Kidnapper Syndrome Novels & Stories

“You done yelling yet?” “No. This is kidnapping. People go to prison for this shit, Jax.” He finally dropped her wrists but didn’t step back. She rubbed her arms, glaring up at him. He was bigger up close than she remembered from the shop—broad shoulders, ink crawling up his neck, that scar on his jaw she always wondered about. “You heard what I said outside,” he told her. “Sixty days. You’re mine till then. That means a few rules.” “Rules?” She scoffed and crossed her arms tight over her chest. “Fuck your rules. Take me home.”

invited the orphanage mother. "You're welcome ma'am, sorry we have to leave immediately because we have other business," said Jhonatan's men. They left and the orphanage mother gave the food that the two men had given her to the children. At first they were very happy and ate very well but after a few minutes the food was digested the children suddenly fell ill, they felt pain in the stomach, dizziness and nausea. "What's wrong with you kids, don't make me worry," said the orphanage mother as she approached each child lying on the floor in pain.

She cried because she found another man, a better man who would move mountains to be with her. Mia cried in appreciation because everything happened easier than she thought. She thought that she would be with Gideon for a long time before she would be able to bring him down. She cried because the man who was holding her had made everything possible. She cried because she realized that she had fallen for this man, her kidnapper. Everything is fine now. She and her baby are free and safe.

“You’re truly the worst kidnapper I’ve ever met.” His eyes flashed before he looked away to continue washing off the priest’s blood on his chest. “Coming fromthe girl who gives all captives a bad name. Spreading your sunshine all over my house, apologizing every step of the way. Let’s not forget the part where you came to your kidnapper’s room and begged himto fuck you. At least you’re not a cliché.” Heat washed up my back. “It’s called Stockholm syndrome. What’s your excuse? Mobster Decency Disorder?”

I said, still looking at Joe’s body. “You’re right. But this collar you wear is the second most secure here. Mine is the first. No one will dare touch you—because if they do, they’ll have to fight Tristan to the death. That’s how it works here in the Shadow Claws pack. And now, with this collar, you’re part of it.” Karen turned and walked back into the mansion. I sank to my knees, my body losing strength… I felt my heart race, panic rushing through me… I was now trapped in this pack, like all the others. Even if Tristan didn’t touch me, even if he was my blood brother, he didn’t care about me.

You became my world but all it took was one night for everything to change. I remember that day clearly. The 11th July 2002. I had put you to sleep and I went to sleep a smile on my face. Then the next day when I woke up and went to check on you, you were not there. The window was open and there was a note in your cradle. You had been kidnapped. I went crazy looking for you. I was ready to give anything I had to find you. The condition of the kidnappers was I had to adopt a certain boy when he turned 15. They told me the only way they would agree to give you back was if I promised I would not become close to you. I had to make you feel unwanted and then when I adopt the boy I should do every

“The call got cut off.” “Am sure she must be in shock right now doctor... A-am responsible for this. This is all my fault. I...have to be there for my friend.” Ava sniffled and heaved like a child. “We have to file a report about her missing. She was kidnapped in broad daylight and the police need to start looking for her. She's a little girl and I get scared just thinking of many reasons as to why they would kidnap a six year old girl.” Esperza gulped already thinking worse scenarios. Cases like this always ended up with the child not being found again. Kidnappers are always child traffickers wanting to snuggle kids out of the country. Only two percent of the cases end with the children ret

“Over the past few decades in my career, all the kidnappers in the kidnap cases I have encountered have clearly warned the victim’s family not to call the police.” “Additionally, in more than half of the kidnap cases I’ve dealt with, the kidnappers have murdered their victims due to heightened public attention. In short, the kidnapper killed the victim to protect himself!” “However, your son’s case is extremely strange. The kidnapper isn’t afraid of exposure, and on the contrary, he has been using all kinds of means to fuel the flames. It seems that he hopes to announce this matter to the world and attract everyone’s attention, which in itself is counterintuitive.”

I turned around to walk it back to the mansion when Bryan mindlink me, turned around and saw Bryan and Price approaching me. "What is it?" I asked furrowing my brows at them. I was emotionally derailed that right now I want nothing to do with any new problems, I had enough on my plate. "We just came to report to you that the kidnappers had started taking all age groups alpha, both small and big are getting adopted," I growled aggressively, I hate that this investigation wasn't going as fast as I wanted, for fuck sake I have a lot to deal with. Anger surge through and I held myself from punching the wall.

“We’re assassins, not FBI agents! It’s not our job to get those missing children back.” “We don’t have a choice,” muttered Ren, not looking up from the report that he was reading through. “It’s an order. Our orders are to take out the culprit behind these kidnappings. Besides, we do have a confirmed lead on the identity of this ‘kidnapper’. Unlike what we had assumed at first, a syndicate isn’t the mastermind behind the kidnappers. This guy…” Ren frowned as he skimmed through the report currently in his hand. “Kurosuke Yoshiyuki is his name. He’s most likely the same person behind the kidnappings.” “Furthermore, there are records of him being in the same country every single time one of the