Trapped In A Soap Opera Novel Novels & Stories

he whispered, his lips brushing against her skin. Sophia’s breath hitched as his grip on her tightened. She couldn’t resist the pull of his touch, the way he made her feel both terrified and alive. It was like she was falling into a trap she couldn’t escape, and yet, part of her didn’t want to. She was trapped in his world now, and there was no way out. ---

It was a Sunday afternoon, Calvin sat on a couch in his living room on the third floor, there was nothing for him to do and he felt bored. He would have called Allison but didn't want to hear her plead for that man. He had been so angry the previous night that he didn't sleep well. Why does she care about him so much? and why is he so angry about it? he just told himself that it would be disrespect if she goes out with another man while she is with him.

YOU SHOULD CALL ME DAD MELANIE'S POV~~ As I slowly emerged from the depths of a restless sleep, I awakened to a pervasive sense of exhaustion that clung to me like a shadow. The constant, dull ache in my leg persisted, reminding me of my fragile state. I found myself trapped in a vortex of thoughts, each more troubling than the last, when suddenly, a soft knock echoed from the door. My mind raced with possibilities—who could it be at this hour? Perhaps it was Bryan, ever watchful and concerned.

Making sure she was not doing anything stupid and trying to escape from this room. This was not her first rodeo on a kidnap thing. But still, Iris deals with crazy people like Jonathan Browning, and she has no idea what he would do when they meet or when the negotiation with Alex crumbles apart. Iris knew that evening already came because the sun already set and the chandeliers had been turned on. Finally, the door opened, and several men entered the room–Jonathan strolled behind his henchmen. “My dearest daughter-in-law. We finally meet again!” His chirpy voice instantly made Iris vigilant.

An icy burn rips down my throat, spreading through my chest and settling heavily in my belly. I'd never been into soap operas, but it sure felt like I was living in one right now. All I needed was to die and mysteriously come back to life a couple of times, and voilà, I could write one based on my very life. "That's why you asked me to go get coffees!? You wanted me out of the room. Did you want me to walk in on this? I can't believe I started to fall for your charm. I'm such an idiot. I actually thought you were changing."

She was the bunny, and he was the wicked wolf. Could she ever allow herself to completely love a man like that? Not that any of these mattered anymore. She was certain that after what happened tonight, she wouldn't be going anywhere for a very long time, and if he decided to lock her here in his mansion forever___ Faith shuddered at the thought. She wouldn't contact the reporter anymore, perhaps it was time she finally learned. Her life wasn't a drama or novel where the heroine always won. This was real life, and he was the villain, one who would strike ten times harder.

Intoxicating. Sofia, bless her dramatic heart, clapped once. "Okay, let's all take a breath before the sexual tension sets the walls on fire." Killian didn't even blink. Lio muttered, "This is the hottest live-action soap opera I've ever seen." I stood then, sliding out from the booth and brushing past Killian as if I wasn't secretly dying inside. "I'm not going back to your prison tonight." He moved to block me gently. "It's not a prison."

“Aria!” Sophie shouted the moment Aria stepped into the house. “Sophie.” Aria said weakly as she crashed on the couch. “What happened to you?” “It is a seemingly long story.” Aria told her, then she went on to tell her how she was kidnapped. “Fuck Lucas! I hope he rots in jail and fuck Camille too, she is a devil!” Aria let out a weak chuckle. It was funny seeing Sophie cuss. “I missed you.” Aria said, hugging her.

And somehow, impossibly, I was both theirs again. The realization made my stomach twist. I stared at the ceiling, my thoughts spiraling, my chest heavy with dread. I was trapped. Trapped as Lucian’s girlfriend. Trapped as Xander’s lover. Trapped between two worlds that would eventually collide. And when they did, everything would shatter. Including me.