Books About Kidnapping Romance Novels & Stories

“Trust me, none of the others would have given you a deal this good. They’d use you for years until you stopped being young and pretty. Then they’d kill you, dump your body somewhere, and every trace of you would disappear. You’d become a ghost, Ronan but my brother isn’t like them. He won’t treat you that way. All you need to do is keep him from being reckless and you’ll walk away alive.” I didn’t respond because I didn’t trust my voice. Let me go? Was I supposed to thank him now? Smile? Be grateful? Hell. No. I turned my face toward the window. My mind was in chaos with rage, disbelief, fear, all tangled together. I’d been kidnapped, drugged, sold, and now this psycho expected me to play s

Here are a few things to put you at ease (mainly confusions and insights). Moreover, the beginning chapters are longer to keep you hooked and to let you decide easily. • Insights: 1) This is a mafia, billionaire romance. But definitely the author is not playing with cliche of abducting and falling in love with the kidnapper. 2) There is no Stockholm syndrome or rape at all, personally I don't like writing it. The female protagonist won't be forced to do anything.

Before Anthony could respond to Rudolph, Edith came running to his room. "Anthony, Celeste is missing. She is kidnapped. Tom kidnapped her from the wedding venue."

Kaden said again and a lone tear dropped from her eyes. " You're just one of the most selfish and evil person I've ever known, Kaden." She yelled at his face and Crystal frowned. " You're doing all this for that...that witch who doesn't even have a background? How would you even know if she's just staging her kidnap? Nothing happened to her, okay? She's just trying to create dramas as she's always done, as an attention seeker that she is! Who knows? She might have tried to run away with one of her numerous lovers but came up with this plan instead? You–"

And having dropped the bombshell on the press, I demanded, "Would an important family like the Boswells really allow a nobody to become Mrs. Boswell? Would I really be afforded such a privilege without Sean Boswell's own agreement?" The footage of my kidnapping played just then, leaving the crowd stunned by the sheer barbarism it showed. I looked Janet in the eye from the distance then, and calmly said, "You faked suicide to steal my groom. Then, you hired thugs to kidnap me and beat me into miscarrying, even smugly sending me the video just to brag." "Did you really think I won't have evidence to catch you red-handed?" It was a pebble that kicked up a storm.

Knowing that he knew of me being awake way before hand. "How are you feeling love?"I questioned, taking Julian by surprise as he turned to me with a skeptical look on his face. I sighed, leaning my head on his shoulder as he let out a breath before moving a hand to wrap it around my waist and pull me closer."I'm fine, just exhausted."He replied truthfully, a smile tugging at my lips as I kissed his cheek. Grateful that he didn't hide it. I really wouldn't like it if in the middle of all this chaos, Julian started pulling himself away from me or shutting me out. We were each other's escape and without the other we were in a sense, helpless or vulnerable to outbursts."What's going on now? Edwa

I was unable to relieve the pain I felt from his tight grip because of my cuffed wrists. He dragged me down the flight of stairs and another. And another until he through a room open. It was a very dark room and he locked me inside. I screamed for him to open the door. But nobody answered. I screamed continuously until I lost my voice and energy and resorted to crying. Did Mama know that I had been kidnapped? What about Imogen? Was she safe? Did she know something wrong had happened? I wish I left her a note telling her where I was going. Maybe she would have had a clue to find me.

“This is kidnapping Tristan. Do you understand that? You have kidnapped me. I am here against my will. You will go to prison for this…” “Will I?” She looked into his hard eyes. Something deep down inside her told her not to push him, not to test his patience. She recalled reading about Tristan and AJ and some the crimes that they had been accused of. They managed to get out of everything. No matter how hard the evidence was stacked up against them, they were cleared… She did not stand a chance… ***

Wasn't this how it worked? I looked around the room after five minutes, taking stock of everything I could find. Despite it being a bedroom, it was still as unique as others bedrooms are. This was a man's space. A little bean bag with rumpled sheets that kind of smelled like smoke and leather was at the right side of me, clothes tossed across another chair, with an open bottle of brandy on the side table. The room had these very thick curtains that covered the entire room, putting the place in a darkness that only people like the person who kidnapped me stayed in. I was fucking alone.

“But I’m going to find out.” The wind howled around us, thick with darkness, and something inside me shifted, uneasy and restless. Not fear. Not just fear. Something deeper. Something dangerous. Because Cassius Draven, the man who kidnapped me, was the only person keeping me alive. And I didn’t know what terrified me more. Him or the fact that I didn’t want to run.