Captivity Book Novels & Stories

But that didn’t happen, my world stopped spinning when I got the glimpse of Antonio’s back covered in blood and everything didn’t fly apart, everything froze and my world seemed to sink underneath, making me believe this was what hell feels like as I closed my eyes. . -THE END- Thank you for reading CAGED— A Dark Billionaire Captive Romance. And special thanks for all your support and comments! Erica and Antonio’s story will continue in the next instalment of this book. And don’t worry you wouldn’t have to wait long, you can already add the next book from my profile. Trapped Forever— A Dark and Twisted Happily Ever After.

I don't know how to go about this kidnapping seeing as it's my first time keeping someone held captive. Im not going to be an evil captor. I'm not gonna tie her up and make her do things she doesn't want to. I'll leave her alone for a week and go from there. There should be a book for kidnapping for dummies. But then everyone would do that and do unthinkable things. I'm not a cruel person, I may or may not have tied her up in the beginning but seeing her weak and dangling frame I didn't want to do that again.

letting up making me moan and she started to cum and she road her climax out them when she slowed down she told me to chock her while she cam and I did and when she cam I did to again I felt so relieved I kissed my little whore got up and took a shower and got ready for my escort to the dining hall for breakfast. I got a message from Becca and lunch saying that phase one was complete and that we are waiting the next one within the next 24 hours or so I was getting excited I would be out of this water abyss and I will get my hands on my revenge it will be worth it I know that it will cause war and Mayeham but after the last 9 months that they have put me through hell it will be worth it all

Wasting time here and listening to nonsense were just terrible. I smiled brightly at Eugene, "Look, I was right. Just rot in your stupid love until you die." As I left the prison, the weight that had been pressing on my heart was finally lifted. The sun shone brilliantly, casting golden light. My happy life had just begun.

Sophie gasped beside me with her hand placed over her mouth. “It started with a declaration for a war and ended up in the kingdom’s captivity,” Petra continued, “it seemed like everything just got repeated.” “Were you…” Ezekiel hesitated, “by any chance, one the first captives?” The old lady shook his head from side to side.

He only pesters me from not using it for days and that's made me annoyed to the bone. Soon, I realized the story of the book. Yes, I read it, out of boredom. I was only not halfway. But I don't intend to follow what the female character did, falling in love with your captor. That idea was the most drastic thing I've ever heard and read. Why there are some authors wrote this kind of story? Have they experienced being held captive and fallen in love with their captors? They should not jump to a conclusion. Even though they both spent days living under the same roof, it does not change the fact that she was kidnapped illegally.

“Some of you will serve as slaves to be sold. Others will be prostitutes in our clubs. And a lucky few will become show wrestlers. If you can prove you’re strong—if you can fight and win—you’ll be selected for the arena. From there, you can fight for your freedom.” He gestured to his men. “We’re going to test you. You’ll fight each other. Get your opponent to submit, and you win. Simple.” They removed our bindings and assigned us numbers. I became Captive 25. There were twenty-five of us in total. “Captive 1 and Captive 2, step forward.” The fights began. We were forced to battle each other. There were fifteen women and ten men in total. Some fights were quick, others dragged on. A few stron

"Oh, and make sure they're bound." Two armed men appeared and began unlocking the cages, hauling the females to their feet like cattle. I had to think quickly; I had to get out of this hellhole, and I was not going to be sold to some fucking stranger. I had already bound myself before they did; one reached out, but I stepped away. "Touch me and I swear to God—" His slap was fast, piercing my lip and dropping me to my knees. At that moment, I saw stars, hopeless stars.

Celine nods, seriously, “I left him asleep; he woke and I wasn’t there, he panicked and ran out of the room to this balcony looking over the living room where I was laying on the sofa on my back with my legs in the air. He came out shouting, ‘Where is she?’, he looks down at me and I meow. Fi, Sammy and Nate all burst out laughing, he takes a moment but joins in eventually. That was an interesting day. My first day of freedom after eleven years in a basement chained to a wall.” Frida stops in her tracks and looks at her, Celine realises she hadn’t known. “Oh, Frida. I’m sorry. I thought you knew, it’s fairly common knowledge now.” Frida comes up to her, and takes her hand. “You were a captiv

“So who is hot fiesty chic really?” “She saw me in my wolf form while I was performing the sacred moon ritual,” I said. “That’s all you need to know.” Lucian scoffed. “You kidnapped her for that?” I didn’t look up. “You’d rather the Council got her?” He frowned. “They’ll come either way. You know the rules. Humans who see us—” “Don’t live.” I finished the sentence quietly. He tilted his head. “Then why is she still breathing?”