Book Kidnapped By My Mate Novels & Stories

Camden looked down, seeing his fingers interlocking with her own as electricity seemed to pulse through her veins. Unable to bear the unfolding scene any longer, Clayton seized Camden's elbow and forcefully pulled her away from the stranger, breaking her trance. "Cam, what the fuck is going on?!" His frustration erupted into a yell, his voice filled with anger. Gasping for air, Camden met Clayton's gaze, her face a mask of confusion and distress. "I don't know," she whispered, her voice trembling. "I... I have two mates?" Her words hung in the air, laden with uncertainty. Clayton's frustration mounted, his voice laced with disbelief. "How is that possible, Cam? How can you have two mates?" T

I asked him with my heart doing somersaults in my chest. "I ordered the soldiers to take her to the packhouse. The paramedics who accompanied us were tending to the injured there. They are with her now," Kylan explained. I breathed out in relief. At least she was getting the medical attention she needed. "I'm sorry… I really am… I didn't… I didn't know Michael was so vicious… He told me that you stole his mate and I believed him… I am sorry…" Fabian stuttered, interrupting us. He knelt beside the oak tree, his hands bound behind him. One thing I noticed was that he didn't try to flee, even though there were no guards keeping an eye on him.

"I’m here to help." He doesn’t move, so I reach out and gently take his hand. He flinches but doesn’t pull away. "Let’s go," I whisper, scooping him up into my arms. He clings to me like a lifeline, his small body trembling against mine. I’m almost to the safe house when a shout erupts behind me. I turn just in time to see a Nardoo charging toward us, its eyes glowing with a terrifying light. My heart stops.

My wolf, who'd been silent and cold and dead since Elena's murder, suddenly roared to life with a force that nearly knocked me out of the chair. MATE. No. Not possible. NOT HER. I stared at our joined hands like they were a bomb about to explode. This felt like a curse. Because the woman now destined to be mine—the other half of my soul was my dead mate's little sister. And I'd just kidnapped her.

He finally announced Emerald was his wife and not Phoebe, he even discloses information about the kidnapper himself, asking if they can help in finding the one who took his wife away. It only happens in soap operas, but the kidnapper, Matthew—didn’t think that it would happen in real life too. Matthew rolled over to look for the person he got. Emerald. She was sitting in a chair, her hands and feet tied together. Seeing her small figure makes Matthew's anger enhanced further for Jude's family. Suddenly, Matthew kicked Emerald's hands. He pulled his hair to wake her up. She was astounded when she realized she's in a dark cell with nothing but silence and darkness. Only the light above her is

She gasped when she saw Audrey and the three men standing apart from the warriors of her pack and she knew that she had been taken hostage again. "Hand over the book that you got your men to come and steal from us and be at peace. I do not want to make trouble with you even though I am by right supposed to slit your throat for taking away what does not belong to you in any way the way I have done to your accomplices." Watson said as he reached them and greeted Ron and Audrey. Audrey and her men moved to meet their pack members and stood watching. Carla moved to hug Audrey while Clara was practically jumping as she murmured,

“Yeah, sometimes I felt like trapped in a movie about a cute little bromance. But they were one in making their claims… You know, about you being the monster and us being the brainwashed cult followers ready to sacrifice everybody for the greater good. Then denied every possible involvement in the kidnapping and the torture and in the end, they rode into the sunset happily. I felt uncomfortable watching all this, but I would have been awfully sad if I had missed it.” Sitting up straight, I grab my pen, “Is there anything else that they said?” “Yeah,” he grins, obviously amused by my distress. “They hinted at the fact that you and your brothers got the big boy’s sister off their territory wit

When he entered his home, he saw his mate's aunt sitting there with a worried expression on her face. Alpha Aiden's heart sank as he approached her. He knew that something terrible had happened. His worst fears were confirmed when his mate's aunt, Aunt Zara told him that his mate, Camille, had been kidnapped, even Aunt Abigail and her daughter were present their face sour. Liam tried calming Aiden down but he just couldn't remain calm, his mate has just been taken.

"Nora, we've searched the entire territory. There isn't a trace of the mate you described. We've also asked everyone here, and no one saw a mate by your side." "No!" I shrieked. "Kyle was right here! He came with me! All of you saw him!" I scanned the crowd desperately, eyes searching for any sign or clue—anything that could prove he existed. Then, my eyes landed on the backpack at the edge of the clearing. It was Kyle's backpack! I sprinted over and grabbed it, lifting it high. "Look, this is Kyle's backpack! He keeps his bone flute in here! If he never existed, where did this backpack come from?"

I felt cold anymore after he withdrew himself from my insides. “Come on, kid. Do what you want with me,” he breathed in my ear. But I just let him lead. “You do what you want with me.” Before I could say more, he brought his legs up between mine, bending them at the knee and spreading my own. His hand slipped between my legs, and I cried out, suddenly afraid, but he stopped and just rested there. Unmoving as he held me in his palm. “W-What if…” I shuddered, his lips lingered on my cheek, breathing hard and hot. “Just imagine me as your mate.”