Kidnapped Romance Novels & Stories

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.

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.``

They both looked at Clara and Edward and then they exchanged a glance of concern among themselves. “You are serious, aren’t you? You are the girl who is supposed to be handed over to the boss. You aren’t joking! Are you?” Johny didn’t even know what to think! Clara’s facial expression revealed that what she said was true but it was something impossible because Johny knows exactly when the kidnapping has happened! How can the person kidnapped fall in love and marry her kidnapper just in a few days?? How can the kidnapper especially when the one is like Mark, fall in love with the prey and also get married??

There was something in his eyes that charmed and at the same time intrigued her. “I was supposed to marry you. He got you kidnapped by his own men putting the blame on some unknown gang and ran away to California for two years keeping you concealed from my eyes. Because of his uncontrollable drinking and your mother doing drugs, your family funds got exhausted and you became a stripper. How am I your offender here?” Anthony pecked the lips of Celeste much to her surprise. His eyes played on her face with proclivity and tenderness. Celeste flattened her hands on his chest and pushed him away. “Oh yeah? Tell your cock and bull stories to someone else who doesn’t have a brain in their head.”

-Tell us what happened- Failure joined the conversation. -It was ... strange- I sighed. I had to make something up and fast. Something of truth had to be implicit so that it didn't sound like a lie. I hoped my writing head could improvise so fast. - It was Valentine's Day and I was home alone. Someone knocked on my door and I thought ...- I smiled a little looking at the ground as if I was embarrassed.- I thought I had a secret admirer or something. I know it sounds very silly, but I am a writer of romance novels.- If they did a little research on me they would know that that was true.- The fact is that a giant entered my apartment. They will have seen that I am not very tall ...- The four w

With a heavy heart, I close the door and turn. Alessandra has her arms crossed over her chest, appearing equal parts furious and confused. “Holy shit, Zandra. What the hell were you thinking?” “Please don’t tell anyone,” I say. “He’s the man who kidnapped you!” “It’s complicated.” She rolls her eyes. “Yes, because it’s always complicated when it comes to love.” “We’re not—” “Oh, please, Juliet. I saw the whole damn thing. Be safe. You, too. God! That was so romantic I think I’m going to puke.”

While one team was searching for her in the nearby areas, one team was going through the CCTV cameras so that they could find something or someone suspicious, which could help them in investigating further. While at North Bay, her family and Police were searching for Nia anxiously, she was being taken away in a black Jeep Wrangler. It was when she gained consciousness for a few minutes did she realize that she was kidnapped by someone and was being taken away to god knows where. She was unaware that her fate was taking her on a path from which there was no turning back. The driver of the jeep kept driving for twelve hours straight before finally coming to a halt. He was looking at something