Trapped In Wonderland Novels & Stories

There's that static again.Just what sort of weird Alice in Wonderland crap is this? While my brain tries to catch up,my body is thrown unceremoniously on what feels like large marbles.Unbelievably my eyes and nose register what appears to be.....gumballs? My brain skitters awake as my eyes once again widen to saucers.There are millions of red,blue,purple,pink,orange,green and heck I don't know the names of all those other colours,but I'm sure every single shade on the spectrum is represented here,balls of glittery sugary gum underneath me and I lay there,my torso twisted and supported by my forearms,my legs folded at the knees,just staring with my hair forming a curtain around my face.Defin

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.

Alexa slumped onto the soft mattress, her mind spiraling in every direction. The day's whirlwind events played like an unrelenting movie reel behind her eyes—the doctor’s revelation, her unexpectedly enchanting date with Julian, and the haunting flashes of her mother. The pieces of her life felt disjointed, scattered like a puzzle she couldn't quite assemble. Her thoughts wandered to the jewelry tucked away in her wardrobe. The ornate pieces she had stolen for the sake of her mission now seemed more like a curse than a tool.

If one sees it that the forestial resources in Neverland are decaying, then this would also meant the end for the entire mainland. Plucking one of the five gems out of their respective receptacles also meant cutting off a country's connection to the whole empire—in other words, committing treason. And directly, disorder would also meant death for the whole of the empyrean continent. "ALICE!" Ms. Hamilton's voice reverberated on the hallway outside Alice's room. This was the fourth time Ms. Hamilton had called her. Alice quickly turned off her phone and in a lightning speed, she had managed to fix her bed and herself. With a hasty look of herself in the mirror, she turned around and leave her

And he would do anything to help Emmie now! Once again, panic wrenched her heart. He didn’t know he was walking into a trap. She must not allow that to happen. She needed to figure out where she was and how to get out of these ropes that bound her to this very uncomfortable chair. Using her senses, she tried to smell around her. As she took a deep sniff, she nearly gagged. Wherever she was kept prisoner, was moldy and dusty. She prayed she didn’t sneeze.

She thought worriedly as images of her own accident flashed in her vision. And her heart dropped to her stomach in terror. “I wonder which dumpster his body is lying into,” Helena snapped her head to him. “W.what did you do to Him?” She demanded sharply, meeting his eyes. Helena in that moment forgot all about the people around her however luck was on her side the place they were standing in was not as crowded as the other end of the ballroom.

“What spell? I don’t even know how I got here! I’m trapped in a cave, and now I’m... I don’t know where I am.” She scoffed, her expression full of disbelief. “You can’t be trapped in your spell. Don’t you know that? You’re better than this.” I shook my head, frustration building up. “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I’m not trapped in any spell! I just woke up here, and now you’re telling me I’m part of some weird magic?” “Be careful,” the girl warned, a flick of her finger sending a strange shiver down my spine. “Leave now, before it’s too late.”

I feel my resolve slipping, but I can’t bring myself to care. For a moment, the world shrinks to just us. I realize, as terrifying as it is, as overwhelming as his control is… I am safe. And I am his. And the thought, the truth, is both terrifying and intoxicating.

I try to hold on to a nearby branch, but I miss and suddenly I am falling. Falling into a hole? A mist? I couldn’t tell you as I was still falling. What is going on? Was I spotted? I couldn’t have been, I hide well. My scent? That’s it! I didn’t mask my scent. Right? Like, ‘The Wonderful Wizard of Oz’, I am spinning so much that I don’t even realize that I am on the ground. I hear voices, but don’t know who they belong to or if they are friend or foe. I try to get up, but nothing happens.

They were kissing in front of a church. The caption read: Congratulations to the happy couple! What a perfect match! The comments were pouring in. [Finally! Five years in the making!] [Hayley looks stunning! Dan looks great too!] [This wedding is straight out of a fairy tale. So jealous!] I kept scrolling. Then I saw one comment. [Good thing Stella’s gone. She would’ve spoiled the whole thing.] I locked the screen. I opened the drawer, and the white pill bottle was still there. I shook out ten tablets and swallowed them with cold water.