Trap Main Character Novels & Stories

My countenance changing instantly, I found my way to the car, where I rested against it, my head pounding incessantly. I transformed back to being the human I was, then nodded to Elena, who also looked tired as well. “I guess we need to see chief Tom after all.” I shook my head, and we entered the car, leaving behind an injured man, with his blood dripping all over the tiled floor in the guard room. ___________ TRISTAN'S POV I stared at my men who also stared at me in return, waiting for my orders. I was laying the foundation of being the great Alpha, which I was sure was going to be me in a short while, once I eradicated my brothers out of the way.

Tristan had never met a problem he didn't think a little controlled chaos couldn't fix, a habit that had gotten him arrested twice before the world ended, and gotten the rest of us out of worse than this more times than I could count since. Structure 4's door gave with one kick. Six faces turned toward me in the dark, hollow, flinching, already bracing for the version of me that would hurt them instead of the version that had come to take them home. I recognized that flinch. I'd worn it once, on my knees on 4th Street, waiting for teeth. "You're Apex now," I told them, and didn't wait to see if they believed me. "Move." [Mission Update: Extraction In Progress. Time-Critical.]

Damian immediately grabbed me, hiding me behind his body. Dorr— theshot went off, I opened my eyes when Tristan suddenly shouted. I immediately grabbed my gun and bang—bang, my shot hit one of Tristan's men. The man gave me the code, I immediately nodded and helped Tristan. Damian also helped out. For a long time, their men were indeed very reliable. Dor—I looked forward, the figure had fallen and I quickly looked back. Tristan immediately lowered his gun and spread his arms. I looked at him and ran, hugging the man tightly. Damian has also returned and joined me with Tristan.

“When she wakes up, I’m going to talk to her, get her home safe. You can just fuck off.” Thalia smirks again, her golden eyes laced with orange fire. “I don’t think so. Talk soon Maddox.” She looked behind my shoulder, before I could react something smashed across the back of my head, sending me to the floor and a black pool of pain. When I came to, everything was still black. And muddy. I scrambled to my feet only to find myself enclosed by mud on all four sides. “HELP!” I’m in a hybrid trap. Fantastic. With grim determination I start trying to climb my way out, however after only a few scrambles the earth wall starts to collapse around me. It leaves an overhang of mud that threatens to fal

"Both of you move!" Charlie. This was going to turn into a blood bath. It may be Nick against however many guys Liam brought with him. But I know Nick. He was going to take as many of his men with him as he can. My vision started getting hazy and black spots appeared all over the place. When Liam and Charlie walked in guns in hand they both looked at me with a smile on their faces. But I made it disappear with one word, "Trap." And that's when I passed out.

"I'm not letting you run off again. Stay with me in the triangle zone, and you won't lose a single hair. Don't play hero this time. And don't even think about making me owe you." My stomach dropped. Again. Owe me. I stared at his panicked face as it clicked. 'So he came back too.' In my last life, Tristan had run for the triangle zone the second the alarm went off. I risked everything to drag him back and pull him out the third-floor window with me. I took the hit protecting him. My right leg shattered, leaving me permanently disabled. He walked away without a scratch and promised to take care of me forever. But it wasn't gratitude.

“I’ll give you a few hours to think. Then we’ll take a new clip. Make it look real. Maybe add a kiss.” The door clicked behind him. And I broke. I bent over, arms shaking, forehead pressed to my knees. This was a game. A sick, twisted one. They wanted me to tear Mario apart from the inside to protect him. I laughed, then choked on it. How ironic. But I knew one thing: if there was one person who could smell through bullshit, it was Mario. If I played this right… maybe I could leave a trail. Maybe he’d come find me before they made me destroy him.

"Raised by a traitor and a slut, of course she’d be shameless trash too! Just letting her lose face in front of all the packs, instead of being torn limb from limb, is me being merciful!" Seeing he couldn't change Connor’s mind, Marcus sighed, defeated, and turned to leave. Footsteps got closer. I panicked, trying to hide, but the coffee cup slipped from my hand and shattered on the floor. Marcus and I locked eyes. I saw clear pity in his. Connor heard the noise and rushed out. He found me fumbling, crouching down to pick up the broken glass, a total mess. A flicker of panic crossed his eyes for a split second before he strode over and roughly pulled me to my feet.

“You know he will be pissed when he sees this, Mateo? This is an epic fuck up.” “Conall will understand, Hunter. I had no other option!” As I listen to their heated discussion unfolding around me, it’s clear that I can no longer deny the cold, hard truth. I have been captured by them. Of course, with hindsight, I know that I should have been more careful. I should have taken heed of the countless warnings drummed into me since I was small. However, after going one hundred and twenty-seven years without ever seeing one of them, there comes a time when you grow complacent. And that’s exactly what I was when I stumbled into this mess, complacent with an added sprinkling of stupid.