Indian Captive Books Novels & Stories

6. Luna Philipa cuddled her male child to herself. She had been groaning in pain after her twelve-year-old, Razor, ran off. She didn't know what to feel, pain for letting Razor go, or pain from her abdomen. She eventually went into labor and birthed her male pup, all on her own.

I was born a rare white wolf, daughter of a respected elder. By birthright, I should have been a cherished princess. Instead, I was offered up as a “hostage bride” for a fragile peace. That day, under the pale glow of the Moonstone Square, the elders gathered to carve the oath: two packs would withdraw their armies, and in exchange for ten years of truce, a marriage would be the bond. Every stroke etched into the stone felt like a blade carving into my chest.

I responded, eyes remained on the book. "Oh. Same here! We have so much similarities, Ma'am. Do you notice it?" He giggled annoyingly. I opted to remain quite so he could notice that I want to be alone now. "I brought some rice cake for you, Ma'am. And this, it's for Engineer. This is his favorite," he said, referring to the plastic in his hand. My brow raised as I looked at him. "Engineer?" "Engineer Nabrel, Ma'am. The one that I look alike. Do you still remember him? The owner of the island we visited." He creased his forehead.

She said as Christian dropped her gently on the floor and she rushed outside. “So?” Christian lifted an eyebrow as Mishka wrapped her arms around his shoulder. “So?” She smiled. “You intentionally kept that book at the podium to remind guests of the adversities Indians faced during British rule in India,” He stared into her eyes. “Nooo!” Mishka said. “Why would I do that?” She asked, and Christian tickled her. “You can’t fool me! The book is about all the atrocities Indians faced and how they were enslaved in the hands of Britishers.” He said and Mishka pouted. “You are no less than Kiara.”

My heart moved as I moved to the far back shelves. I carefully searched all the shelves individually, I had to find something that would help me out of this place, I'm sick of it. There were mostly tactical books, military operations and strategic ones with few fictional books. I was getting exhausted and ready to quit when I saw a box lodged in the lower shelf at the back. I opened the rusted lid, inside were thick files but they didn't seem important if not Leo would have it closer to him, then I saw a folded blueprint, and a black binder labelled in red marker: SECURITY-CASTELLI GROUNDS.

Then he mutters something about not seeing me as a foolish woman. I refuse to grace him with a reply. I keep telling them I’m not a spy. Seriously, how can they render me unconscious, kidnap me to God knows where, and still have the gut to call me a spy? Guy, you kidnapped me, for Christ’s sake. I don’t want to be here! He steps closer as if he cannot help himself. “What are you? You’re not human, but I can’t tell what you are.” I can’t keep quiet any longer. “What I am or who I am? I’m a woman, or do I look like an insect to you? Of course I’m human, you mentally deranged hot kidnapper.”

her voice was barely above a whisper. Imani clamped her hand over her mouth, eyes wide with disbelief. Surprise had taken hold of her, threatening to spill from her lips in an uncontrollable gasp. Imani could hear her heart pounding in her chest. Of course, she knew about the mafia, but it was one of those things you never paid attention to. There were only rumors, and at times the police would be investigating, and suddenly the investigations would come to an end. She had thought it was because they were unable to prove anything. To have Elena sit across from her, with terrified eyes and tell her she had been the mafia's captive was unsettling. "H... Hh... How? Wh... why? What did they want

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.

I recoiled, taking deep breaths. "What is it?" Kael growled, his eyebrows creasing. "We've found the real culprit," the intruder announced, his eyes locked on me. Relief washed over me, followed by a wave of tears. Finally, I'll be free. Kael's expression darkened, and he turned to face the intruder. "What are you talking about Finn?" Finn hesitated before speaking. "His name is Willy, he was caught close to our cargo in Auckland a few minutes ago."

I already read most of them and I wanted to read something new. Moving and raking My sight fell on the maroon coloured book which was heavy in pages. I took it out and I read the title that says 'KAMASUTRA' Its title made my eyebrows knitted in the curiosity of the content. Sitting on the floor, I let my dupatta aside as I was alone. I looked at the front of me and see a lot of rabbits that were jumping inside the chamber. I smiled looking at them, the voice of birds chirping and parrots talking to each other made me forget everything.