Trapped Book Summary Novels & Stories

“Then yes, you can.” He looked around, and then he started asking questions and going over every part of the scene. He then found the concealed hole that the adults in this girl's life had kept her in along with two other girls that were in the same condition as the other, except they were alive but barely. He was disgusted. Even with the death of one child, they had tried to hide the others who needed medical help as well.

I am a treasure feared to be lost. One afternoon, while I am in the library, a flower is delivered. A single black orchid, of obscene rarity. There is no card. No need. The message is clear. It is at this moment that I understand the true nature of the trap. I am no longer caught only between Sasha and Niko. I have become the stake in a much larger war. The twins' desire has caged me. Voronin's covetousness has locked me in. But in this cage, a terrible and seductive idea takes root. If two predators are fighting over the same prey... the prey acquires inestimable value. And perhaps... perhaps a certain power.

I asked, interlacing my fingers that were placed on the bar table. “Yes… of course.” She readjusted her form, placing her hands under her chin. I can tell by the way she looks at me that she's ready to pay keen attention to whatever comes out of my mouth. “Well,” I blew a sigh as I squeezed the bridge of his nose, “Do you ever feel trapped? like having to be caught up in the decision you made of your own will? And it feels like you want to vent and terminate the one who'd set that trap and simultaneously find your way out of the trap.”

In fact, maybe it wasn’t smart in her book to be talking about it. He cleared his throat and she knew the ideas were sinking in his head too. She should feel bad for putting it there, but she didn’t, not really. Her eyes drifted from him to the fireplace and then to the floor, and mentally she had to shake her head. She was getting colder just a bit ago but now the room was heating up to a temperature that was fast becoming too warm and she was tempted to crack a window open. She tossed the blanket aside and went to the window, leaning her forehead against the glass, hoping the coolness would help. “You okay?” She wanted to scream from the mountain tops that were practically her backyard tha

This is the second season of Marco and Letta's story, titled "Trapped: I Can't Escape from the Billionaire." The first season can be read under the title "Trapped: Pregnant with a Billionaire's Child." These two stories are interrelated, and it is recommended to start by reading the first season first. Thank you.

I blurted out taking in the view of the darkening seacoast. He stood next to me and remarked, "It gets better in the morning." I became cold all of a sudden, but I related it to the fact that I had removed my sweater because it was too hot. As a result, I should have been hot. Before tonight, I never knew it was possible to feel so free and so trapped. The staff had all slipped out, like quiet shadows, so that we were utterly alone in the room. Miraculously resisting the impulse to break down or run away, I said. "I need to take a shower."

I walk into the house and lean on the kitchen counter. Kyra shuts the door and comes to stand in front of me. I run my hand over my face as I try to arrange my thoughts of today. "What?" I question if I heard her right. "A book was written by the creator?" I repeat in shock. "The book contains a spell to trap a god in his or her respective realm for all of eternity." The door bursts open getting our attention and our heads snap up.

I put my phone in my pocket and looked at the library around me, and thought about Carver walking unhurried through corridors he’d spent twelve years learning to own. Then I thought about what you do when someone has built a trap so carefully that the only way out, runs directly through the middle of it. You stop trying to go around. You walk through.

But that didn’t happen, my world stopped spinning when I got the glimpse of Antonio’s back covered in blood and everything didn’t fly apart, everything froze and my world seemed to sink underneath, making me believe this was what hell feels like as I closed my eyes. . -THE END- Thank you for reading CAGED— A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance. And special thanks for all your support and comments! Erica and Antonio’s story will continue in the next instalment of this book. And don’t worry you wouldn’t have to wait long, you can already add the next book from my profile. Trapped Forever— A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After.

I was done reading the novel and Damian isn't here yet. I stood up and put the novel back in its place before walking out of the library. "What the..." I said after seeing the two unfamiliar men again. They were staring at me like I caught them doing something bad. And why are they looking so dusty? "Kayla, you aren't asleep yet," Damian said behind me and I turned. I was surprised he was looking as dusty as the men. "What's going on?" "Yeah..I'm not asleep yet, I was at the library," I said.