Black Widow Kidnapped Novels & Stories

Liam stood tall, his eyes scanning the dimly lit warehouse, the only sound the creaking of old wooden beams. He clutched the duffel bag tightly, his heart racing with anticipation. Suddenly, footsteps echoed through the space. Liam's gaze locked onto the figures emerging from the shadows. The kidnappers, masked and menacing, stepped forward, Isadora held captive between them. Her hands were bound behind her back, and a strip of duct tape sealed her mouth shut. Her eyes, wide with fear, met Liam's, pleading for help.

After all, she could not possibly escape when she was on plane because no matter how suicidal someone was, he or she would not jump off from a plane that was in the air. She walked out of the room moving cautiously, she spent most of her life with mafia's. So she was going to tread carefully as she did not want to end up dead with a bullet in her chest or her forehead. She walked into the rear of the fuselage and then she saw him, the man she slept with and stole two million dollars from. He really was the one that kidnapped her He was sitting in a laid back position with his legs stretched out in front of him and he was smoking. Adrian Osiander, she has heard about him so many times

But the word Bryan had spoken before I ran upstairs echoed with terrifying resonance: “kidnapped!” “No, wait!” I shouted, running to Bryan and seizing his shoulders, ignoring Robert’s startled protest. “What did you say earlier? Before I left you too just now? My wife was kidnapped! You said it! What did you see?” Bryan, still weak, forced the words out. “I saw… I saw five hefty men… Heather than I am. They were in black uniforms. They hit a gun on your wife's head and covered her head with a black tube. Boss they were professionals. They carried your wife to a black van. I tried to follow, but… the drug hit me too hard. She was taken by professionals. Not escaped.”

Sleep never came. Aria lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling beams until her chest ached. Kael’s words rattled in her skull like a chain she couldn’t break. Once you know, there’s no going back. She had been kidnapped, hunted, nearly killed. And now she was supposed to sit quietly while everyone whispered about her? No. She deserved the truth. When the lodge finally stilled and the fire burned low, she rose. Barefoot, she slipped through the hall, each board groaning too loud under her weight. The night air chilled her skin as she crept outside.

he fired off. "It's his blood. I bit him, and that's how I escaped." Should I reveal that it was Kilian? I had already told the authorities everything about the existence of the black wolf pack, about Kilian's pack and all the she-wolves they kidnapped to live as slaves. It had become a state secret. Demetrius raised an eyebrow, impatiently waiting for my answer. "It was Kilian Hawthorn," I revealed. Demetrius's eyes widened, and he took a deep breath, his fists clenching again. Through gritted teeth, he asked:

said Dina in a seductive voice. "Don't you dare do that, I'll be right there," replied Jhonatan hanging up the phone again. He turned around and headed to Dina's house to retrieve the file that Dina had left behind. Dina is a 25 year old girl, she is currently running a boutique because she wants to start a business so she can have an income. Her parents passed away 3 years ago, she is an only child and has no one but Jonathan. Her high education, extraordinary intelligence made her able to invest in several small companies but she used her intelligence to take advantage of Jhonatan, she extorted Jhonatan's money as she pleased and Jhonatan himself was always available when Dina needed money

He called with his eyes widened “How are you?” I asked walking closer to him I sat on the chair facing him “Any problem?” He asked “Yeah, Katrina has been kidnapped,” I said bitterly “What?? Katrina has been kidnapped??” He asked I nodded “The kidnapper even called me and demanded for a huge amount of money and I sent it but it’s all the same” “They didn’t tell me where they kept her,” I said “Really?” “That must be Helen’s doing,” He said nodding “Helen’s doing??” I asked with a frown . . . T.B.C.

Ava’s POV Aurora's voice on the other end held a weight, a solemnity that struck Ava to her core. "Ava, we found out that your kids were kidnapped. Captured by some men who, we suspect, are werewolves from the Nightangle Pack." Ava's breath caught in her throat, her mind struggling to process the shocking revelation. "Kidnapped? Werewolves? Nightangle Pack?" The words hung in the air, a surreal concoction of fear and disbelief.

Dave then smirked and tilted his head to catch my gaze. "My offer is always available, just call me," he said, waving his hand goodbye before turning his back onto us. "Excuse us please," Dad excused and asked me and Ismaiah to come with him. My face remained stern. I am mad, confused and scared at what's coming to me. "What is this Dad? I am fucking kidnapped here and you're acting all normal in front of me?" I can't help but combust in anger the moment we arrive at a closed room.

How can she settle down here so normally and why my men couldn't find any information about her or her family? She never showed that she missed her home, never talked about her family with others. I had Ethan get it checked but nothing. It's as if her kidnapping wasn't a mistake on our side but well planned strategy of someone. If it's someone's plan then who is it that she is working for and what's their plan? He signed a contract with her, for her to get close to him and start whatever she was planning. "Veronica, darling. You don't know you are entering a lion's den."