Kidnapped Romance Novels & Stories

I pinch my brows together at him when he didn't allow me to enter. His eyes that held my own stare captive fall on and linger on my lips. He leans in and I am stuck with the proximity and what it does to me, slowing my breaths and racing my beats. His strong long fingers hold my chin captive. The opium-induced haze that wash over my senses had me closing my eyes in a blissful surrender. "Nafasm, does Richard know his little girl is here, eloping behind his back to a man double both his and your age combined." His whisper rinsed me like concentrated Acids would.

Sighing, he took in a deep breath and exhaled. Standing inside Marie's house, Adrian was sure I'd one thing, either Marie had ran away from home without taking anything or she has been kidnapped and was forced to write this letter. But why on earth would kidnappers want anything to do with Marie in the first place. They weren't even together. If they wanted sure money, they should have taken his wife who was sophia, not this lady. She was absolutely innocent. Although the letter depicted that Marie had left of her own free will, something still nagged at him. As he got back into the car and decided to drive up to his friend's house who was a tracker.

When she returned back to Adrian's office after lunch, she sat back and thought hard about Amelia's word of living happily ever after with the one you love. She has never had that dream before, hell she does not have any other dream except to pay that man off and get Dustin back. That was her plan and it was working fine until she got Kidnapped by Adrian and began to feel things she was not supposed to. If she has not gotten back her phone from Adrian and received that man's message which was a reminder, she might have forgotten everything about her old life and settle with what she has with Adrian now even if she does not know what name to give to their relationship. Kidnapper and captive?

My emerald ring, gold tops are still there. My mother gifted me the ring on my eighteenth birthday and the gold tops on my 25th last year. Nothing except my phone is missing. It means that the kidnappers didn't want money. It only means that the purpose of my kidnapping is neither money nor for molestation, they might have some other purpose. Maybe they kidnapped me to get some ransom money. Suddenly I remembered the names of Scorpion and Phoenix mafia which I heard just before passing out. My mind started working and I got lots of obsessive thoughts like maybe a handsome mafia boss fell in love with me.( Hahaha....Note the sarcasm.)

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.”

When I open them back up and see her looking up at me, her pert, little tits rising and falling as she catches her breath back, it hits me how dangerous that obsession is going to be. XXX Amara Romano POV I’ve counted it as twenty-one days since I was kidnapped and, every day, I’ve been taken up to the room where he fucks me like a whore, then returns me to the basement like a prisoner. My feelings for him grow stronger, and yet he remains cold. I have a hunch that things are about to get a lot worse today when Tommy leads me into the room where I know he’ll be waiting for me.

I abruptly stepped back, and the next second I was bolting to the washroom without meeting Marco’s eyes or Alessandro’s. “Why did she bite you?” Marco was asking Alessandro. I didn’t hear Alessandro’s response. What the fuck just happened? Out of all the people, it was Marco who had to see us like that! Argh! Wonderful. Absolutely wonderful. I'd been kidnapped. Blackmailed a mafia boss. Accidentally admitted to myself that he was attractive. Then bit him. Peak emotional maturity, Luna. * “Keep the door unlocked.” “I need clothes.” “Shoes.”

Together, they burst out laughing. Damn, they weren’t going to swallow the lie. “A kidnapping, eh?” Swinging back to mock Farrow, he motioned toward me. “Then why ain’t she bound in chains? And why’s there only one of you if this is such an important king’s mission?” Farrow didn’t have a ready response, so I sniffed and lifted my chin haughtily. “Captive princesses don’t go anywhere in chains.”

Ariane We land on an island. Given the setting sun, we must be far from my home. At my home, Auracio's house has become mine. When will I see him again? I miss him so much! Who will put up with my whims, my mood swings? I miss his kisses, his touch, his voice, his scent when he takes me fiercely, his smell after he washes. His enchanting perfume when he puts it on. I miss everything about him! I never knew that one day I could love someone as much as I love myself! Everything I feel suddenly is quite new. But thinking it over, I believe I started to love him at first sight. And then, as time passed, that feeling developed into passion, and that passion became a blind love, a shared love, con

"No cara mia, it's as real as my desire and lust for you." I scoffed, still finding this situation ridiculous. I didn't want to jump into conclusions but it seemed very much like I had just been kidnapped… "Lorenzo are you… am i being held hostage? Did you kidnap me?" I asked carefully. "Kidnapping is such a dirty word. This is a romantic getaway from all the distractions back in Milan." He said as he came to stand in front of me. This way it's guaranteed that you can't just run away when we start to get somewhere.``