Trapping Stories Novels & Stories

“It’s hidden under snow. A lot of people have fallen in, believing it's solid ground.” I squinted, imagining a big hole under the snow that could take us in. My heart beat faster as I thought of wolves and people trapped with no way out. Just talking about the hole made everything feel urgent. “Really?” I said, surprised. “Is that everything?” “No,” Derek said, a slight smile on his face. “The next one is very sneaky. It’s a trap hidden well among the trees. When someone gets caught, it’s not just hard to escape it’s meant to stop them. They can’t get free unless someone strong helps pull them out.”

Of course, I didn't say that! "Ok," he says as he moves closer to me. I move back until my back hits the bed, I inhale and exhale. I am trapped. He moves closer to me and smiles when he realizes I was trapped. He stares at me for a long time, and I couldn't help but feel lucky to have him. "What are you thinking about?" he whispers in my ears. I clear my throat when I realize I can't say anything. "Ahem...no..no... nothing," I stutter.

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.

But I doubt that in the most sense because why would it be the base with a lot of traps? Speaking of traps, we are about to get down for another one because someone has set up something standing at a place that he should not have been. And like a boom, his leg shatters, setting off the remaining traps below us. Quickly, most of us jump to avoid what had happened to the warrior that set off the trap. I was lucky because I was standing close to one of the traps. If I hadn’t jumped in time, it would have been another story. The rest of them join me as I land in a safe zone, or so I thought. But I was able to see that another one died as a result of the shattering trap.

This is the only place that might help them in escaping back home only if they could be able to go through the dangers ahead of them. As they ventured further into the dark and dilapidated amusement park, they stumbled upon a chilling scene. It was a room filled with photographs and newspaper clippings, all connected by red strings. The images revealed a disturbing pattern—their pasts intertwined in ways they never could have imagined. Before they could process the gravity of the situation, a trap was triggered, and the room began to collapse around them. In a race against time, they desperately searched for an escape route, but the walls closed in, leaving them trapped in. They began runnin

But another two were already standing there blocking my way. My eyes widened as my hands curled into fists. No, no, no! This isn't happening! What should I do now? When I tried to pass them, they pushed me back. "Let me go!" I hissed. They didn't leave then, they knew I was here. They were waiting for me to come out. They set a trap for me and I got stuck in that. One of the guards before me smirked. "We'll. But to the heavens, not anywhere else."

I couldn't just go home and hide. "Please take me to the Henderson mansion," I told the driver. The man nodded, turning the wheel away from the road that led to my apartment. I tried to keep my hands still in my lap, but the thoughts came crashing down on me, like a reminder that no matter what I did to move on, Anya would always find a way to reach out and ruin my life.

We are exactly where we belong. Julian locked his intense, ice-blue eyes with hers, stripping away the last barriers between them. The Ice King had melted, the master key was destroyed, and the ghosts of their past were finally buried. As they surrendered to the heat of the tropical night, tangling together in the dark, Maya knew one thing for absolute certain. She was trapped by the CEO. And she never wanted to escape.

All the trauma of the explosion and the constant fear for Nyla’s life came rushing to the surface, and I reached for the heavy metal pliers sitting on the table nearby. I didn't care about being a good man anymore. I didn't care about the laws or the consequences. I was a Varek, and in our world, when someone tries to take what is yours, you take everything they have left. I moved toward the man, my shadow swallowing him whole as I reached for his foot. The sanctuary of the clinic was gone. The battle was here.

Asher’s behind us, his gun trained on the intruder, but I see the hesitation in his eyes he’s wounded, outnumbered, and we’re running out of time. “You’ve made a lot of enemies,” the figure says, their tone dripping with satisfaction. “And now it’s time to pay.” They raise the pistol, and I brace myself, my hands clutching Julian’s arm, my mind screaming for a way out. But before they can fire, a second explosion rocks the cabin, flames licking at the walls, and the floor beneath us groans, splintering. I scream as a hidden trapdoor swings open, a dark tunnel yawning below, and something,someone grabs my ankle, their grip cold and unyielding.