Trapped In Your Love Novels & Stories

said Othniel in a low voice as he looked sharply at Caroline. "I don't care! I want us to get a divorce," Caroline shouted. Caroline intended to leave, but the door was automatically locked. "Open the door!" she said angrily. "I know I was wrong, honey. But I was set up! So it's not my fault," said Othniel as he walked closer to Caroline. "Still you're disgusting! Your body has been touched by another woman," Caroline replied. "You're really not afraid of my threats anymore? How about your best friend in Italy?" asked Othniel.

Suddenly Modrach’s words crashed violently back into my mind. Love has endured all but will betray all. I stared at Madam Lavinge in horror. I just realized how I truly understood how trapped I was.

"The bond is manipulating you. Making you think you love me when really you're just—" "Don't." The word is sharp. "Don't you dare tell me what I feel. Don't you dare dismiss my feelings as bond manipulation when I chose you. When I forgave you. When I fell in love with you without any guarantee you'd love me back." "That's exactly why I have to go." He's shaking now. "Because you're so convinced this is real, and I can't trust that it is. Can't trust that you're not just trapped by biology. And I won't—I won't trap you with someone who's destroyed you."

Nothing fucking more. “I curse the day I met you, Laura. Fuck, I hate you. I hate that you trapped me in your bars of longing, because you don’t know what it feels like to want someone and you can’t have them. To invest in them, only to get a devastating loss…” My knees buckled to the floor, agony twisting my ribcage, cold and merciless. “To love somebody… and they don’t love you back!” I unhooked the frame from the wall, and it snapped in two, with our faces apart.

"I need you to leave. I need you to go back. I need you to return to your body while I hold the entity here." "No! I'm not leaving you! I'm not—" "You have to." My voice was firm but gentle. Loving but final. "Baby, if you stay here—if you stay inside this trap with me—you'll be imprisoned too. Forever. Stuck in consciousness cage with mother and monster. Never growing up. Never living. Never being anything except prisoner." "I don't care! I want to stay with you! I want—" "I know what you want. But you can't have it. You can't have mother who's free. Who's whole. Who's real. All you can have is mother who loves you enough to let you go. Who loves you enough to stay trapped so you can be fre

she said softly. I cupped her chin in my hands, and I pressed my forehead against hers. “You have no idea how pissed I am about the time that we’ve missed. You have no idea how much I hate that we might not survive what’s coming. Because all I want to do is trap you in this fucking villa, and fuck you until the world ends.” Daniela let out a little, nervous giggle that made my cock even harder. “That’s, um, a lot of fucking.”

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.

He begged. I went to my old room and locked it, sliding against it on the floor. I pulled my legs closer to my chest and sobbed, my body shaking with each painful sob that was wrecking through my chest. Tears streaming down from my eyes. He banged on the door again and again, calling my name with pain in his voice. I could feel his pain but he hurt me today. Love should feel liberating, but I am feeling suffocated. I no longer feel free in my love for him, I feel as if I am trapped. And it makes me hard to even breathe.

“You’re not a toy. You’re my life. My obsession. I can’t function without you. I watch you sleep every night, planning our future. But I won’t rush you into motherhood when you’re still healing from everything Jax and Hayley did to you. I want you strong and ready. I want you to choose me every day, not feel trapped.” I cried harder, pounding my fists weakly against his chest. “Then why does it feel like you’re the one trapping me? Keeping me in this limbo where I’m yours but not fully? I hate how much I love you. I hate how you make me doubt everything. If you really loved me, you’d give me what I asked for. You’d prove it.” Tristan cupped my face, forcing me to look at him. His eyes were i

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