Kidnapped Romance Books Novels & Stories

I opened my chat with Elyssa and typed, "Elyssa, I gave you five years of my youth to make up for what you did for me. I now know the truth about your baby. From this moment on, we owe each other nothing." I included a picture of the shattered pendant and pressed send. Then I blocked her, wiped out the chat, and shut down my phone. After doing all that, I removed the SIM card and dropped it in the nearest bin. Just then, the boarding call rang out. "Flight to Regalton is now boarding..." I got up and headed for the boarding gate, leaving it all behind without looking back.

Wait what the hell was going on? “My people are working on getting him out of there as soon as possible, so just understand this, you have been chosen to be my son’s bride and at dinner later tonight you shall meet my Son, Alphonso, if you refuse, we will have no other choice but to kill you, this is the only way I can repay my debt to your father" With that, she grabbed the reins of her horse and skidded faster leaving me alone. “Wait a second, have i just been kidnapped by one of the psychopathic richest families in the country?"

But one thing was certain: she would never have the chance to escape from me again. I had kidnapped her and brought her all the way from California to Italy because she was mine—mine to touch, mine to possess. No one else would kiss her, touch her, or do any of the things I wanted to do to her body. The memory of that night when I explored her body, marking it as my own, flashed through my mind. The feeling of her beneath me, the way she trembled, it made me hard all over again. I wanted nothing more than to touch her again.

“Oh my God—Aryn—did you see your face?” “I was kidnapped,” I snapped. “Again.” “Yes,” she wheezed, pointing at me, “by a man who could lift you like a backpack and still flirt while doing it.” “That doesn’t make it funny.” “It makes it hilarious.” I crossed my arms, glaring out the window. “You’re enjoying this way too much.” “I just—” she sucked in a breath, finally calming down enough to speak, “I can’t believe you. You, Aryn. The woman who swore no man would ever corner her, ever control her, ever tame her becomes actually tamed.”

The aroma of freshly brewed coffee filled the air as Luna Wraithborn set down a delicate porcelain cup onto the table. The sound was soft, almost gentle, but there was nothing delicate about the woman before me. With an unreadable expression, she pushed the book I had been reaching for across the polished wooden surface. Her fingers barely lingered on its worn cover before she leaned back into her chair. "So—" her voice was smooth, almost amused. "My son kidnapped you?" I glanced at the book before meeting her gaze, my face composed, my tone even. "Well, I’d rather say I accidentally trespassed the border, and he found me."

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.

"You've all been handpicked as rare jewels. Tonight we'll find out how much your beauty is worth. A girl began sobbing, her arms wrapped around her leg. The man did not even flinch. "Save your tears; you'll need them when the bidding starts." I felt my legs weaken again, this time from panic. Bidding? I was not only kidnapped; I was being sold. I lurched toward the nearest wall, my mind racing. My father, where was he? Did he call the police? Did he even realize I was missing? But something blasted into my chest, sharp and cruel; he abandoned me. He was fully aware of the situation and had planned it.

She practically fell into the first available empty seat she could find, three rows from the front, dropping her satchel to the floor with a thud. The air in the room had changed. It was charged, anticipatory. All eyes were fixed on him as he placed his coffee and bag on the lectern at the front. He didn’t need to call for silence. His presence commanded it. Scarlett’s fingers trembled as she opened her notebook. She dared not to look up. She bit her lip, trying to steady her thoughts. She had survived. Dr. Clarke began to speak, his voice filling the hall. “Today our topic is ‘Forbidden Romance’.”

KIMBERLY When Brandon placed the engagement ring on my finger,I felt all the pieces of my heart fit together,I thought the only man I would ever love in my life is Killian,my young brother. Kill has grown up to be such a handsome boy, he's now fifteen, recently started highschool at Blackwool royal and part of the football team,all because of his idol, Brandon.

She cleared her throat, and kept some distance between us. “Was it?” I mouthed. I knew nothing about romance. She rolled her eyes at me. “Can you take me home?” “What are you gonna eat? I will ask the…” “You are not going to take me home? Then leave me alone because the moment I get out of here I gonna call the cops on you!” I chuckled, she amused me. “On what charge?” I asked, and folded my arms. I watched her lips moved, her eyes darting before meeting mine. “Kidnapping.”