Kidnapped Book Author Novels & Stories

He was shocked when he heard my voice. "Weren't you kidnapped?" "Yes, I was." "How did you escape? He asked with worry. "I am still on the run, but l want to inform the police that it was molly smith who got me kidnapped just because I refused to marry her. "What?" How is that possible? The commissioner asked in surprise. "You dad cleary stayed that Miss peace Cyril as the one who abducted you." "Aren't I the one who got Kidnapped?!". I said raising my voice in anger.

He had been so close to achieving his goal until a weak-looking stranger meddled and ended up being summoned into his world instead. "Mr. Kidnapper!" The memory of her accusing voice made him flinch. Yes, the "great and respectable" Noorh was a kidnapper and he cruelly victimized an innocent girl after failing to accomplish his mission. He paused after softly landing his feet on the thirty-fifth stone step protruding from the cliff wall.

Kidnapped I roamed my eyes around the area. I tried my best to calm myself down, trying to not shiver in fear after realizing that I am not in my own room nor any familiar room in our house. Where the hell am I? The last thing I remember is I have an appointment to attend to and someone offered me a drink on my way there. I didn't took a sip though, I was too occupied to do so. How did I got here? How many hours am I unconciously lying here already?

His mind shifted to a particular blue eyed person and he hated and loved the shiver that ran through his veins. ".. you were kidnapped?" He heard someone ask in a shocking voice. He shut his eyes tightly, scolding himself for forgetting to lock his thoughts. " You...were kidnapped?" The person asked again in a stuttering voice as he drew closer. " Uncle." Kaden turned around slowly to face Duncan who had a regretful and unhappy countenance. " Answer me, Kaden." Duncan demanded, as he bent down slowly. " It's not what you're thinking, Uncle." Kaden flashed a smile but Duncan didn't look convinced at all.

he answered truthfully. “As you can see, Mr. Williams, the name signed on that license was mine and I must admit, that it is my handwriting too. This is a copy of the original license, the one submitted to the City Hall,” she glanced at Lawrence to see if he was paying attention to her, and was relieved when she saw that he was all ears. “Three weeks ago, I was kidnapped and taken to an abandoned warehouse, south of Bree. My kidnapper didn’t ask anything from me, no ransom whatsoever. All he asked me to do is to sign a document for him and I think it is right to assume that this is the exact document I signed.” Lawrence nodded at her, he agreed with her assumption. “What do you want from me

"I am interested in the valley too. Just had over the book and I give you back your daughter... We all know that it is in your possession." "The book is not what you think it is," Malden said. But he was really tensed up. "I do not even know why you would want it... It is very useless..." "Whatever it is Malden," the man responded. "I still want it. Just hand it over..." Malden was quiet, like he was contemplating again. "How sure can be that you have her? I want to talk to her..." He knew of scenes where once people knew that your child was kidnapped, they would pretend to have her and ask for a ransom. He could not just trust anyone like that.

He realized where I was headed in an instant, but didn’t move. I grabbed the doorknob and twisted hard, throwing my weight against it to force it open, but it didn’t budge. I let out a frustrated sigh when I realized it was locked. I turned and looked back, to where Marius was. He had sat down on the arm of the couch, and when our eyes met, he pulled a cord from around his neck—dangling the damned key. I clenched my teeth in anger. "If you’re not going to kill me, and you say I won’t be your sex slave, then why keep me here as your prisoner? Why did you kidnap me?" I burst out.

Livia said, "Ms. Carrington, what were you babbling about?" Elianna looked at Livia and said, "Nonsense?" She slowly approached Livia, step by step, "Ms. Wyndham, may I ask where I am talking nonsense? Please enlighten me. Five years ago, Mrs. Kensington was kidnapped, and you were also kidnapped at that time. The kidnappers demanded a ransom of one billion, but only released one person. Livia, why are you still alive? Your survival is built upon sacrifice." She turned around and looked at Joseph, "That poor woman, she was pregnant at the time, carrying a child in her belly. Whose child was it? Even tigers do not eat their own cubs, but some people are worse than animals."

I demanded. Hahaha... He laughed as he stood up from the armchair and he sat beside me on the bed, my first instinct was to get a way from him but the chain is a big barrier. "I wish I could do that but I can't." He stared into my eyes and then he ran his hand through my hair... God have mercy. "What...what is the meaning of this?" I demanded, my voice shaking with rage. "Why did you kidnap me from my wedding?" I mean no explanations will be good enough but I still need to know.

Moving so my head rested on his shoulder again, I instinctively, bury my face in his neck and become engulfed in his scent, a few lingering sobs escaping my chest while his arms wrap around my body pulling me even closer and filling my body with such a rush of protection, any fear I held from remembering all which had happened washed away and pulled me into a deep sleep against his chest. Dominic may have wanted to wait until he told me the truth as to why I’m here and what he was… but that certain individual which ruled my life for those long five years, soon showed to all his obsession of me had not faded….but grew deadlier now he knew what I was to Dominic, who had no choice but to tell m