Captors Novels & Stories

He fits them onto his head and the lenses glow with swirling purple light. “That’s not an arcane GoPro, right?” I ask. I’m already uncomfortable with the situation. I don’t need to be recorded and I certainly don’t need the words “royal sex tape” linked to me. Jonah adjusts the dials around the lenses. “They’re going to help me detect the signature of the magician or magicians who cast this.” Owen carefully doses both energy drinks, two drops per can, and swirls them around. “Don’t drink that yet,” Jonah warns. “It works fast, and I still need to get a few things set up.”

mere piles of wood and brick crumbling. No children and no men, no boys. Just us girls as young as 13. Sam my neighbors Neice who lived on the other side of the village was only 13. She stayed huddled near Carly. The fear in their eyes as they hear Katie crying. A few moments later a man comes out of the tent fixing his clothes with a smile on his face and talks to the warriors guarding us. “Seems Alphas content on this one, take your pick and be prepared to leave at first light”. With a nod he walks off, and suddenly my chains are pulled almost pulling my arms out of my socket. My captor noting saying a word pulls me to follow. When I turn back I see warriors pushing and pulling arguing on

Sophie shifted her seat beside me as she spoke. “What do you mean their first?” The coldness of the Dark Woods seemed to grow stronger and stronger each moment. The rustling in the woods, the howls of the wolves, and the invisible eyes that I felt before seemed to flood all my senses. Petra locked her eyes on Sophie. “We are not their first.” Everyone’s eyes and ears were all focused on Petra. “We are not the first captives the blood drinkers took.” Sophie gasped beside me with her hand placed over her mouth.

Mustafa who is now with Zoe wants to live a new life again after going through hell in his marriage with Cassie but with the children they have standing in the way, how does he function properly as the husband to Zoe and as a father to the children he has with Cassie? Cassie is left to deal with the misery, trying to patch all of the broken pieces together after so much has been ruined. Would she ever get a renewal of love and life itself when there's unprecedented polyandry standing in the way? Aren't you excited for this??? Ooh la la! Until next time, see you in The Captor, sequel to The Captive! One more thing, you can read The Captive on GoodNovel now and you can also purchase it on Okad

Juniper replied, her voice steady now. I watched them move, Dante, the Alpha born to lead, and Juniper, the guard who knew every secret passage in this glass cage. They disappeared into the shadows of the service entrance, the heavy steel door clicking shut behind them with a finality that made my stomach flip. The sound of the lock engaging was like a gavel coming down. "Alright," Cassidy said, wasting no time. She pulled a portable scanner from her vest and handed it to Sage. "Find us a vantage point. We can’t see the main floor from here, and I don’t like being blind when the sharks start circling."

The captain’s team moved like a well-oiled machine. One of them moved through the house with the stealth of a ninja. She swept through the house looking for bugs and areas that could be compromised. Another went around securing the perimeter, ensuring the home was as safe as possible. The last set up tracking equipment. “Our best bet to capture these depraved assholes,” the captain explained. “Is to track any incoming calls. You said the kidnapper hasn’t called back yet right?” “That’s right,” Will answered.

"The 'Secure-Coms Node' from across the street. I’m piggybacking on their satellite uplink." I stood behind him, my hand resting on his shoulder. "What am I looking at, Jax?" "A census, El," he said, his voice trembling. "But not for humans. It’s a ‘Harvest Manifest.’" A list scrolled down the screen. Highland Pack: 14 captured. Tundra Strays: 8 liquidated, 4 taken. Desert Runners: Sector clear. Beside me, Torin let out a sound that was more growl than breath. He was standing near the windows, his massive frame casting a shadow that seemed to swallow the light. He was wearing a pair of tactical trousers, his chest bare and crisscrossed with fresh bandages.

I’m about to answer when a knock sounds on the door. “Your Majesty?” "Come in," Fiona said. The door creaks open. The servant girl hurries in, clutching the carved wooden box from Solara to her chest. She holds it out to me. "It's for her," I snarl and turn. Fury and desire simmer hot in my blood. I hate her intellect, and I want to kiss that smile off her face and ravish her until she can't think. I exit and order the guards, “Have Liora brought to the captive’s chambers. Leave them privacy.”

72 BA Held Captive His fingers run on the armrest of his golden throne; an elbow is supporting his upper body; his legs are crossed. Before his sight, in the center of the aisle, a huge silver cage sits. Inside are their precious captive: Nyx’s and Alpha Lachlan’s wolves, Beta Mellow, and Sebastian. Viller tilted his neck sideways, to and fro. “I got pain on my muscles. They are all heavy. I’ll certainly remind myself to bring a lot of chaperone with me.”

he asked, his lips brushing against my skin as he spoke. "It's not as though I have a choice." "Of course you do," one of his hands dropped to my thigh, lightly running his fingers along my bare leg. I gulped. He was my terrifying captor, and here I was, my body betraying me to his looks. Why did he have to be so sexy? He ran a hand over the towel, and I was thankful it was so thick or he would have seen my n¡pples harden. I felt a wave of embarrassment.