Trapped 1 Novels & Stories

[Evelyn’s POV] Son of a bitch!! What the hell is going on?! Oh God! I’m trapped! Please! Someone! Anyone! Help me!! Trapped. That was the best way I could describe the sensation that was being inflicted on me. I was trapped. Stuck inside my own mind with no means of control. I couldn't even bring myself to open my damn eyes. It was like someone had torn my body apart from my mind. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t get a single part of myself to move.

There was no telling what kind of traps may await them in here As soon as Gerald saw the same thing as Katrina, his eyes widened and a look of fear flashed across his face. "Shit... We're trapped... Gerald sighed, resting his hands on his hips and closing his eyes. "Great... Just great..." He had hoped that they'd get out unscathed this time. That they could finally leave the forest, and get some peace and quiet, but instead they've ended up stuck here. He had planned everything perfectly, so why did it end up this way

I paced the room, my blood boiling. What exactly did Mario Santiago think he was? Some kind of god? Some untouchable tyrant? This was human trafficking, plain and simple. I was being sold off like a piece of meat. If I could just get out—just once—I’d march straight to the police station, slap a report on his head, and watch the whole empire crumble. I stopped by the window, yanking at the latch. Locked. Of course. It was sealed tighter than my chances of escaping this nightmare. The sunlight taunted me through the glass, bright and warm, reminding me of what freedom felt like—what it looked like.

Something heavy, unnatural. I obeyed instinctively, pivoting slightly to the left. Dorian and Bryan mirrored my movement without question, their trust absolute. A trap lay ahead—a snare woven between two trees, nearly invisible, designed to catch a foot or an ankle. The cord was taut, ready to tighten. I exhaled, fingers brushing against the Warrior’s tether in my mind, acknowledging the warning. I signaled with a flick of my wrist. Dorian leaped over the trap, Bryan rolled to the side, and I passed through, heart hammering, but unscathed.

I scream as a hidden trapdoor swings open, a dark tunnel yawning below, and something,someone grabs my ankle, their grip cold and unyielding. “Julian!” I cry, my hands scrabbling for his as I’m yanked downward, the darkness swallowing me. His fingers slip from mine, his shout of my name echoing as I’m dragged into the tunnel, the trapdoor slamming shut above me. The air is damp, musty, the walls tight and suffocating. I thrash against the grip on my ankle, my hands scraping against rough stone, my heart pounding with terror. “Let me go!” I scream, but the figure pulling me is relentless, their strength overwhelming.

EIGHT Domitus Capaldi Present When I had Lauren, I felt like I had the answer to all of my problems. A sweet, little, submissive that did everything I wanted without question. After the accident when she left, at first, I didn’t want anyone. Then, I could no longer deny my urges. So, to keep them in check, I opened Labyrinth. My sex club.

Wanda said before she actually left. "Yes, ma'am. Thank you very much!" The door closed. Nisa heard and turned around when it sounded like the door was automatically locked. Nisa tried to open it, but couldn't. "I see, it's really on automatic lock," Nisa panicked a little and felt that something was wrong with the room. Then she turned around and Bug! As Nisa turned around she bumped into someone's body, Nisa pulled back her face and looked at the person she had bumped into.

"Mom, I love you! Come back soon, okay? We'll go to the amusement park and surprise Dad." ... The car scraped against the guardrail with a loud bang. My heart pounded, but I did not stop to check the damage. My speed did not decrease. My phone rang again, and it was Charles. I answered, my voice trembling, "Charles, where are you? Where's Sally?" "She's in the car!" he snapped. "Why are you tracking me? What's the big deal?" "Charles, listen to me. You need to get her out now!" I pleaded.

She protested but instead of letting her be, he caught her wrist, and the last thing she knew, he had their fingers intertwined as they hastily walked towards the IT Department. She badly wanted to take them off his hold but he was gripping them tight making her absolutely helpless. As they entered the door, she saw the staff busy facing the monitors. As Anton unclasped their hands, she noticed a woman in her early thirties, scrambling towards him. Her company ID states that she's the head of the IT Department named, Clara. "How is it going?" He asked Clara. "We're trying our best but it might take long to restore it!" Clara explained.

Leaving the McDonalds, we drove for a few minutes, before we pulled up at a small park, and once we had parked in the car park, we quietly ate our breakfast as we sat in the car. While we were eating our breakfast, Winter leaned over and pulled a cell phone and charger out of the glove box of the SUV and handed them to me. Seeing my confusion, she said, “It’s an untraceable cell phone with SMS encryption. You need to remove your SD card from your current cell phone so that you have your photos and videos. But you can’t take your current cell phone with you. Mason and dad could track it. Don’t worry though. I have put mine and Felix’s phone numbers in this one for you in case you need to get