Captivity Book Novels & Stories

Alpha Sebastian's pack owned the oldest and largest library in our realm; surely they had records about Capris Coven. With renewed excitement, I grabbed the book and hurried back to my room. I settled into a cozy chair, eager to dive into its pages. However, my enthusiasm quickly turned to surprise when I discovered that the book was filled with cartoon illustrations instead of the detailed history I expected. My initial disappointment soon faded into curiosity—perhaps this unusual style was an attempt to make history more engaging. I spent the next half hour reading intently, only to find that the book repeated what I already knew: Capris Coven were giants with special powers who had myster

"You should see this." Lynn took the tablet, a cold dread settling in his stomach. On the screen was an article from a sleazy but popular online tabloid, The Daily Whisper. The headline was sensationalist clickbait: "IS EVANS GROUP HEIR HOLDING ARTIST CAPTIVE? SHOCKING DETAILS OF RE-EMERGED PRODIGY'S DISAPPEARANCE!"

A specialized cell. I tried to move. Immediately I realized it wasn’t just my wings that were fixed. My arms and legs were fastened to the metal floor and wall with heavy, magnetic restraints so that I could only sit half-upright. The cuffs were clearly designed to hold down the strength of our kind. Panic washed over me in a sudden, cold wave. Not for my own captivity. “Sadira!” My voice was raw, barely more than a whisper. Something moved in the darker corner of the cell.

"Me. Mate." I wasn't given time to process his words. The creature immediately grabbed onto the chains, breaking them from me. He freed my wrists but in turn grabbed me from the ground, carrying me bridal style, holding me captive in his arms. I pressed closer to him against my will, nuzzling my face into his soft fur, inhaling his magnificent scent with questions at the tip of my tongue. Who are you? Why do you like me? What does this mean?are we truly mates?

So this was what fear felt like. The feeling was strong and it crippled me as a voice kept chanting in my head. I was hopeless, trapped and I had no idea what awaited me in the hands of this twisted man. “Rest now, you'll need it” He said simply as he rose up, adjusting the sleeves of his black shirt. I didn't say anything in return before he left the room. What could I possibly have said? He already made it clear that my begging was futile. He was an emotionless monster and I was his captive.

But Anna doesn’t seem to care and as the head of the place. And I would love to care to, but sadly I am just being used by Hardy and this is not my place. And, none of these women should ever find out I am being held captive by Hardy. Because the way they all looked like they’re hungry to find out something about me, anything at all about me. . .*

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Open her eyes and look back at death itself, right in her face? Pain shot across her face in a quick and completely surprising wave, she felt her brain jump inside her head and her body move in the same direction as her head, it was a strange feeling to be slapped after she had thought her face was gone. numb from the rain, this time definitely felt something, but in the same way the sensation had arrived, everything else disappeared almost instantly, her body fell completely inert into the arms of her captor, a massive man with dark eyes, the same guy who had beaten her before she could escape.

I've come to realize that the more time I spend around Javier, whether alone or in the midst of company, my little brain gets fogged up and sends the wrong signal to… my heart. It even feels off saying it and I know why. It's because I shouldn't feel this way towards my captor. Yes he's impossibly attractive and what I think a man should be like but that's just about it. I don't even know him well enough like that.

Though it's never occurred before, my pussy trembles with memories, almost as if it recalls having him inside. Then again, he blinks. And here I am, peering back at a predator. I hold my breath. Goat. He shifts in nature. God, God, God, please. I firmly place my back on the table. Captured. How should I proceed? Is this the Darius's pack member I've never met? Is Nathan there here because Jade informed him about my presence over the phone? The only part of him that moves is his nose, but even so, I whimper as though he's just pulled a knife.