Novel & Cerita Abducted Stories

My value was carved into every life-saving potion, written in the eyes of every patient given new life, echoing in every instance of trust and respect represented by the title "Healer Aurora." Leaving Gabriel, leaving Blackwater Pack, was not the end of the story. It was me personally tearing open the dark cocoon, breaking free from the shackles called "not being loved," facing wind, frost, rain and snow, finally emerging as a butterfly and flying toward the vast sky that truly belonged to me. The future was in my own hands.

“I’m not going to hurt you, Abigail. Just tell me what happened.” She looked at me, studying me as if searching for a lie in my expression. When she found none, she let out a shaky breath and the words tumbled out immediately after. “These rogues kidnapped me three months ago. They forced me to join them, and if I didn’t, they said they’d kill me. I’ve been living with them ever since. They made me come along with them on their crime sprees.” My jaw tightened. I looked over at the two rogues, who were still lying motionless on the ground.

If he cried, their world collapsed. The night I returned home, Carson couldn't accept it. After a dramatic breakdown, he climbed to the edge of the rooftop and screamed, "I've been abandoned! No one wants me anymore! I might as well die so Dad, Mom, and Jason can finally live happily together!" My parents lost their minds. Scrambled up to coax him down, then wouldn't leave his side for a second. Dad and Mom fed him fruit and snacks, coaxing him to eat, while I sat dizzy with hunger, ignored completely.

Maya's fingers found her swollen clit and she began rubbing frantically while the stranger pounded into her from behind. "That's it," he encouraged. "Good girl. My good girl. Finally mine after all these years of wanting you. Finally getting to claim what should have been mine all along." His possessive words combined with his brutal fucking pushed Maya toward another orgasm. Her legs were shaking. Her pussy was so overstimulated it bordered on pain. But still she climbed higher. "Come for me," the man commanded. "Come for the stranger who knows you. Who's wanted you. Who's finally making you his. Come now!"

I strolled over to the projector, hit play, and let the pictures do the talking. There they were, Sheila and Yoel, in photos a little too close for comfort, a tribute to their 'lost angel', and the signed document of an abortion that bore Yoel's name. The room erupted in whispers, and the smiles on Sheila's parents' faces turned to stone. I just looked at Sheila and smiled. "Sheila, you told everyone that Yoel was your first love, and that you were pregnant with his child. "Now, with your parents here, the ones you adore, and in front of all our friends and family, I want you to tell me again.

It held him to the floor and wouldn’t move any farther in that direction. “I’m afraid those parts of the story are off limits to you at the moment,” said Isimud. “You’re only clothed in its latest incarnation. If you want to take off your robe, I’d be happy to take you for a tour though. You’d be astonished what happens to a story after six millennia of abducting and murdering everyone who encounters it.”

Actually, there were two kidnappers, one who took her away from her normal life and the second who ruined it because his brother and fiance deceived him. This test was inhumane. She was thinking Ethan wouldn't allow this to happen but he didn't try to deny them once or deter. Although Rubina had apologized to her many times, it couldn't take the pain away and the hit on her self-respect. It was invaded. She was between savage people. She didn't know what was going on between the two brothers or she didn't want to know. She wanted her normal life back. She wasn't believing that she'd get any single day of happiness in this crude savage world. She was crying a river over the pillow.

My one admission had drained every bit of me. I let out shuddering breaths, shaking from the weight of my admission. ‘No more. No more’ I let the tears slip down, a sob coming up my throat. “When I was abducted.” I choked out, my throat heavy and laden with tears. “He beat me and then…then he-” The air in the room felt even colder. My entire body trembled from the weight of my words. I wrapped my hands around myself, gripping my flesh tightly for support.

As I am standing closer to them as compared to the other abducted females I can hear some fragments of their conversation. I tried to hear more. From the broken pieces I heard, it can be said that one of the girls was wrongly abducted in place of another girl. Soon Assist gave his cellphone to Specy. Specy looked at the phone then ordered his man to take a girl to the side. He kept swiping on the phone and picking a girl. One by one all the girls are kneeling at one side and I'm standing alone. He looked at me and I stared back at him. "Kill them," Specy ordered again.

They got identified on these streets and now they had no choice but to compensate this stupid bitch. Meanwhile, Abby, who heard the name Obsidian, felt that her luck had finally borne fruit at this urgent moment. “Oh my Lord! Young Miss!” She quickly lowered her body and prostrated even though her head was still bleeding. Laurel pulled back her legs and her expensive skirt so as not to be stained with her blood. Because of that, Abby almost fell forward again and kissed the paving if she didn't stabilize her body back. “I-I am Abby! I live in Obsidian Port City, and I was kidnapped by what I thought was a friend of mine… and he forced me to become a prostitute in this town!” Abby said, telli