Trap God 2 Novels & Stories

It was a moment of pure bliss and contentment, where all the troubles of the world seemed to fade away. “Leave me… I can't… breathe,” she whimpered, her voice filled with fear and desperation. It was as if he suddenly snapped out of his trance, realizing the impact of his actions. He reluctantly moved away from her, giving her a moment of respite. Seizing the opportunity, she jumped out of the bed and made a blind dash towards the door, only to discover it was locked. Anger surged through her as she turned to face him, her eyes burning with anger and defiance. In response, he met her glare with a smug smirk of victory.

York's cold, unreadable gaze locked onto Luna as he advanced step by step. The silver prosthetic limb did nothing to diminish his imposing presence. If anything, it added a dangerous, coiled energy to him, like a predator waiting to strike. Luna flinched, instinctively backing away several steps. "Weren't you supposed to be in Rafiq?" York's eyes swept the room; his expression darkened when he didn't see the person he expected. Luna shot me a venomous look.

Tears fall quickly down my face, and at this point, I don’t even care. “Miss Price……” his voice fades into the background, as I perceive an amazing smell, pleasant to my nostrils. I feel my Wolf jump inside me, and I am about to turn to see the one who smelled so good when I feel someone grab me and inhale my scent. “Mine,” a voice whispers hungrily. I close my eyes in fear. Slowly, I open my eyes. And I see him. With terror, I quickly realize that Don Richardo is my other mate, and he is so scary.

My tears were falling freely and my breath was coming irregularly. What am I gon na do now? On one hand, there is Ivan and another Dean. Both are psychopaths. Is there no ending to my agony? How could I get out of the grasps of these crazy men? What did I do to deserve this? I'm not standing there, drowning in my sadness. I could still hear Dean's threat even though it had been said a few minutes earlier. It was like his words were stuck in my brain. I wanted nothing more than to forget what happened today. It is one of the worst days of my entire life.

That much you can trust me. Sysiphus looked at Raymond with a serious look this time, as if determining whether he could trust Raymond's words. [Give me control,] Raymond asked solemnly, [Magic has little damage to our body, but can hurt badly when it comes to souls. We are at a higher risk with you in control.] [I can handle whatever that bitch can throw my way!] Sysiphus grunted arrogantly, with pride in his voice. He had never met a match in his life, and he didn't know how to retrieve.

Second, by robbing Fire Beast Cores from people who already had them. Of course, the second way was the easiest, but someone had to use the first way if they wanted to use the second way. So people like this would usually wait for others to collect Fire Beast Cores first. After reaching the end of the time, they would come out and ambush them. But there was a clear risk in using the second method, which was when the person who wanted to be robbed had greater strength. The second way could boomerang on the one using it if they didn't spot the victim properly.

The alpha is too strong, and I’ve been bested. Two other men suddenly appear in the space, and Alpha Aleksandr releases me while the three of them corner me, preventing any chance of escape. The alpha commands me to shift and I’m surprised that his command still affects me, even as a rogue, but I’m able to resist. He commands me again, and this time he’s put his full strength behind it, and I’m unable to resist. My body begins to shift without my permission, and my mind races with the possibilities of what will happen next. Will he be angry? Will he be surprised? Will he be happy to see me, alive and well, or will he even recognize me?

‘Blue Thunder, ‘We urgently need your help to stop The Rogue Paladin in his madness. German Elder Pratz has just been found dead. Please destroy him before he kills another elder. ‘May the gods and goddesses be with you, ‘Elder Rolland.’

The male was simply running a complex deception to fool the entire territory. My boots exited the trading market carrying absolute zero provisions, my chest suffocated by nothing short of pure, unadulterated rage. My system was inexplicably annoyed. Merely a handful of sun cycles ago, Lucas had actively deployed his frequency to manipulate my mind away from initiating a relationship with another male. Yet at this exact marker, his own claws were tangled in a courtship ritual with an entirely different female. “Paige?” My internal beast was locked in a severe cycle of anger when a familiar vocal frequency suddenly projected my name across the clearing. It was Trevor. The moment his tracking e

Hayden could hear the sadness and regret in his brother’s voice as he continued, “I’m the Alpha. I am responsible for keeping my pack safe, and I failed. I need your help, little brother. You are the best, and we need to find Krista as quickly as we can. I’m worried about what her ex might do to her. That’s if he is the one who took her. It could have been rogues who masked their scent. We don’t know for sure who it was.” “This isn’t your fault. Leaving the gates open usually makes little to no difference in the actual safety of the pack. If this were her ex-boyfriend, it would not have mattered if you had the gates closed, locked, and guards on them. He would have still gotten into the pack