Best Kidnapping Books Novels & Stories

I nodded reluctantly and followed him. On our way to my room, we heard yelling coming out if Vin's office. Vin. I like the nickname. Did I just gave my kidnapper a nickname. Was he really my kidnapper, when I willingly kissed him. Does anyone's heart beat increase when they kidnapper is next to them, and in a good way. I hate not knowing any of these questions.

She began to put breakfast into her mouth, she felt lonely so she decided to go to the orphanage alone after eating. "Bi, do you know Mr. Ruslan's number?" Gabriel asked after he finished eating. "I know, because you have to remember his number if there's anything you need to call him," replied Bi Ita. "Then I'll ask for your number, ehh no, I'll just borrow your phone to call Mr. Ruslan, I want permission to go to the orphanage to visit the children," Gabriel continued. "But no, auntie's phone is old school," said bi Ita feeling embarrassed.

The news of hysterical babies literally going to the hospital made the news, as the special case, then, was more than a strange case or an epidemic. Meanwhile, it led to a series of events that culminated in the big case of baby kidnappings in the city. A series of kidnappings of children between the ages of 6 months to one year, Lissa was one of them, she was kidnapped on January 2, 2023, at 11 am, never to be seen again. In the middle of the network of apartments in the north zone, where there were a series of roadside hotels and houses in poor communities, to the south of the city, between the highways and the industrial zones.

It can’t be, right? No, it can’t be. Even though I read something like this. It was part of an action story where she was kidnapped and they shaved all of the woman’s hair, even the eyebrows, because the kidnaper was a collector of different hair colors. He was obsessed with the natural color of the hair so he kidnapped victims just to shave their hair then rape and kill them afterwards. It was a pretty boring book titled ‘The Hairnapper’. I also don’t like the ending because it made the female lead looked like a stupid kind girl that is also obsessed with that damn killer.

But no, I'm sure I'll not go with him even if I'm drunk because he's not my type. I looked out the window and saw we were surrounded by the sea. After a few minutes, a hot stranger entered the room, wait what? Did something happen to us and he took me to a resort? No! Then waves of memories started popping out in my mind, shit! I now remember! I got kidnapped, how can I forget that? "You're awake" "W-what do you need from me? Is it money? You can call my dad he will give you everything just please don't hurt me" I begged, of course, it might kill me, I still want to live even though my life is useless.

He whispered, capturing my lips in a kiss that melted every part of my being and I kissed him back with the same passion, smiling against his lips when I felt his tears drop on my face, this time…they were happy tears. . . THE END PS: Hi readers! I want to thank you so much for starting this journey and finishing it with me, it took me three years (you heard that right) to finish this book so I’m literally in tears right now as I write this. These characters have a special place in my heart, I love them so much, they are real to me. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it—and I really do. Kidnapped By The Alpha, The Reluctant Mate Series Book 1 is over! Want to read Clair

I gave a slight nod while thinking that it has already been 13 days since the day I was kidnapped. I turned the page for him to read. There is one more thing that I needed. He looked at the notepad again and after a mere glance at the notepad, he looked at me again. The first line of the notepad says: I need a dead body. I signaled him to continue reading. Victor's POV The first line on the next page confused me, so I looked at her. But she signaled me to continue reading. "

“She’ll bring ruin to us all.” With that, he vanished into the shadows. Aria sagged back against the wall, her lungs dragging in ragged breaths. Every instinct screamed to bolt out the door, to find her way home, to pretend none of this was real. But Kael turned back to her, and those golden eyes pinned her in place. “You’ll be safe here,” he said. She laughed, sharp and broken. “Safe? You kidnapped me! Your people want me dead! How is that safe?”

“This is your home now, Zarina! You belong here, with us. You don’t have any other place to go. You’re a nobody, a worthless orphan. You should be grateful for what I’m offering you.” His words cut through me like a knife. I’m not worthless, I’m not a nobody. I’m a person, with my own dreams, hopes, and fears. “I am grateful,” I say, my voice shaking with rage. “Grateful for being kidnapped? Grateful for being treated like a prisoner? Grateful for not being allowed to be free?”