Treacherous Trap Hole Novels & Stories

Trey looked shocked, and then a big smile came across his face. "It is going to be alright," Trey says, grabbing my hand and kissing it. " Wait, what the fuck are you doing here?" "Good to see you too, Ava." "I mean, you were kidnapped," I said, looking Trey up and down. "I was, and now I am not." "How?" Trey took a deep breath. "Bieve, let me go; your old boss has been arrested." "I hope Bieve has been arrested as well?" I asked, looking more intently at Trey. "She has been admitted into an institution." "Bieve is not crazy," I said, starting to get mad. "She has had a psychotic break. She was raving about how she wanted to cut your babies out of you and wear your skin." "What the fuck Trey

We hurtled down a narrow gully choked with deadfall and rotting vines. And there—there was what I was hoping for. A bone trap. Old, almost collapsed. But still dangerous enough. It looked like a heap of sticks and leaves, but I knew better. Kreel hunters camouflaged their pit traps with the skill of surgeons. "Jump!" I screamed. I leapt over the pile. The others followed. Behind us, the monsters didn’t slow. They charged blindly, their hunger overriding any sense of danger. The first rank hit the trap.

By the light coming from up above, Skylar saw the glistening edge of something inside the hole. A rumble escaped his throat when he realized the hole in the ground itself was a form of trap. Any unsuspecting animal, running at full speed then falling in here would surely get their leg slashed. The bigger the animal, the more damage it would leave. And werewolves in their wolf form were much bigger.

Despite her might, Scarlett decided to sidestep the enormous black wolf's assault since he was simply too powerful for her to handle. Rolling backward she managed to avoid his attacks a couple of times. Adrian was not attacking seriously though. They briefly engaged in a game of life and death until they came to a deep trap hole that may have been dug by hunters to capture untamed animals. Adrian had the feeling that something was not quite right, but Scarlett was too irritated to notice. Walking backwards, she slipped and fell into the trap. Adrian followed her straight into the trap hole, without even pausing for a split second.

Despite the situation Ten's head still remained in the gutters where it resides. "Not whore " Wei shock his head excitedly, climbing the rocks around them, his eyes searched. "Hole. A hole. There was something about a hole and tunnels in the map." "Says the guy who just said he couldn't remember anything." Allyssa scowled but the joy in her voice was too easy to detect. "Found it." The hole was inescapable as it was sighted in a ope area. Bug enough for three adults to fit in at the same time. "Hurry."

The path led into a vast grassland area that was surrounded by tall trees and I was about to ask Shrilly what he meant by ‘we’re here’ when my gaze dipped and I noticed a hole. My jaws dropped. It was like a split in the earth's surface— a crooked rift, and I crept closer to it to realize it ran very deep into the earth's crust. It was darkness itself down there. I turned my bewildered gaze to Shrilly and Grus and I believe I spoke for everyone when I said, “You can’t be serious.” They both smiled. “Welcome to the Trencher Hole.” Grus said and the next thing I knew, he and Shrilly were jumping inside.

I passed Polly in the hallway. She was pushing a handcart piled with ten or so boxes, arms trembling. Seeing me, she stopped and lowered her head to let me pass. "Distribution going okay?" I asked. "…So-so," her voice hoarse. I nodded and walked on. After a few steps, I glanced back. She was still there, hands on the cart, shoulders slumped. The snowlight outside cast pale shadows on her face—white, almost bloodless. The next day, my assistant mentioned casually while dropping off documents, "Mr. Bassett… the employees secretly created a group chat. They call it the 'Cherry Victims Alliance.'"

"You're not getting away from me, angel." Hmph. What a brat. I set the flowers aside, not taking Jeremy's words to heart. As soon as I did that, Mabel Lane called me. She said, "I have good news, Sasha. I've found a great streamer here; I think the company will…" Her mention of this reminded me that I'd yet to find any suitable streamers during this trip. All I'd found was a young man who was backing me into a corner. The thought of Jeremy reminded me of what had happened during the sharing session. My body started heating up again.

no way! why am I bent in such an angle like a baby in the womb, what is happening to me? I took a look at my position, my breath got stuck in my throat as I realized I was inside a rope like thing, no,...wait, I am in a FUCKING trap. This isn't funny any more, am I going to die as food for carnivores as I become their special treat. No, I can't be thinking that, then can anyone tell me why I was stuck in a fucking trap, this is too

The latter was highly unlikely, no matter how relieving, and that was why we had prepared ourselves for the former. Alan was trying to figure out a way to get us out of here without having to go back upstairs but we both knew that it was impossible. Either there was a secret tunnel that could lead to our rescue or we were eternally trapped in here. It was the former. When we stumbled across the door that seemed like our ray of sunshine, we hadn't expected it to be filled with enormous boxes preventing any path for us to walk on. As we made our way through them, I couldn't believe the number of them that were lying there. I was convinced that they ranged up to hundreds if not even thousands.