Kidnapper Syndrome Novels & Stories

My hand patted her hair and pulled her into a hug. I smirked when I was behind her. She was being nice or just stupid? “We can leave together.” She whispered behind my ears. “Though I don’t have anyone waiting for me when I get home, it doesn’t seem right that we stay here. I found this place quite suspicious, he said he does business. It is probably a deadly business. Is he a kidnapper?” I couldn’t hold back my laugh. If that’s what she thinks of Neon, I have no plan on changing her thoughts of him.

I genuinely want to know the chances of getting them back safely. “Every case is different,” he starts, heaving a small sigh. That arrogant tone was gone and he sounded sincere. He really cared about them? But why? I didn’t care about knowing those answers right now. I should just hear how they are going to be. And it should be something positive. “In the general case of kidnapping when the captors want something. There is about a seventy percent chance they’ll be fine, as long as their needs are met on time.” I huffed out a heavy breath. There was a thirty percent chance of it not going well.

I’m sorry, Miss Joan but your friend has broken the law and is now a suspect of Kidnapping. Kidnapping is a serious offense and a state crime in this case and so King Johannson is a criminal and will be closely guarded at the hospital until he wakes up and is fit to be prosecuted as he is now state property…” The phone slipped from Joan’s hand and fell to the floor with a loud crack. * WHEN IT ALL BEGAN.

From the day he made up his mind to kidnap her from the airport, he had thrown away any possibility of letting her go. Even when he told her where her passport was and gave her the freedom to leave, he knew at the back of his mind that if she took that chance he would have to catch her and drag her back to his side. So as of now he could only treat her like his very own vulnerability. He was aware that things would be like this, yet this was the choice he made.

Hannah Toya leaned back in her chair, looking nothing but worried and tired. Her father, Everett Toya, had been kidnapped and held hostage while he was viewing a mine the afternoon before. His security team had been wiped out, without leaving a single person alive. The perpetrators were a syndicate led by a man named Keith Sackler, who had made a name for himself because of his ruthless ways. He and his men would camp out in the mountains or forests, robbing any goods that passed by. The group consisted of four to five hundred people, all of them armed. Even the government struggled to control them, having failed many sweeps on them already.

My father does business with very dangerous people and it’s nerve wracking to know that I’m under the custody of one of his business partners. “Why did you take me? Did my father betray your trust? You’ve kidnapped the wrong person. The man doesn’t care about me. You should’ve just taken his son.” I continue rambling. The man doesn’t say a word, he simply stares at me in awe, the corner of his lips upturned into a smirk. When I quiet down, his voice, soft like a whisper, smooth against my ear, breathes. “I don’t want your brother.” “Then who do you want? Me? Is that the reason you’ve done nothing but make me suffer over the last seven days?”

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?"

Do something, Xanthea. “Well…” My tone was shaky, but I kept going. “You see, in a successful kidnapping attempt, the kidnappers shouldn’t get caught, but my husbands will know you kidnapped me because Nesryn will tell them, and then there will be no air of mystery and fear around you. And that wouldn’t be cool… that would be a very lousy kidnapping.” I didn’t know if this rubbish was making any sense. Hopefully, it did to him. “She’s got a point,” Nesryn backed me up.

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.

The walking stopped for a few minutes and I was trying to search for him in the dark. My head was grabbed and brought back into a shoulder and my eyes went right to his. The could eyes I remember from that day."You don't waist no time do you babygirl." I wanted to throw up from the nickname he gave me.I tried to get away from him but he wrapped his arm around me keeping me right where he wanted me."I want a few things. Starting off I want your father to give me all the Power and money that he has with all the supplies he has as well. Then I want you to submit to me and only me." I saw him smile as he looked down at my body and back to my face. That brought fear to me but I wouldn't let him s