Abducted Stories Novels & Stories

he snapped, frustrated. "Alright," Vanessa sighed, trying to remain calm. "But I can't help unless you tell me exactly how it happened." Jayden exhaled, then began. "To make it short… I was abducted. Some strange people poisoned me. I was half-dead for six days. When I woke up—my wolf was gone. I made a deal with one of their leaders. They promised to help me get my wolf back… in exchange for Catriona’s ovaries. I saw how powerful her bloodline was while trapped in the spirit realm. But it was all a lie. They never intended to help."

I weep for the abandoned dinner, for the set table, for the candles extinguished before they even had a chance to live. I weep for this pregnancy barely begun, already rejected. I weep for this belly ignored, denied. For this love I carried alone. I weep for what my sister stole from me. For her words, whispered in my ear like a provocation: "I'm pregnant. By him." And him, Marius, silent, but standing at her side like a trophy she had conquered, a man who would not be returned to me. I weep for my naïveté. I weep for that foolish belief that love is sometimes born of the everyday, that it can grow where nothing was ever sown.

Mom whispers, and I cry even more. Being Harvested was the best thing that ever happened to me. THE END. CHECK OUT FIADH'S STORY- ABANDONED Book 3, Protected, is now in the making

“A man living alone can’t eat at the mess hall every day.” I sat on the sofa, listening to the sounds of chopping and oil hitting the pan. Sunlight streamed through the window and fell across the half-finished cup of tea on the table. The tea had gone cold. But the scent was still there. Mom. I’m home. --- Over the next two weeks, everything moved forward under my father’s arrangements. Victor was arrested on charges connected to money laundering and the murder of Grace Spencer. Sophia was charged with fraud and falsifying official documents.

STEPHANIE'S POV. I was confused, what was this man talking about and why does his face look so familiar?First I was abducted and now he is talking about marrying me. Before I could comprehend anything,the door opened and a woman walked in with four girls. "Bathe her till she is clean enough"she ordered with no smile on her face. Before I could say anything,I was lifed up and forced into the bathroom. "Let go of me"I said as I struggled with them but they held me in place.they tore my clothes and put on the water.they started scrubbing my body.

So Claire believed this time was the same. She thought that as long as she cried a little, I would return to her side. But she had miscalculated. This time, I had truly decided to leave. I did not want her anymore. After Claire left, I packed my bags. I tore all 999 photo booth pictures we had once taken off the wall and burned them in one fire. Then I went to the backyard and stood there in a daze, looking at the grapevine and the swing hanging from it. Because I liked eating grapes, Claire had planted a grapevine for me in the yard. She had even built a swing so we could sit on it in the summer.

Liora Vale had always loved the quiet. At twenty-one, she worked the night shift at the old city library. Most people thought the job was boring, but Liora loved being alone with the books after midnight. The tall shelves felt like old friends. One rainy night, while sorting the rare books section, she found a strange leather book hidden behind others. It had no title. When she opened it, the pages glowed softly. Words appeared. Choose a story. Bring him to life. One night only.

Where men will found out years later that I was abducted and God knows what else happened to me. Tears formed in the corners of my eyes. The sadness of it all hit me like a wave. I wanted to do so much more with my life. I closed my eyes and let my silent tears fall. Life was truly unfair. No, stop thinking like that, thoughts like that won't help you now. Try to find a solution instead of thinking about problems. So I tried moving again, hoping I could escape from my bounds. Unfortunately, no matter what I tried it did not help. I opened my eyes again. I squinted them to try and find something in this darkness that could help me to escape my current situation. I looked around and I could se

There was a hole nearby with a pup inside it. It was gaunt and weak. One of its legs was injured, so it could not even stand properly. I gently picked it up for a better look. “You don’t have a family either?” The pup did not struggle to break free. It stuck its tongue out to lick my tears away, as if it was trying to take my sorrows away. I looked at the docile pup and thought, ‘The Moon Goddess must have sent him so that I wouldn’t be alone.’ I brought the pup back to the house where I lived before I got together with Jacob.

"I want to report the kidnapping of my son. Ethan Graham Taylor. I believe the Taylors have him kidnapped." (...) That night, Robert spent the early hours and the morning in jail. But what the Taylors didn't count on was the complaint he would make. This turned out to be fresh meat for the morning news, which helped the story come to light before being silenced. "The first and only child of the Graham-Taylor marriage reported stolen. Accuses the mother's own family of stealing their son." "Shock! It is presumed that the child of the Graham-Taylor marriage did not die, but was stolen by a relative. And is still alive!"