Death To Kidnappers Novels & Stories

These guys could kill me. The moment I thought about it, my stomach dropped. What if they did? What if they ended up killing me? I had heard stories about kidnappers getting their ransom money and still killing their victims. Was I going to be one of those? A story in the news, a statistic? I couldn’t imagine what my parents would go through. And Jerrod, God, we hadn’t spoken. What if I died and never had a chance to fix things with him?

She was unconscious. “Hello,” the kidnapper said. He seemed to be the head of the others. He was the one who always called. “Hello,” I said. “How could you kill my men?” he said in a high tone. He was angry. “I didn’t mean to kill your men. They tried to break our deal. We had a deal to exchange the money with Naya’s freedom, but they did otherwise. You even promised to return my wife to me untouched, but yet I found countless injuries on her skin.”

"That's impossible!" Alicia insisted. "Say that again!" "It's true. I asked around and found out that no rescue team was ever sent out that day. The kidnappers killed her the moment the three-day deadline passed. The Fangorian court is already preparing to start the trial," the caller reported. Alicia's phone slipped from her hand with a clatter, the screen shattering when it hit the floor. She stumbled backward, her heels kicking up even more of the ashes.

I fall to the ground in a heap, unable to breathe. This is it. This is how I'm going to die. Their aggression says it all. My father isn't going to get me. But I knew he wouldn't. Not for lack of love. But rather, he knows his attempt to get me would be futile. Hostages rarely ever get set free. Once they're kidnapped, the victim's families are only paying for the hope of getting their loved ones back. But once the payment is made, the kidnappers have what they want. They no longer need to keep me alive.

In the blink of an eye, the once dreaming man laid dead in the pool of his own blood. The culprit simply walked towards the dead body and removed all the accessories and gadgets from him including all the arms he carried about. As soon as he was done.. he jumped out of the window and into the truck that was waiting for him... All that was left... Was the dead Mr Charles and an empty classroom. The girls had been... Kidnapped! The last straw... And this is where, The real story... Begins. CAGED : Survival. By Queenebunoluwa15

“You don’t have to suffer like this. Tell us who she is, and we can make things easier for you.” The kidnapper’s eyes flickered with uncertainty for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure. “I told you, I’d rather die.” I felt a wave of frustration wash over me and wanted to scream out loud but I kept my cool. I knew pushing too hard might backfire. “Did you see what happened to your colleague? He was shredded into pieces and fed to the vultures, do you want to meet the same fate? For who? For someone that doesn’t give two Fucks about you?” My voice increased towards the end.

[Kaden] "You're fucking kidding me right?" Mason snapped beside me. I shook my head taking a sip of my wine "Why would I joke with something like that?" I asked, turning to stare at Ryan who had his mouth wide open staring at me "Hold on?" Ryan chimed in, clearing his throat. "Your kids were kidnapped from school yesterday, and the kidnappers preferred to die than reveal who sent them?" I nodded, my jaw clenching hard as I took a slow deep breath. Spider had tortured them just like I instructed and still had the two that were still alive locked up but they still weren't ready to say a word

"Who says I’m going to die? I've always been lucky and the person who could kill me hasn't even been born yet." "Childish! When faced with a life-or-death decision, how can you just act so recklessly? Can't you just calm down and analyze it for a moment? The kidnapper has no direct grudge against Jane and kidnapped her just to get away from Quill City. Then, as long as she sends the kidnapper away, she’ll be able to escape. But you're different! The kidnapper has a grudge against you and is asking for you as a hostage just so he can get rid of you!"

“Oh, so sorry gentlemen. Yes. Let me get your payment from the car. He turns to walk to the car and something inside of me knows that this is going to be bad. I turn Maddie in my arms, shielding her eyes from the massacre that I somehow know is coming. Kent’s men jump forward and tear the kidnappers apart. They barely have time to scream. I’m not sure what kind of drugs these people are on, but they are strong. Inhumanly strong. They literally ripped our kidnappers, who had weapons on them, into pieces. Arms and legs are all over the place and blood is pooling under each body part. Kent’s people are grinning widely at their handywork, and I think I’m going to vomit again. Maddie has tears ru

Something from way back—when they were just kids. Zoe had saved him once, too. Everyone in Southport used to know the Buxtons and Hertberts were tight. Their enemies knew it, too. One of them had waited outside the school gates. As the final bell rang, he knocked them out and dragged them off. Called both families for ransom. But now Connor saw it clear—they were never meant to survive. The plan was simple: take the cash, kill the kids anyway. But Zoe hadn't known. When the kidnappers loosened their ropes—pretending to set them free while actually shoving them toward the fire—six-year-old Zoe somehow found the strength to hurl Connor straight into the arms of the SWAT team.