Kidnaped Novels & Stories

Derek on the other hand never wasted any time reminding me that I had married way above my social ladder. "Violet? Are you here?" Conrad's voice brought me out of my reverie. I turned to him slowly and shook my head. "Yeah. So what do you want from me now? Why did you kidnap me?" I asked Conrad. H sighed deeply and sat down. "I'm sorry for the kidnapping but there was no other way to get to you." He explained. "And I need your help to take down Leonard. I know you want to get back at him for what he did to you and take back your son. I'm willing to help you." He opened up.

But the man who returned my baby to me said, “Diane was certainly wrong for doing this, but when my wife and I found her baby, someone was about to inject her with something. They were about to hurt the baby. “I think anyone in her position would’ve lost control. Besides, Diane was only doing this to find her baby. Even though it was a little extreme, I can empathize with her as a parent.” A mother noticed that I had wrapped a blanket around her child and even changed some of the babies’ diapers before the “kidnapping” started. They looked at me with mixed feelings. The lawyer, who had offered to help me before, handed her baby to her husband. “I’m Charlotte Gold, an attorney at Gold & Co. I

I knew I was sitting just feet away from a murderer. "I'm sorry I'm late, but my mom's a pain in the ass. As you know, she made me bake seventy cupcakes for her customers. I wonder what someone would do with seventy cupcakes. Right?" A girl around my age scampered through the door, babbling about her life. She wore an orange jumper and carried a backpack over her shoulder. "Glad you made it," my kidnapper said to the girl. "So, this is Cheryl?" She stood with her hands on her hips, scrutinizing me, like the experiment I was.

I stated. “There is? Are you okay? Tell me where you are and I'll come for you immediately.”Joe said, relentlessly. Richard scoffed and rolled his eyes, “Just skip everything and tell him what's going on, already.” He stated. “I was kidnapped by some group of people. And the only thing they want is the release of the women that attacked me at the party. I don't know who they are but they're some really dangerous people.” I mumbled..

You can do it, Ember. I closed my eyes and started chanting, "Mom, please save me. Your prayers have always been there to keep me safe, then why not today? How will I survive from here? Earlier, I was almost getting raped, and now I am kidnapped. Please tell God to stop testing your Ember. How long will she survive living in this cruel world?" It was all too much for me. There were too many people in the world, yet the kidnappers had to kidnap me. Whose leftover half-eaten chocolate did I eat to deserve this?

Oh gosh, why was this so complicated to comprehend? His arms never wrapped around me. The only thing he did was mumble softly, "Then stop running away from me." A new wave of anger coursed through my veins, boiling my blood with rage. He had just kidnapped me from my wedding, massacred 200 of my people, ripped me apart from everyone and everything I held dear, and left me in the cold and dark dungeons to rot and go insane. And still, after doing the worst to me, he had the fucking guts to say that...?

Yuri nodded before excusing herself and exiting the room. Nearly one month later, all of Hati was on pins and needles. And the reason is quite simple, for recently, it had been all over the newspapers, television and the radio worldwide. All over the world, children below the age of ten or so were kidnapped by some mysterious syndicate. And the strange thing is that no ransom whatsoever was ever asked from their parents in exchange for their safe return. But the commonality was that all these kidnapped were children of either famous political figures or famous figures known worldwide.

Jamie rolled up her pink sweater's sleeves and kept pushing him over the edge. "I don't understand, what is wrong with her?" Paul rubbed his forehead and asked me. I felt bad for him and his daughter to deal with us crazy girls. "Wait, who is he?" Willow, who just came back from a zombie state, questioned. Obviously, it was getting frustrating to keep on telling them the list of people I was running from. "He is ---" before I could say, Jamie intervened. "He is Mr. Pedo the kidnapper." She took it too far by quoting that, the little girl frowned and glared at Jamie. Aww! My heart melted at a sight of a daughter being defensive over her father.

Help! I tried to shout but my dry throat could barely manage to get the words out. "Help," I whispered. A van pulled up in front of us and I was gently pushed in it. I was being kidnapped. I knew it. But I couldn't do anything about​ it. I immediately tried to get up but failed miserably. I couldn't walk and I couldn't see anything. My head began to throb a bit. "What should we do about this girl?" I heard a man's voice ask someone. I saw Olivia in someone's arms too.

Now she can relax a little bit. At the same time, she worried that her baby feel very boring at this place and one day might throw tantrum. So, it is good her baby can interact with the customer here. However, she knows its quite dangerous for the baby to not afraid with a stranger because not all stranger is good. In her country, baby and child kidnapping is quite high. Even though she is in another country that doesn’t have such a problem, she still needs to be careful to look after her baby.