Trapped By This Thing Called Love Novels & Stories

I wondered if there was any way to reclaim even a small fragment of that lost freedom. A single tear escaped, rolling down my cheek as I thought of the life I might have had—a life of choice, of genuine love, of unburdened dreams. But that was a lie I could no longer entertain. I had crossed a threshold that could never be uncrossed, binding myself to a future defined by the expectations of others. The weight of the ring on my finger, the coldness in Damien’s eyes, and the rehearsed joy of the ceremony all merged into one crushing certainty: I was trapped.

Michael's jaw tightened, the word hitting him harder than he expected. Love. Four letters yet so powerful they brought him to his fucking knees. He hadn't even considered it. But now that it was out there, he couldn't shake it off. Love. For Vivian. His wife. The thought alone should have terrified him, but instead, it settled deep inside him, warming him in a way he wasn't ready to acknowledge. He drained the rest of his coffee and stood up. "Thanks for nothing, you little twig. You’re just enjoying my misery."

I nodded, trying to steady the trembling in my voice. “Maybe this space will help us see clearly. What’s best for us.” He gave a small, bitter laugh. “God, I’m such a mess. I keep wanting to hold on and let go at the same time.” I looked away, tears welling up again. “Maybe love isn’t about control... It’s about trust. Trusting that if it’s meant to be, it will find its way.” He reached out one last time, his fingers brushing mine softly. “Promise me one thing?”

I know we can still visit. "I love you," Don says holding my hands as I cry. "I love you," I say, kissing him. I can't believe he is MINE DONALD is really MINE Whoever knew I'll one day call this sexy lycan mine. I was once TRAPPED in the decision on having two mates but I seriously can't believe DONALD won my heart. I love Donald with all of me and I can't wait for us to start a life together. THE END

Trey doesn’t even ask, he just pays for anything and everything that he wants to. This feels weird, as if my best friend did t just hold my boyfriend captive for the last two weeks. Oh shit, are we official? “Umm, Trey?” I ask looking over at him well closing my laptop. “What’s up?” Trey asks not moving from his laptop. “ Are we official?” I asked a little nervous to what he would say. “Beau, why would you think we are anything but official?” He says closing his laptop this time and turning towards me. “I guess it’s something we just hadn’t talked about.” I said shrugging my shoulders. “Ava, I am here with you, when most people would be with there siblings or parents after being kidnapped. I

“Attraction isn’t a bad thing, there’s no mistake about it. Giving into the attraction isn’t a bad thing either. What I said that was night was stupid on my part, but I never viewed it, really viewed it, as a mistake.” “Why would you say it was, Jake? Why do I feel like it was?” “Because you know that wanting your brother’s best friend isn’t a good thing. I may have done something stupid when I was younger, but you didn’t. You do, however, feel like it’s wrong because I’m Jay’s best friend. I know this and rather than let you feel horrible about it, I claimed it as a mistake and one I said we shouldn’t repeat; only because I can feel the sizzle between us. Sometimes I wonder if he can

Warmth was just the prelude to a trap. He had tried to escape it once. He had tried to love someone honestly. A girl with soft eyes and a laugh like water. She’d been his only clean thing. Then the betrayal came: the way her hand held another’s, her signature on papers that gave away everything he’d built. That day he’d learned his last lesson: love was power, and whoever didn’t hold the power would be crushed by it.

but underneath, a storm is raging. There's something dark in him. Something burning. Why is he doing this to me? Why does someone who looks at me like I'm his whole world... also make me feel like I'm trapped inside it? He says he loves me, but this isn't love. It's a prison made of obsession. Why does that name make my chest feel heavy? The door creaked open again. He's here. He's holding another tray, steady hands, calm steps, and for a moment, I freeze. My stomach tightens from hunger, but fear is stronger. It wraps around me like ice.

"Well..until the doctor confirms it, then..I'll give you a kiss to seal and celebrate our union" I said sweetly, licking my bottom lip. "Oh my," Seth sighed dreamily. "I can't wait!" He screamed. 'Lousy! "I'm starting to love you more and more cause you trust me even when Serena is tryna make you not to. Keep trusting me okay? And you'll earn all of my 'loveeee," I said. "Okay, my first lady. I'll trust you till eternity," he said. 'No, you'll trust me till you get locked up, "Thank you for trusting me," I said.

At his men standing guard, preventing any escape. I'm trapped. Completely and utterly trapped. By a man who claims to be my mate. A bond I can't feel. A future I never chose.