Trapped Headstrong Novels & Stories

I said, flustered. "There’s nothing you can do to change it now," he said. "Really? You think I can’t do anything?" I asked, giving him a mischievous smile. He pulled me into his arms again, so suddenly that I wasn’t prepared. "Listen to me. You agreed to this already. There’s no turning back now," he said firmly. "Fine, Mr. Callaghan. I’ll go along with it, but I can’t say I trust you—not when you’re so eager to touch me."

The wolf replied, sounding desperate. Whoever was in more need would win, though. Once they realized it was Tristan, neither would respond. Because neither of them could ensure that Tristan Stein was the only member of the Stein Pack whose head was boiling. They were both unaware of Tristan. He was a conceited young man who constantly put his ego and feelings first. No one could challenge him on a single issue, and none could even get him to refrain from acting hastily. However, now that Tristan has found his Mate, his emotions and arrogance may no longer be apparent. Even so, the young man had made sufficient effort.

Joseph's POV My head throbbed violently from the slap Trish gave me; it sent shockwaves right through my skull. I hadn’t known she had that much power in her. I had mistaken her frail frame for weakness and tried forcing her to get intimate, but who knew she’d react like that?

Christian I throw my head back, frustration consuming me from the core. From the moment I got to know that fucking bastard has been trapping my woman from the very beginning, it freaked me out. How could I never understand this? I don't know what else he told her and she must have believed. She still believes that he can't forget the guy and now for her, it's Adrian. It aches straight to my heart. I never lost my sanity like this. When I got to know that the bastard was pretending to be me, I lost it.

He caged me in his arms. "Leave," I shouted as I tried to escape from his grasp. I was struggling, pushing him and myself so that somehow I could manage to get out from his strong hold on me. But he was much stronger than I would have ever expected. My actions, my struggles didn't seem to have any effect on him. How was that even possible? And then, my head started aching more and more. It was like my head would burst out of pain. Already I was in trouble, and now, my aching head was making it impossible for me to do anything. I closed my eyes tightly, unable to deal with any of it.

Fred lowered his voice, a hint of ruthlessness creeping in, "can't you find a way to just... get rid of Cassian?" Trista's lips curved into a self-mocking smile that didn't reach her eyes. "I've run the numbers on that. But he's trapped me in a perfect stalemate—a cage built out of a 'mating bond' and a 'clan alliance.' If I really wanted to break out of this, I'd have to crush my own soul along with the contract until there was nothing left but ash." And she wasn't about to make that kind of sacrifice. Fred stared at her. For once in his life, the smooth-talking wolf found himself completely speechless.

After hearing what Aquarius and Pieces said, Dragon Head stumbled and did not stand firmly, almost falling down the staircase. He was so angry. He thought he would make Thomas fall into the same trap twice, but who knew he would end up being the one falling into the same trap twice? It was ridiculous. Instead of trapping Thomas, he ended up trapping himself. "Thomas! "Bastard!" Dragon Head yelled angrily and stepped forward to smash the computer.

I paced the room like a caged animal, my boots pounding against the floor, my thoughts loud and chaotic. Carl. That smug, smooth talking bastard. I could still hear his voice ringing in my head….”The moment Tristan shows weakness, the people will turn.” He was trying to provoke me. Trying to get me to react. To lash out. Because then he could paint me as unstable, unfit, everything I wasn’t. It was clever. Cowardly. Manipulative. But I saw through it. And now that I knew exactly what he and the council were planning, it was war.

"I used to like you, Travis. I really did. But you were so stubborn, so convinced that you were right. It drove me crazy." Marco nodded in agreement. "Yes, Travis. You made the perfect companion alongside Bruno. You two were unstoppable together, until you decided to be strong-headed.” “Nope…I didn't decide to be that, neither did I ever make the best companion with Bruno. All I ever wanted was to be free from the shackles that held me back, I was done with the pretence and taking everything in.” Travis spat, bitterness dripping from his voice. “Besides, you guys were starting to delve into shady business, not exactly what my values could take.”

My husband's first love had been trapped in a car for an hour. After she was rescued, he shoved me into a wooden box and nailed it shut! "You will suffer a hundred times more than she did!" he yelled. I begged, "Please, Yoel, I didn't mean to forget her in the car! It was an accident!" He showed no mercy. "Stay in there and think about your actions. You'll come out once you've learned your lesson!" he snapped.