Trap Boi Novels & Stories

Read at your own risk. ****

Elijah was busy holding Tobi down while the other two boys tried to run away. Alpha gave another instruction on attacking. Unsure, Temi stepped towards Tobi and Elijah. She lifted her arm and smashed an elbow into the side of Tobi’s skull, the soft spot high on the temple. He sagged in Elijah's arms and Elijah shoved him away. He panted, holding his left leg. It arched in a way that did not look natural. “Are you guys just going to stand there or leave now before the others know what you just did?” Feyi said, looking down at her painted nails.

"The unknown young lad that you mentioned is me." Tobias was scared when he heard it. He had never been this afraid before in his entire life. "Off you go. Go and ask the leader of your family to bow to me and apologize. Or else, the consequences are going to be terrible," Lucas said slowly. Tobias felt as if he had been granted permission to pick up his life when he heard it. However, he could no longer stand up and could only crawl his way out of the scene. Nevertheless, even if he were to crawl, he would be much faster than any ordinary person because he was a Rank 10 Surpasser.

right in front of the former Luna of the Blackwood pack. A dark, incredibly obvious flush rapidly crept up Toby’s heavily scarred neck, completely ruining his terrifying, lethal reputation. He instinctively tried to scramble to his feet to bow, but the two sleeping toddlers anchoring his arms to the floor made the tactical maneuver completely impossible. He was trapped.

With another battle cry, she raced Bo right into the group of Bog People. “Dammit!” I yelled, struggling to get Troi to follow her. Bo ran straight into the small group, bowling over several and crushing one underfoot. The Bog People were unsure what to make of Tova, her hair blowing in the wind as she whirled and sliced with her sword, and of her mount, breaking bones and crushing men with his hooves. I leaped off from Troi and ran over, swinging the mace and crushing the skull of one. The warriors with me had also abandoned their horses, struggling through the mud, and joining the fray.

“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.

Will spoke threateningly into Rob's ear. Rob began to break out in a cold sweat. He did not object and groaned despondently. They returned to Will's car on foot. Will pulled Rob into the driver's seat and told him to take the wheel. William's threats crushed Rob's feeble protests. The automobile drove away from the driveway. Meanwhile, Mike waited for Rob, completely unaware that he would ever show up.

"Harvest Union..." Triboar's mouth opened and closed as if he wanted to say something. Unfortunately, he never managed to finish that sentence. Bang! Triboar's body crashed heavily to the ground, devoid of any signs of life. Liam frowned. Triboar's reaction and movements before his death surprised him. It seemed as if Triboar recognized the Harvest Union Golden Needles. Liam lightly beckoned with his finger, and the needle in Triboar's forehead seemed to be pulled by something, flying back into Liam's hand.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

He was never one to regret his choices. I was sprawled against the ground as I clung to memories, trying to dull the pain that coursed through my body. The Cane Corso tore another chunk of flesh from my leg, gnawing on it like a prize. I no longer fought back. Eventually, even Luna seemed to grow bored. Just as the dog prepared to strike again, something changed. In the blink of an eye, it dropped to the floor, as meek as a lamb, frozen in place like it had seen a ghost.