Observe. And please don't kill me." "Don't waste our time." Stralath waved a hand. Bobby pulled up his sleeve and extended his right arm. A long bony blade shot from his wrist, and everyone stiffened. "This is our barbed spike. It's a little different from the barbed creatures on this planet—ours is made of a stronger material and can cut through most prey or enemies."

Their blows seemed stronger against the rogues and muscles felt heavier and like they carried more weight. In the next moment, they had managed to knock one of the rogues unconscious with a blow to the temple and had broken the jaw of the second. But the third and largest persisted. He focused on calling for help while keeping Troi trapped to whatever they had landed on. The rage bubbling up kept growing and Troi used the massive brutes own tactic to lure him into a hold where they could wrench his shoulder out of its socket. As he let out a yell, they rolled over on top of him, grabbed his other arm, and slammed it across the fence post they had been lying on until they heard a crack and th

Bogo implored, desperate for their assistance. Tricc swiftly knelt beside Bogo, his brothers by his side. The three siblings, each possessing a unique gift, knelt solemnly before Bogo, sensing the imminent danger looming over RiverBay Pack. With a shared nod, the triplets raised their hands, creating a protective barrier around Bogo as they focused their combined energies on breaking Floridia's hold over him.

reason being why I write it down. - Dear Diary Robbie says if I don't sleep with him, it would be best if we break up. I'm not ready, I'm scared but I love him and I don't want to lose him. His parents know my parents and I know his parents, he is the perfect boyfriend. It might not be on our wedding night but we will get married eventually so why not just give it to him now. Laura thinks Robbie is being manipulative but I get his frustration, we're both nineteen year old virgins or so he told me. I trust him x

“I’m going, too. I’m sick of sitting around watching video feed. It’s making me cross eyed.” Troi took his place on the bed. “No problem. I want to see video footage of the gas station. From the day Addie got off the bus. Can you hack it?” she asked Snap. The look Snap gave Troi made me snort. “Yeah, I can hack it,” he said, contempt dripping from his voice.

"Interesting. Now I'm curious how Tía Sofia would feel finding out her son's secretly got a whole other life he doesn't even have the guts to tell her about." "Don't even try it," Dominic snapped, stepping forward fast enough that Renata stumbled back on reflex. Her back hit the wall. One of his hands landed flat against the wall right beside her head, boxing her in with his own body, close enough that Renata could smell soap mixed with something more masculine underneath, close enough to see the small cuts across his knuckles that hadn't fully healed from the fight the night before. "Why? Scared?" Renata tilted her chin up, defiant, even though her heart was pounding so hard it felt like it

Adam pause for a second and utters. “What is it?” “I just got updated that we lost the tender of the Boston project.” “Who won the project?” Adam gritted between his teeth. “The Paramount. Not only that even they have pulled out their leg from the deep shit of bankruptcy.” Adam’s jaw clench because he hadn’t left any stone unturn to bring The Paramount to the dust and hearing that the company rose back to life like a phoenix from ashes was making him lose his control. He fucking wants Robert Brown weeping for his loss and not the other way round.

he cooed quietly. Tobias uncurled his legs and went to stand up, but before he was fully upright, it looked like he tripped and went stumbling forward. I caught his shoulders, but he is a giant and I am tiny. It was like a gerbil trying to stop a walrus, absolutely futile. Tobias’s body kept falling forward, forcing me back onto my butt and then onto my back, making my head thump on the carpet. Tobais was half laying, half kneeling over the top of me. He was holding his upper body off me with one hand and grabbing at his temple with the other.

The ZF-BOSS, which had been silent, suddenly roared from the distance inside the vlogging studio. Mmmph… Content Delayed… Need to Record! Stalker Zombies… disturbing Hero Content! The Stalker Zombies reacted to the roar, some turning their heads, eyes blinking as they appraised the source of the noise. "Damn! The ZF-BOSS is attracting them!" Lia screamed. "That’s it!" Bima grinned. "The ZF-BOSS is a natural content trigger! He’ll be our best distraction!" "Riska, overcharge the flashlight now! Lia, you need to clear a path!" Bima commanded.