Captivated Novels & Stories

~Ethan~ I have never been captivated in my entire life. I was one who seemed unaffected by my surroundings except for my temper, which seemed to often get the best of me. But I was captivated at the orphanage. The right word would be enthralled. Locked in a cell of desire when I saw the most beautiful girl I had ever set my eyes on. Nothing took me by surprise, and nothing fascinated me, but this blonde-haired beauty fascinated me, knocking the breath out of my lungs without even lifting a finger. I found myself gawking, completely lost in her eyes.

He wouldn't let this happen. He would come for me. He always did. Even | knew life with Massimo...his controlling hands, his unpredictable moods, and his obsessive nature was better than whatever this stranger had planned. Bootsteps scraped against the floor and I forced myself to lift my head. My captor, ugly and smug, a shadow of a man with teeth that caught in the lantern light, stood a few feet away watching me like I was somne prize animal he'd caught in a trap. His face looked like it had been

He shook his head off before he could think something more stupid. "Hey Allen!" he shouted causing Allen to open his eyes widely. After taking some time smelling the scent coming from Primo, there was something he find himself harf to handle and it made his veins tremble in anticipation from it. It was almost hard to bear from a person like himself and it was dangerous. Too dangerous, because to his own point of view, it can attract the beast that was caged right inside his pride and will. "Let's go!" he abruptly said from the pretty camera man who was utterly shock.

How can I convince someone who is not willing to listen? Almost all of the captives were fast asleep but some talked to each other in whispers. Sebastien and Ezekiel were fast asleep beside me, they would have been exhausted from the constant fighting and the emotional toll it has on them. I scanned my eyes across the small space of the wagon and felt sorry for the ones that we are leaving behind.

It first time that I am happy and satisfied with the things which happen in my life. He stared at me with a confused face. Squeezing my hands in his he tried to speak but stopped when I showed him my palm before anything. " Did you recall something from this? The time when I was your captive I have begged you the same as your current situation. Did you hear my begging that time? No! Then I wouldn't. See table is turned, now I am the one who has more power than you " I told him holding my tears back so as not to break into tears.

"Evelyn, come back to the earth." Ava called her for the third time to drew her attention. "Ava, why do you think there is some strange kind of problem with Sebastian? "Please don't tell me that you were sitting here for so long only thinking about him." "Please tell me, Ava" "You haven't noticed how he looks... especially at you." Ava asked, raising an eyebrow. "Me?" Evelyn asked, pointing her index finger at herself with a raised eyebrow. "Yeah and it seems to me that he is disgusted with everything but he looks at you like a hunter looks at his prey."

And yet she captivated him effortlessly. His chest tightened. His pulse quickened. It was absurd—he’d stood across from the most beautiful women in the country, acted opposite legends, received countless confessions from fans every day. None of it had ever stirred him like this. Her laughter, the way she moved, the warmth in her eyes—it struck him at the very core. He realized then, with a start, that it wasn’t just admiration. He was completely, irreversibly captivated. His lips curved into the faintest smile, eyes burning with something deeper, something tender.

And, his eyes landed on her. Matsyaa felt someone pushed a hand in her throat and squeezed her windpipe. Her breath wedged in her throat. Damn! His blue eyes seemed to have commanded her to not breathe. She was immovable. His gaze was consuming her whole from afar and locked in his eyes, she could feel him entering her mind and detecting the fear she had neatly tucked aside.

His fingers felt magical, and everywhere they touched would make me want even more of him. A low, rough voice brushed against my ear, each word carried on a hot breath that sent shivers down my spine. It was burning me up with excitement and thrill. "My dear, you've got such a tempting body. I bet you want it really bad, don't you? Why don't you let me give it a try? I promise you'll love it…"

the makeup artist said, which captured her attention. Then there was Gabe on the door of her room, standing while staring at him. She was only looking at him in the mirror. He was indeed captivated. His eyes were glued at her. His heart began to drum. And his stomach was filled with butterflies. He was stunned and stiff that he couldn't move—indeed, he was moved by her beauty. Back to Annalise, it was not only Gabe who felt stunned. Annalise right there seems to be captivated. Her heart was bumming again, looking at Gabe Clyborne.