Trapping Stories Novels & Stories

It was a painful growl. I looked down at his paw and noticed he was bleeding profusely, a strong iron trap embedded in his right paw. He had just stepped into a trap. Was it there when Sphinx passed? How had Sphinx managed to avoid it? I saw the trap, if that’s what you were thinking. He was just desperate and didn’t watch his step, Sphinx said. I sensed his pride as we watched the alpha struggle with the trap. The traps in the woods were set by wolf hunters—Operation Wipe Out Wolves.

"They need to get this damn thing off. I can pee on my own now." He scowled while I laughed at his ordeal. He had just woken up from an accident, and he was already thinking about things happening between us on this hospital bed. I guess I'm saved by the catheter for now. Trapping the CEO is the best thing that has ever happened to me. It gave me the love of my life, and now, with our baby, we are finally complete.

Letta had been staring at the test pack in front of her for an hour. Her body froze, and she felt breathless when the word "pregnant" appeared on the test pack. This caused Letta to finally sit down on the cold bathroom tiles. She could only bow her head over her knees, tightly hugging them. For a moment, in that position, Letta began to lament all the mistakes and carelessness she had made in the past few hours. This reminded her of an incident a few weeks ago, where it all began.

"Her sleepy rebuke echoed in my mind, stirring an unexpected pang. What did it say about me that her subconscious hostility affected me so? I pushed the thought aside, covering her with the blankets, and retreated to the shower, eager to rinse away the discomfort." THE NEXT DAY I woke up to find myself in a strange room. I was about to scream, thinking I was kidnapped when I remembered yesterday's events. "Trapped in Cade's bedroom on his island, I attempted to stir, only to find myself enveloped in a pair of strong arms. The unexpected embrace sent a jolt through me, and I froze, unsure whether to relax into the warmth or struggle against the constraint." I turned only to see Cade sleeping

It has my sign using my own blood. "We put them in a safe place, far away from a danger as a promise of our contract" I felt relieved of what Calix said and nodded my head. "Just like what Kiefer told you, you should worry for yourself" and again he walk closer to me and put his head on my neck. "Because your already..." Calix said with almost a whisper and licked my neck that makes me paralyzed. "Trapped by the howling wolf"

Tracy knocks on the door, and we hear Abel's voice from inside, telling us to come in. As we step into the room, I can feel Abel's eyes on me, and I quickly look away. Of course, he just had to look this attractive today. "Hey, Abel," Tracy says, smiling brightly. "We wanted to run an idea by you for a story." Abel nods, looking between us curiously. "Okay, what's the idea?" I take a deep breath and jump in, trying to sound confident. "We were thinking about doing an investigative story on human trafficking at the airport. It's a huge problem, and we think we could make a real impact by bringing attention to it."

Power’s Cost A Lethal Trap The walls of the makeshift packhouse twisted and shifted about Aiden and Damon as they stood back-to-back. The space seemed to be alive, thriving on their mistrust and annoyance. With each step, a new trap was set off, whether it was phantom claws snatching at their throats, spikes blasting from the walls, or the floor crashing into emptiness. "Time is of the essence!" A shaft of ice sprang from the ceiling, and Aiden snarled as he barely avoided it.

Their every step heighten my fear. It pulls me closer to undesired forceful s*x. I gaze behind me. Perfectly blocked by their firm trainee figures without appropriate escape route. Same with my right and left. Before me is worse than other sides. Perfectly covered against escape. I stare hopeless and drained. Am beyond escape options. Am trapped within an inevitable position. Am trapped amidst s*x freak's. Am trapped as a s*x tool and sex quencher!. Oh boy. This is all messed. Entirely and severely messed.

close to the fire, low voices, the rest of them giving us the room without being asked. "He'll come again," I said. No sense pretending. "Not today. He's hurt and he's frightened and he needs to tell himself a story about that rock before he can look at me again. But he'll come. And if we turn him back a second time, he'll come a third. And if we put him in the ground..." I stopped, because I'd finally reached the thing I'd been circling since I woke. "If we kill him, I come back, and so does he, the way we always have, and some version of this morning happens again in a life none of us will remember living. That's the trap. We've been fighting to survive him. You cannot survive your way out

Something closing in. Something he could no longer control. And for the first time— Jonathan realized— This wasn’t just a mistake anymore. It was a trap. And it was already closing