Books About Being Kidnapped Novels & Stories

naiiyak kong sabi. "Hindi talaga pwede." tumayo si Caden. Hindi pwede?! Baka naman ayaw niya lang talaga akong paalisin dito. This vampire prince has kidnapped me. He was just making excuses for Leo's escape from prison so that I could not return to our house. Bakit ba ayaw na niya lang sabihin yung totoo sa akin? Ginagalit na naman niya ako. "How long will you imprison me in this sad place?" umiiyak kong tanong sa kaniya.

His eyes clouded with fear and tears, I know he blinked back it from flowing out. "Baby girl-" He started, but I cut him off and said, "No Liam. Let me tell you. He kidnapped us one day as we were returning from our college to our dorms. Everything blacked out and we were taken to a secluded place I don't know where. That's when everything started to get worse, it was a torture of [Don't read this if you are not comfortable with reading rape scenes.]

The hairs at the nape of my neck prickled in alarm, and my body tensed as I prepared to break into a sprint, but it was already too late. Powerful arms wrapped around my arms and torso, lifting me up bodily from the ground, and as I squirmed a bag fell over my head, turning the whole world black. It was a disgusting thing, but the sudden darkness kicked some animal part of my brain into overdrive and I struggled against the man who was crushing me to him even harder, screaming while I did so. Rogueland was lawless, but surely someone would intercede if they witnessed someone getting kidnapped in broad daylight and—

I tried to bounce myself a little and felt the plush softness envelop me. I expected to be waking on a cold floor or basement. It was little more than I deserved for how I spent the years leading up to my arrest and prison sentence. But I wasn’t cold, and I certainly wasn't in a basement. Hell, there was even a soft blanket covering my body. What kind of kidnapper made sure you were covered with a blanket? Kidnapper. Fuck! How had I managed to get into trouble this time? I hadn't been in contact with anyone from that previous life. I was just getting my shit together. And now what? Was I about to die here?

I am not going to take this threat lightly especially since I was once kidnapped by some lunatic Arabian prince. I had to spend an entire trimester in captivity waiting for someone to come and rescue me. I waited until I got tired of it and I finally found a way to get out. I consider myself lucky to have survived my ordeal. I seriously don't know if I can survive something like that again and even more I don't want any of my children to go through what I had to go through. I don't know who is doing this but I know that it has to do with Alexandra.

I screamed until my throat started to hurt and wanted to cry. I pulled my knees up to my chest and pushed against the trunk lid with my legs, straining, then kicking, all to no avail. There was almost no light, so I searched with my hands, trying not to panic, to keep my mind clear. Women got kidnapped. It wasn't always a bad ending. There were tales of women who escaped horrid fates through luck and ingenuity. I tried remembering everything I had read, anything that might help, as I felt around the carpet lined trunk.

Madeline looked up and wiped her tears. “I don’t know what caused it, but we just had an unpleasant incident. My two children and I have just been kidnapped. I don’t know what their motive is for doing this,” Madeline said in a trembling voice, and tried to be strong. The woman also tried to tell the events that had happened to her some time ago while covering her youngest daughter’s ears. Chronology of how he became a victim of kidnapping and how he returned. Joshua, who had been opening and closing his own ears for a long time, spoke, explaining the story to his mother. This little boy smoothly said what had happened to him and even clearly described what the kidnapper’s characteristics we

" I read the first page aloud, and it shattered my heart. I turned the page carefully and realized that what followed was an introduction to herself. My name is Alia Fert. I am the daughter of the Fert family, and I was kidnapped when I was on my way to a meeting of women who had the intention of spreading the faith. I don't know how it happened, but I remember that someone covered my mouth with a handkerchief, and when I woke up, I was chained to an iron bed. The shock of knowing I had been kidnapped broke me in two.

He’s held me through the nightmares where I hear Liam calling from the wreckage. “I promised them,” I whisper. “Both of them. I won’t break it because of him.” He pulls me into his chest, arms tight. “Then I’m coming with you. Every class. Every shift at the café.” I nod against his shirt. It’s not perfect safety, but it’s something. Campus feels different when we return. Eyes follow me in the halls—some pity, some curiosity, some fear. The girl who survived a kidnapping, whose almost-father-in-law is America’s most wanted. Whispers trail me like smoke.

The driver pulled the door open, and once we were both inside, he sped off without a word. Sylvia let out a long breath, slumping back into the seat. “To our new apartment?” I glanced at her. “You sure you don’t want to go somewhere else for now?” She shook her head with a small smile. “No. I’ve been dreaming about my bookshelves. You know it was right before the last IKEA run that I got kidnapped? Like, I was legit on my second trip there that day.” I blinked. “You’re talking about your kidnapping like you misplaced your keys.”