Kidnapped Book Series Novels & Stories

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

“But I’m going to find out.” The wind howled around us, thick with darkness, and something inside me shifted, uneasy and restless. Not fear. Not just fear. Something deeper. Something dangerous. Because Cassius Draven, the man who kidnapped me, was the only person keeping me alive. And I didn’t know what terrified me more. Him or the fact that I didn’t want to run.

But hopefully soon 👀 In the meantime, go check out my new book 🥳💃🏾 "Craving His Captive: The Cartel Heir’s Obsession" The story follows a young college girl who goes on vacation with her boyfriend, but ends up caught in a terrible situation and gets kidnapped and shipped off to another country. She eventually lands in the hands of a powerful cartel leader. She was given to him as a gift, but he wanted absolutely nothing to do with her. Until she spoke back to him. And something in him shifted. (Warning in advance: this story is darker, messier, and definitely more boundary-breaking 😜.) Thank you once again for staying with me through this journey.

I had a feeling that something was going on in there that people did not just have access to and that was my duty to find it out and bring it to the line light so that everybody got to know what they were hiding. As soon as my hands connected with a book some body placed something in my nose and I started struggling to breathe. The only thing that came to mind was nothing but Hayden! If he was here this wasn't going to happen. I stopped moving for a second and focused my attention on my kidnapper. I was losing consciousness but the will to live prevailed and I stabbed him with the key I was holding in the chest until he left out a groan. That is all the opportunity I needed to run out of tha

Actually, I know that I'm not. "Why do you want me to kidnap you again? Surely, we should stop while it is still fun and not complicated. There's a chance if we continue this kidnapping game, we'll ruin the fun we've already had." I don't want that. It was fun, spur of the moment. "I kidnapped you by mistake. You kidnapped me back because I said it. Surely that is it?"

My hands and legs were now free and there was no restrains on them anymore, I looked at my body to be sure that I was still fully cloth like I was earlier this morning, meaning I have not been raped or at least I did not feel like it, my next thought was to find a way to run and once I got to my feet to execute that thought, the door immediate swung open as if the person coming in knew exactly what I planned on doing I instantly took a step back and took a defensive stance, with my fist out as if I wanted to fight whoever was coming through, but I knew deep down that I could not fight to save my life but that did not stop me. “Wow easy!” The man who entered said with a smile as he noticed my

Since Rosa runaway and live in a stranger country, she had never had a meal outside. She had been working hard for the ‘Guilty Pleasure Café’, taking care of her baby, and busy following the rules of her rental house. Her half-sister had gone missing since she found out she had been scammed by her half-sister to rent and live in her big boss's house. After four months, suddenly her half-sister came to the café and invites her to a restaurant.

I tried to bounce myself a little and felt the plush softness envelop me. I expected to be waking on a cold floor or basement. It was little more than I deserved for how I spent the years leading up to my arrest and prison sentence. But I wasn’t cold, and I certainly wasn't in a basement. Hell, there was even a soft blanket covering my body. What kind of kidnapper made sure you were covered with a blanket? Kidnapper. Fuck! How had I managed to get into trouble this time? I hadn't been in contact with anyone from that previous life. I was just getting my shit together. And now what? Was I about to die here?

Harry had come back in a panic. "What happened, boss?" "Maxim has kidnapped Ana" After saying that, he bit his lip and became silent. "How can this happen? Who told you? It's impossible!" Harry couldn't believe it. "Does anyone on Earth wear a red helmet, Harry? Or anyone else on our planet? What tribe is this Harry?" He was screaming in anger. "Don't worry, I see. I message..." Harry was still speaking when his eyes began to bleed. "What will you see? They have taken my wife from there and you are saying you will see!" He grabbed Harry by the collar but Harry was reading the helplessness in his eyes.

She couldn't see where they were going because the car was covered in black glass. Who were these men and what did they want with her? they knew her deepest secret and it was scaring her. who was the lady they were dragging and touching earlier and how come she was carried instead of that lady. Was it a planned work or was it one of the men she had met that day? what if it was the man who she slapped while he was touching her. Is this his plan of revenge, or was it the man she walked out on when she asked her to be his mistress or it could have been the third man because he said something about her not coming from a rich background? Did he know her parents or her story and could any of those