Trap Online Novels & Stories

Shannon’s invitation to meet up was like music to Taylor’s ears as she knew that she would soon see more cash in her pockets. After swallowing the water and wiping the excess from his lips, he straightened his eyes at Taylor who had a wicked smirk on her face. “Yeah, she did. But I do not know if I should go or not… I don’t want to get into any sort of trouble with that woman.” Hearing Noah’s skepticism made Taylor annoyed. She did not want his doubts to get in the way of her being paid massive amounts of cash. Money was all she cared for and she would go through any lengths to get it.

“If the photos go viral, the chances of people recognizing Gabriella are very small. Do you remember how thick the lipstick on her face was? Otherwise, if your video goes viral, what will happen? How do people react to Lim family?” Amber's hands suddenly clenched tightly and her breath rumbled. She felt threatened, but didn't want to appear swayed. "You won't do that," she muttered in a trembling voice. Hearing the woman's doubt, Max stood up and closed the distance between them. "Why not? I can do it now, if you refuse to open the door for me." Amber gulped and closed her mouth tightly. "So, are you ready to be watched by millions of people?" the man raised an eyebrow.

. Immediately after Audrey finished with the call, he put his phone down and entered the room. "Sorry that was a client" he said and gave a slight chuckle. " Client , that is why you were talking in hushed tones and you left the room" Stephanie said. Audrey tried to get close to her so they could talk but she immediately shifted far away from him "Do not patronize me Audrey you have never lied to me before who were you talking to on the phone" Stephanie asked. Audrey hated lying to her and every time he tried to lie to her or anybody else they always found out how terrible of a liar he was. So this time was no exception he had been caught in his lie and he knew that if he should use another

Alpha Pagern repeated Gilber's question raising his hand to point his index finger on himself and chuckled before he could finish. "I thought we were friends!" He continued stepping closer to my dad. "I didn't know that you can't give me a bride!" "But she is still young and you have a mate, don't you?" "Of course I have a mate! But what if I want a mistress?" He said looking at my father with a half grin on his face then nodded his head as if to ask 'Isn't it?' Impossible... A mistress? Was that man sane? How could Lavina be a substitute wife? Were men that scarce? Didn't she have a mate? Of course Kagern had broke her heart but that was not enough reason to become his father's mistress.

I asked knowing that she did this at nine in the morning on a Tuesday so that the bank was open and we could swap money for children as quickly as possible. "Well transfer the money to the banking number that I texted you and Ill have this lovely blonde nurse return them to the hospital." I knew when she mentioned the nurse that she was not going to just have someone give us our babies back. "Ill call the bank now and see how quickly they can have it done. How do I contact you?" I asked hoping she would be stupid enough to give me her number. "Ill call you back in a half hour." She said hanging up the phone. "Trey, that crazy bitch took our kids." I said in a venomous voice. "I want her dead

500 dollars? This took me aback. So, the first man sold my information to someone else. That was why a different man was harassing me on the bus today. Just as I expected, this wasn't just a coincidence. Thinking of this, I stopped running. The man smirked lewdly. Rubbing his hands together, he strode toward me. "Don't be afraid. I will treat you well as long as you don't fight back." He reached out and tried to grab me.

I pointed at the laptop in front of Caleb and laughed. "You smashed my cabinet and stole a plastic shell stuffed with bricks. It doesn't even have a motherboard. Tell me, how did it infect your USB drive?" Caleb shuddered. His face went white. "No. Impossible. You're lying. That's clearly your Alienware!" The influencer froze for a second before the livestream chat demanded evidence. She quickly pointed the camera at the receipt. The comments froze, then flipped direction at once. "Wait, what? He stole an empty shell and still blamed the guy for a virus?"

"Who? Who did this to you?" Luna, still staggering, crawled over. "York, Quinn was right. This woman is trouble. She thought she could fool you by imitating me! She must be a spy! I was only looking out for you. Believe me! You'll have to flay her alive if you want her to talk!" As she finished, she lunged forward, aiming another kick at me. York moved faster than her, his hand clamping around her throat with a vice-like grip. Luna's face turned red. She gasped, her voice barely a whisper as she begged, "York… didn't you say… I was the one you loved the most? What does she have that I don't… Please… let me go. I'll do whatever you want!"

After taking my shower, I took a photo of my alluring reflection in the mirror and sent it to my online boyfriend, Howard Webb. I thought about it and decided to send him a suggestive message that read, "Look at my collarbone, sweetie. I accidentally bumped it against something. How annoying!" In the photo, my towel was the only thing covering my body since I'd just taken my bath. I purposely struck an enticing pose that seemed extremely seductive. It was what I was best at. When we were dating online, I'd always flirt with him to the point where he became flustered.

“I stopped the attack, but I need to find out who Leech200 really is and where this person is operating from. Whoever hired Leech200 is likely going to try again if we don’t handle this personally.” “Hired? You think someone hired this hacker against us?” Suzy asks. “Yes.” “But who?” “It doesn’t matter who right now. What matters is us stopping this from happening again,” I answer, using the trap protocols to find out personal data on Leech200. This hacker’s IP address is definitely masked behind multiple proxies and VPNs, but the trap protocols were built by me and they are designed to cut through all those useless masks. Let’s see who you really are, Leech200.