Books About Kidnapping Romance 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.

They both looked at Clara and Edward and then they exchanged a glance of concern among themselves. “You are serious, aren’t you? You are the girl who is supposed to be handed over to the boss. You aren’t joking! Are you?” Johny didn’t even know what to think! Clara’s facial expression revealed that what she said was true but it was something impossible because Johny knows exactly when the kidnapping has happened! How can the person kidnapped fall in love and marry her kidnapper just in a few days?? How can the kidnapper especially when the one is like Mark, fall in love with the prey and also get married??

she called out Her husband smiled and sat beside her bed. " I'm glad to have you back dear." he took her hand and kissed her forehead. "It was Nichole, Cliff.. She got me kidnapped." said Rosita "I know dear, I tried to warn you earlier about her but you didn't believe me." he replied "I'm so sorry Sweetheart" she answered They talked for awhile and Rosita asked Clifford about his video. Clifford sighed and explained everything to her. " She trapped me dear and I was too naive to realize what she was up to. Please, forgive me," Clifford pleaded

A reckless, emotional decision made in the heat of anger and heartbreak. Her phone buzzed on the bedside table. Madeline froze like she was just caught doing something she shouldn't for a second before reaching for it. Notifications flooded the screen. Messages. Missed calls. Headlines. She hesitated… then opened one. “Max Richard’s Ex-Wife Engaged to Business Rival Overnight.” Another. “Scandal or Strategy? Madeline Booker Moves On Fast.” Her chest tightened. So this was what she had signed up for. Not just a fake engagement.

I did feel guilt that I felt this uncontrollable lust over the man that kidnapped me, while my parents and friends worried about me back home. I'd fallen into a twisted Stockholm multiverse. I never pictured myself as a woman that could be lustful after the man that ripped her from the real world, and tossed her into his own. I understood how people fell in love with their captor now. Granted, I was one hundred percent sure that all kidnappers didn't look like or act like Zander. Scolding myself, I marched toward my room and shut the door behind me. The books were new releases, and I couldn’t wait to dive in. I plopped onto my bed when someone knocked on the door.

Oh gosh, why was this so complicated to comprehend? His arms never wrapped around me. The only thing he did was mumble softly, "Then stop running away from me." A new wave of anger coursed through my veins, boiling my blood with rage. He had just kidnapped me from my wedding, massacred 200 of my people, ripped me apart from everyone and everything I held dear, and left me in the cold and dark dungeons to rot and go insane. And still, after doing the worst to me, he had the fucking guts to say that...?

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“Weren’t you dear, Cara?” “Exactly Aldo. Which is why this is crazy. You brought me here, holding me captive, against my wish; kidnapping me.” She pushed. “I... when? When did I kidnap you?” “Do you need a dictionary? You have my devices, so I can’t call anyone. You have my cards, all my money, so I can’t leave. And I’m practically on lockdown here. Does this not sound, to you, like a kidnapping?”

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A memory of my mother passed through my mind, her words repeating. We'll meet again- I spun out of bed with a blanket over my chest, my breathing was heavy and my chest was rapidly moving up and down. I glanced around, the room was completely dark but I almost immediately noticed that this wasn't my room. She's his last hope, I remember everything now. I was kidnapped by a lunatic blonde women. I felt a soft material rubbing against my skin, I had on a black nightgown which I was not wearing when I was thrown in the back of a van.