Kidnapped Story Fiction Novels & Stories

Violet's POV I woke up with a killing headache. I'm trying to open my eyes, but my head would hurts more every time I do it. When I managed to open my eyes light greeted me. I looked around me and saw that I was laying on a bed. It was a strange bedroom. I've never been here before. The room was huge, the bed was king sized, everything was in white. Whoever kidnapped me must be billionaire. WAIT! Kidnap! "HELP!" I screamed and ran to the door and started hitting on it and screaming.

“This is your home now, Zarina! You belong here, with us. You don’t have any other place to go. You’re a nobody, a worthless orphan. You should be grateful for what I’m offering you.” His words cut through me like a knife. I’m not worthless, I’m not a nobody. I’m a person, with my own dreams, hopes, and fears. “I am grateful,” I say, my voice shaking with rage. “Grateful for being kidnapped? Grateful for being treated like a prisoner? Grateful for not being allowed to be free?”

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.

" I read the first page aloud, and it shattered my heart. I turned the page carefully and realized that what followed was an introduction to herself. My name is Alia Fert. I am the daughter of the Fert family, and I was kidnapped when I was on my way to a meeting of women who had the intention of spreading the faith. I don't know how it happened, but I remember that someone covered my mouth with a handkerchief, and when I woke up, I was chained to an iron bed. The shock of knowing I had been kidnapped broke me in two.

It can’t be, right? No, it can’t be. Even though I read something like this. It was part of an action story where she was kidnapped and they shaved all of the woman’s hair, even the eyebrows, because the kidnaper was a collector of different hair colors. He was obsessed with the natural color of the hair so he kidnapped victims just to shave their hair then rape and kill them afterwards. It was a pretty boring book titled ‘The Hairnapper’. I also don’t like the ending because it made the female lead looked like a stupid kind girl that is also obsessed with that damn killer.

But then I remembered that when I escaped I had the same problem after my punishment. "Me too." Now Rosie was the one who gasped. "What happened?" "I ran away," I said a bit ashamed. "Really? For me the same thing. Although I did steal their car and wallets." I was quite surprised that this girl got here in the same situation by being kidnapped and that she stole their car. "Wow." Rosie laughed, "Yes it was quite the event but I didn't get far as I was stopped at the gate." I was afraid to ask but I couldn't help it, "Were you kidnapped too?"

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.

The hot trail from my tears went cold and I felt my body going limp. I continued struggling with all my energy but whatever they injected me with was taking over any little strength I had left. I took in one last shaky breath and my whole world went blank. ~~~ My eyes popped open when I felt like I was being dragged and carried out of the car into what seemed like an alleyway. As I tried to make sense of my situation and surroundings with the bag still over my head, I heard the scream of another girl not far from me and that was when I realized that I wasn't the only one captured.

The only right answer was to tell her the truth but where to start. She already knows how Aryan kidnapped me and used me as a sex slave, she knows I was pregnant with his child and she knows he took me to one of his illegal meetings and that was where I got grievously injured and lost my baby, she already knows a lot, she stopped knowing from after he brought me back from the hospital and it was just three weeks but a lot has already happened. “I was kidnapped” I suddenly said, I knew it was a terrible way to start but I should just spill that out so she would not be shocked when I say it later on.

He gritted out. She was in pain. She just wanted everything to end. Her mate kidnapped her. Confused her for her sister. Her mate doesn't want her. The hurt she felt was drowning her. Her heart was broken into tiny pieces and she wasn't sure she could recover from it. From Mick breaking her heart to her Mate whom she thought would appreciate her, hating her, he even kidnapped her, tortured her.