Captivity Book Novels & Stories

I answered almost immediately. “Well… till then, you'll do as I say.” “I’ll do as you say but not on this one.” “Then, I'll make you,” he scoffed. The crackle of a gun brought me to my senses. “You can either choose to die or do as I say.” I took my panties off and here I was naked before my captor’s rival. All I wanted was to run away from earth entirely. My life was a total mess. I began to wonder how I became so unfortunate.

He was building something. An empire written in blood. "Why are you telling me this?" I asked, even as part of me screamed not to trust her, not to trust anyone in this gods-forsaken place. Elena pressed the bundle into my hands. It was surprisingly heavy. "Because you're not the first royal he's captured. But you're the first one who's still alive after the first night." Ice flooded my veins. "What happened to the others?"

he asked after a moment of digesting the information. “The kingdom I was held captive in was ruled by a demon king with magic powers.” His eyes grew bigger in shock. “How did you get access to the spell?” “It was in a book.” “How did you get access to the book?” “He gave it to me.” He paused and shot me a dazed look. I knew the narration wasn't making any sense to him, it didn't even make sense to me too. I was captured but somehow developed feelings for my captor. It made no sense.

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That’s our business and so it should remain our secret. ‘Not anymore Justin! It’s time to receive the book,’ he said authoritatively. ‘The book is out there, everybody is free to get a copy and read.’ The driver stretched his hand to the back seat, got a copy of Captured in a rucksack, and handed it to the young man. ‘Open page 23,’ he instructed.

Jasper said and grabbed a shirt on the couch. ****~~°°°°~~**** *Captive's Home* The door swung open and Anna's captive walked into the basement with a young girl on his shoulder, his mask was off his face. He shut the door closed and locked it up. He walked over to the chair Anna was tied to and he laid the young girl on the floor in front of her. Although he had tied her up but he didn't seal her lips like he's been doing, perhaps he has a reason for it.

"Oh okay." The more realization settled within me, the more my tears threatened to spill and I didn't want to cry. I didn't want him to see me cry again, that would show him that his plan is working. I couldn't imagine a life of captivity waiting patiently for when your captor agrees to take your life and end your misery while meeting your family on the other side as the only flicker of happiness existing within you. It wouldn't take long before we reach his kingdom and his plan begins to unfold. I wonder whom he would kill first and how he was going to end their life and how he would choose to end me when he was done with them.

The next second, he lunged forward and seized her wrist. "Let go!" Sophia struggled, but he easily overpowered her. "Save your energy," he whispered, using his other hand to pull off his tie and bind her wrists. "You'll need it later." With that, he swept her into his arms and strode toward the balcony doors. Outside, a helicopter hovered, its rotor blades deafening. Sophia's eyes widened in horror. "Vincent! This is kidnapping!" "So what if it is?" he sneered, leaping onto the balcony with her. "I should have done this the first day I saw you."

Like I was a rabid animal. A cage… With no right to freedom. A savage. CHAPTER 6 AMBER The next few days were a blur. I didn’t know how long we’d been sailing. I didn’t know if it had been a few days… Or a few weeks. Being in this storage container, I couldn’t even keep track of the days and nights. Everything seemed to fade into one. Feeling all of the sanity leave my body. I was so hungry, so thirsty. I guessed that was what solitary confinement did to you.

Even while heading quietly to my chambers, I couldn’t get over the fact that my cock was still standing erect and hurting, pleading to perform even if it’s just for a few seconds. And for the first time in my life, I understood the true meaning of captivity... not the ones done with chains, not cells, not enemies who desire our downfall. But loving the one person who now held absolute power over you, to the point you can’t determine even how you breathe… And choosing, again and again, to kneel because you have no choice.