Treacherous Trap Hole Novels & Stories

He raises his brows at me, and I nod in the affirmative. “Alright, what is it you want to talk to me about?” “Oh yeah, about that, the blue moon pack wants to attack, and I think we have a traitor” Carson replies. “Our secret attack plan has been leaked” he blandly states. “Okay Carson, we find this traitor and we ask why he is doing this. Then, we make another attack plan only the two of us know about. Nothing bad must happen” I rush my words. “Okay, Don. Let me get someone to start the investigation.”

"You don't even know me." "I don't need to know you to know Roman is a tyrant," Zane replied smoothly. "My boat is anchored three miles off the northern cove. My crew understands the blind spots in his radar. Trust me, and I will extract you from this place. I can return you to the mainland... back to your sweet boyfriend, Aiden." Hearing Aiden’s name on a stranger's lips sent a chill down my spine. "You know about Aiden?" my voice trembled.

Kairo asked, concern laced in his voice. “Yeah, just let me move out of this trap.” I tried hoisting my body up, but the hole was too narrow and deep that I had a hard time. I saw the couple behind us moving out of the trap, and I lost hope. We could get 2nd place at least.

A rope and other objects that spelled out scandalous intentions. "Please... don't do this," I begged him once more, even though I knew my pleas would fall on deaf ears. I felt sheer desperation and an instinctual need for survival, so I lunged towards the door, hoping against hope that it would be unlocked. Unfortunately, luck wasn't on my side. The door was locked tight just as I feared. A chilling realization washed over me then. There was no way out of this nightmarish situation. I was trapped like an animal cornered by its predator.

Maya held a file, quietly reading off my information. “Track athlete, consistent gym activity, no major illnesses. Excellent physical condition.” Her tone was disturbingly calm. Finally, I understood. They had never been ordinary landlords. The low rent, the preference for strong men, the constant meals, the late-night scares, the fake kindness—it had all been a trap, carefully planned step by step. Their real goal wasn’t renting a room. They were hunting for healthy, isolated, low-profile young men. I trembled and struggled with all my strength.

he told her as he led her to the living area. Meanwhile, back on the road, Violet, her husband and the getaway driver made their escape. They had been driving for at least forty minutes when they came upon a police blockade at an intersection. "What the hell is this, Tommy?” Violet shouted at the driver from the back seat. She was too busy salivating over the briefcase filled with money to notice what was happening. She desisted from rubbing her palm over the money and closed the case. "It looks like a trap," Tommy gave out as he looked in the rearview mirror and saw that they were being followed by three police cars.

What Quinton didn't know was that I wasn't in the bed at all. I had already slipped out through the first-floor window. I was in a motel, watching everything through the security camera. When Quinton realized I wasn't there, he kicked the trash can over. "Damn it! That woman thinks she can play me?" He glanced toward the hallway, worried about waking Nora. Just as he turned to leave, his eyes fell on a small card on the table. "What… Is this how Malcolm hired them?"

“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.”

But since curiosity is killing me then let’s get it on! "She's pretty." I don't know but that was the first thing that came out of my mouth. "They all are." I turned to him. "What do you mean?" "She's not the first victim Lia, there's already five of them." "She's not the first victim Lia, there's already five of them." "She's not the first victim Lia, there's already five of them." "She's not the first victim Lia, there's already five of them."

Several guards rushed in and struggled for a long time before pinning Caleb's father to the floor. Amid the chaos, Caleb ran to the influencer's camera and snatched the selfie stick. He sobbed at the screen. "Everyone, you saw it, right? He's a psychopath. He deliberately disguised bricks as a laptop to trick me. I plugged my USB into the wrong port and it short-circuited! "My thesis really is gone. This is murder by another name. Please help me get justice!"