Kidnapped And Tickled Novels & Stories

I squirmed and wriggled, trying to evade his ticklish assault, but he seemed determined to keep the tickle torture going. "Okay, okay, I surrender!" I managed to say between fits of laughter, my cheeks flushed and tears of laughter streaming down my face. "You win, you tickle monster!" The door opened, producing Kazimir, his eyes narrowed as he watched me. "Who's comfortable sleeping without me on the bed?"

he got tickled by the ticklish feeling from her teardrops falling on his face, and he reached up to rub his face wildly. “Daddy and Mommy are here, we are both here,” Grace said, crying. It was only now that she was hugging her son in her arms that she really felt secure. Martin also wanted to carry the child. Grace passed him carefully into Martin’s arms. She then carefully checked if there were any injuries on him Luckily, he was not injured. This child was way too obedient. Ever since he got kidnapped, he did not cry or make trouble. Perhaps he knew that his environment was not safe, so even if he was hungry, he did not dare to cry and wail like he did usually.

Infamous Aleksander Konstantinov is a prominent executive with an unblemished reputation, a flawless image, and a life anyone would envy. Pragmatic by day, he projects the persona of a proper, upstanding gentleman—the quintessential prince charming women dream of in fairy tales. In reality, he is insidious. When the moon rises, a twisted, frivolous, and dangerous man emerges. Under the cover of night, his dark side and most vicious desires seize his relentless, obsidian soul, unleashing every demon within him.

"I'll bet you're really ticklish right now." "Don't you dare!" Whitney squealed, trying to shove Hollis away with her foot. Realizing her mistake immediately, she burst into laughter when Hollis grabbed her ankle in a vice grip and started wiggling each of her pretty red painted toes. "You're waaaaaayyy too cute." Hollis smiled wide, baring her white teeth as Whitney shrieked and begged the other girl to let up. It was a well known fact that tickling was their favorite way to bond, and Whitney was usually on the receiving end of the onslaught. Although at the moment, she couldn't handle much more and prayed Hollis would take pity on her soon.

Jarden seems to notice my discomfort and he held my hands and whispered through my ears that everything was going to be okay. "How" I was kidnapped by a billionaire that just walk into the coffee shop late at night and the next thing was being in a dinner party. I scoff inwardly my life is really a game. "A penny for your thoughts"I heard a deep voice whispered and right before me the billionaire stood,checking me out. "Pervert"I glared at him. "Eww,there's absolutely nothing wrong in checking milady out"he replied. "Ha_ha so funny"I scoffed and return to him with a glare.

From the other end of the call came Lucas' voice, "You're the best, Jamie! You really saved my precious baby!" Immediately, the phone call ended. She hung up. "Crap, I got unlucky! This man's nothing to that witch, I must've gotten the wrong person!" After cursing under his breath, the criminal left, leaving me with a bunch of explosives strapped onto my body. Right then and there, I couldn't help the tears that streamed down my cheeks. Even my kidnapper knew that Jamie didn't love me, yet it took me this long to realize that simple fact. Now, let's talk about the man Jamie was talking about—Lucas, her childhood friend.

A small group of men was playing checkers by the corner. Their skin was filled with tattoos, and they had marks everywhere with a killer look. Rogues; the type that would end my life if they got too bored. At that point, I was struck with a cold realization; I had been kidnapped. I was so close to freaking out but I was scared not to make a sound. Goodness! I was such a fool. “Hey get up on your feet,” one of the men ordered, fat and short. He poked me with a stick and the others burst out laughing.

In that moment, she realized that she was about to become the victim of a kidnapping. She wretched, her legs kicking the air. Using her elbow, she punched the man who held the cloth against her nose. He fell backwards, letting go of the cloth. The security officials tried to grab her. She punched one of them in the face, blood came oozing from his nose and the other was kicked viciously in the crouch.

He required staring at me in a way that made me uncomfortable. "Two freaking days! Where on the earth are you taking me to? You kidnapped me and you are asking me if I slept well? God! I hope you rot in hell. Today happened to be a day every woman dreamt of but thanks to you, it's a nightmare!" I burst out crying for the first time since I got kidnapped, his eyes softened at the sight of my tears but he made no move to console me.

“This is more fun. it seems we both like them with some fire.” I shook my head, stepping past him and ignoring his comment. Holding out my hand to Tara, I shot her my best customer service smile. “Hi, Tara. I’m Andreena. I’d like to tell you it gets better but I’m not sure it does.” “Fucking great.” She growled, taking my hand into hers. She looked over at Frankie, shooting him a glare. “You know this is kidnapping, right? It doesn’t matter if it was fun, it’s still kidnapping.”