Trapped In A Soap Opera Novel Novels & Stories

I sat at the foot of the bed, staring at the door, my heart hammering in my chest. The sense of powerlessness wrapped me in a smothering blanket, making each breath a little more labored than the previous one. Noah had confined me to this apartment. His twisted form of love turned into prison. My situation was unmistakable—I was trapped, and the man I loved turned stranger, obsessed and unhinged.

It's like the whole world stopped at its tracks and I could only hear my heart pounding like crazy, that's when I understood. As crazy and obnoxious and unbelievable as it may seem, you may feel free to say that I have gone insane, but everything just makes sense now! I can't believe I haven't thought of this before, I must be stupid. This is seriously driving me stupid. D*mn! The plot of my favorite novel, 'Endless Poison Love' is happening right now! it's just that it's happening on this world, in the modern world! My life is changing because Caspian came into this world. Call it bound by fate or destiny, or maybe it's because I've been obsessed with transmigrated novels lately, everything

He removed his hands and pushed me back into the wall. “Are you fucking someone else you dirty whore? How dare you open your legs and pussy for another prick but not to me!” Without answering him, I ran towards the front door. I didn’t want to be late for work. # “Have you ever been in a situation where you struggle to see a way out? Where you see a tiny pinhead glimmer of light at the end of a long and dreary tunnel, but you have no idea how you would even take that first step towards freedom? Well, that is where I am in my life… Trapped inside the tunnel.” I sighed, as I turned the taps off and stepped out of the shower. Goosebumps instantly flushed my skin as the cold air touched my flesh

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.

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.

It was one of the best promises Lucas had ever made to her and now she was even more glad to count herself lucky for bagging a man like him. Well, even though she had stolen him initially, she was still lucky. *** “Aria!” Sophie shouted when she saw her best friend standing outside the door with a bag in hand. “Can I come in at least, before I freeze to cold?” Aria told her as she disentangled herself from the embrace. “Oh yeah. It is freezing.” Sophie added as she opened the door wide enough for Aria to enter. Her apartment was a modest kind, the same building Aria used to live under, with a small living room, two spare rooms, a kitchen, a toilet and a bathroom. What more could Sophie ask f

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.

Sophia’s lungs burned, her legs aching as she pushed herself to run faster. “Almost there!” Ethan called out, his voice strained. The corridor opened up into a small loading bay, the cold night air rushing in from an open garage door. Freedom was just steps away, the darkened alley beyond promising a chance to escape. But as they reached the opening, a group of guards appeared, blocking their path. Guns raised, they took aim, their faces set in grim determination. Sophia’s breath caught in her throat. There was nowhere to go, no way out. The realization hit her like a punch to the gut—they were trapped.

~~~ Hey!!! As for the last chapter, I apologise in arrears to you all for not leaving a warning of physical and mental abuse, especially to those who may find it triggering and traumatising. I love you all❤️ ~~~ SOPHIA'S EYES SLOWLY opened, and she found herself in a dimly lit room, tied with a chain to a bedpost. She tried to struggle free, but the chains weren't budging one bit. She got tired, gave up and laid down back on the hard mattress as tears trailed down her cheeks.

Then it sank below the water. But anyway, Sofia could always use a new phone. As long as she still had a tie to that life, however tenuous, it was going to feel like a way out. A way out that didn’t even exist. And she sure as hell was not going to give herself to Zilo's emotional and political whim the way he wanted to manipulate her into doing so again anymore. The only thing lousier than being the trash he'd disposed of like so much garbage would be being his pocket piece to keep him from getting too lonely and to keep him from thinking he was missing out on something with the convenient piece of politics he could fall back on at any time.