Trespasses Novels & Stories

IVY "This is insane." Maya stared at the building across the street, then back at me. "We're actually doing this. We're actually about to commit a felony, breaking and entering." "Technically it's only breaking and entering if we break something," I said, pulling my dark hoodie tighter. "If we just... enter, it's trespassing." "Oh, well, that makes me feel so much better." She adjusted her own black jacket, looking simultaneously terrified and exhilarated. "Turner, please tell her this is insane."

“You’ve caused quite the scene.” “Scene?” Adrian said flatly. “Someone tried to assassinate my fiancée.” “Fiancée?” Hale looked me over, unimpressed. “Didn’t take you for the marrying type.” “I’m full of surprises,” Adrian said, voice low and sharp. “Unlike you, apparently…..raiding private property without a warrant?” Hale smirked. “I don’t need one when there’s gunfire in the sky.” “You’re on my property,” Adrian said. “I’ll add ‘trespassing’ to your list of crimes later.”

“I didn't choose to be the way I am. Besides, I followed voices into your so-called forbidden woods. I was called there! And right now, I don't even know how I got into that place!” “Which is exactly why you're also charged with trespassing into sacred territory,” another female Elder said coldly. “The clearing has been marked forbidden to outsiders under Astrald law since the Reign of Twelve. Trespassing into it carries severe punishment.” My head spun. “I didn't even know it was the pack's sacred clearing. No one told me. Besides, I refuse to believe you all can be so blind to the tru...” “Enough of the pretence,” Freya sneered. “You expect us to believe a mysterious stranger simply wander

Absolute. “Is this how you plan to torture me?” “You’ll learn to obey before you even understand what’s coming,” he murmured, leaning close enough for his breath to ghost over my ear. Cold. Sharp. Ruthless. Sending desires down my spine “Get off me,” he snapped. I climbed down, heart hammering, humiliation and something else roiling inside me. The door opened. Cool night air hit my face. He didn’t stop me. Engine roaring, he drove away.

Walking did not arrive as a single victory. It arrived as a stubborn accumulation of fallen attempts that eventually refused to keep failing. By the tenth month she could cross the nursery without furniture if the stakes were high enough—Tristan’s open hands, my voice, a forbidden object glimpsed through a doorway someone had been foolish enough to leave unlatched. Each crossing ended in a controlled collapse or an uncontrolled one, followed by laughter or outrage depending on whether she had chosen the fall. Tristan stopped announcing steps into the informal charter after the twentieth or so, not because they stopped mattering, but because the charter would have become nothing but a ledger

Detective Conan made his way through the dense undergrowth to the warehouse. He walked around the building, looking for a weak area through which he could enter unobserved. He discovered the fire escape that led to the second floor. The iron stairs were rusted and old, but they would last a while. He climbed the stairs slowly and silently. When he got to the top floor, he tried to unlock the door but realised it wasn't locked. He crept inside quietly, making sure the door didn't squeak.

The person who betrayed her. Chinyere wanted so much to blame her misfortune on Tobi but she knew it wasn't his fault. It was hers. It was her fault for trusting someone whom she'd never met before. It was number one on her list of 'What Not To Do', a list she'd created in her head as she faked being asleep. What Not To Do 1. DO NOT trust strangers. "Don't worry," the man announced to the hostages and stepped away from Chinyere, "we'll be there soon. I received a text and the customers are excited to meet you."

And I can scream and vent to him all I want. "Those cctv cameras! You sneaking into my safe! I fucking told you all my pins because i thought I could trust you. Only for you to steal and transfer all the money to your bank account! Fuck you Terra! You are Terror to this company but most of all, you are terror to me! "

I am Luna, a cursed Lycan. The sins of my grandfather brought this curse upon me. According to the witches, nothing can break this curse. The witch who placed the curse is dead and now we make sacrifices every full moon to her to beg her. This sacrifice started when I was fourteen and now I'm nineteen. I guess six years isn't enough for her broken heart. If you asked me I'd say she was being cruel. I mean six years of living in hell aren't enough for her to let me go and let me be?.

“We had two breaches at Reservation. They were caught before they cleared the walls but they did reach the top before they were apprehended. One of them had a camera and is known from his police record for trespassing to take photos of celebrities to sell to the tabloids. The second male was armed and ranting about killing the woman who would dishonor herself by allowing a minister to marry her before God. We had them both transferred to the local sheriff. One is going to jail while the other is being sent to a hospital for a mental evaluation.” “Is that all?”