Captivity Book Novels & Stories

Eleven years of love, trauma, secrets, and passion culminating in this: me, tied up in the presidential suite of a luxury cruise ship, surrounded by the three men I love and fear most in the world. They’re not letting me go. Not until I surrender completely. Or until I break. Zion captures my mouth in a brutal, possessive kiss. The ship sails onward, taking me farther and farther from any chance of escape. I am, more than ever… Captive to them.

Will she even be alive when he was finally finished with her? The man pulled out a small old book. A diary perhaps. Settling on the floor, he opened the book and began to read out loud, softly. A little too softly because Sre could barely make out the words. A few seconds... "Follow me, and I will make you fishers of men". Not a diary. A Bible. What kind of sick person kidnaps an innocent person and still reads the bible? Shifting her eyes, she noticed for the first time the crucifixes hanging on the wall and the christian posters of bible verses and quotes which her captor must have interpreted in his own sick way.

Sweet, subtle captivity. I already didn't want to feel any emotions from people. I only wanted to be focused on business but with him, could I really say I knew what I was doing? Could I really say that I was mentally stable? He held the keys to my sanity but somehow, I was so deliciously entrapped that I never knew if it was important to demand the keys to be able to feel normal again. Sweet, subtle, captivity... ***

I call it "Hell hole" I remember the kidnapping started when I was 14. My friend, Anna, who was really beautiful, kidnapped from her home. Her father said, bunch of guys came to their house at night and point guns at them, then they took Anna and her mother, who was still quiet young at that time. Now her father is known as "Mad Davis". His nickname explains his condition right?

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

"Your mark? You speak of this?" She curled her fingers, and the air resonated, bits of light spinning like broken stars around her hands. "The cuff-links that kept me captive? Gone. I am no longer your puppet." Vladimir's eyes sparkled. "You think tossing them away sets you free? You've only just begun to learn what true captivity is.". "Captivity? I lost everything—my family, my home, my future. And you? You took it all to build your throne on bones."

( Book is completed and is available on Good novel, W******l, and Inknitt. 4. Caged ( Survival ): A book about a young Teenage and God-fearing female Student who got kidnapped along with her schoolmates. She had to fight for her survival along with the others... Whether she was able to, will be determined with time. ( Book is Ongoing and Available on Good novel and M********r. )

But never more so than in this moment. I had captured him early in the last war. And foolishly kept him alive, thinking that we could use him for information. But he’d escaped, teaching me a valuable lesson. That was when I learned that you could take no prisoners when fighting this enemy. That the only way to stop them was to kill on sight. Caius had said many disturbing things during his captivity. Trying to unnerve and frighten us. He’d confessed, smiling, that his favorite “food” was children.

This one looked really advanced. Who then found me? Was I safe now? What if they were more dangerous than the ones I had been running from? How long was I out? I wondered. It was better I pretended to be unconscious to gather as much information as I could about the place. I closed my eyes and pressed my arms to my sides. Not too much, so I wouldn’t look suspicious. I was thankful for that choice when the door opened and I heard two pairs of footsteps walk into the room. “She’s very beautiful. She will make a nice slave for our king.” I heard a soft female voice mutter.

they both begged, but Sir Beta would not listen and he took them by the arms each and dragged them to the palace, inside the throne room where Alpha Ragnar and Luna Philipa were. "The Princess" Sir Beta introduced when they got there, pressing his son's back. "Fall on your knees both of you." He commanded and they listened. Calantha stared at the ceramic floor unable to look at her parents. She heard the Beta whispering some things to her father and her body shook when the Alpha stood up from the chair and walked towards her. "Get up," Ragnar ordered in his coarse voice. Calantha immediately obeyed, looking up at her father with shaky eyelids. She was almost as tall as her father but his bod