Kidnapping Romance Books Novels & Stories

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.

My Beloved Readers, Thank you for supporting me with Kaleb's story. For those who have not read my other books, please find the list below: Book 1: Mommy, Where Is Daddy? The Forsaken Daughter's Return Book 2: Flash Marriage A Billionaire For A Rebound (Kenzie's Story) Book 3: I Kissed A CEO And He Liked It (Kyle's Story) Book 4: The Devil's Love For The Heiress (Kate's Story)

I am so lost. I don't even know what to feel now. Disappointment? Confusion? Agitated? Mad? Annoyed? I don't know, everything is confusing me. Even Ismaiah is confusing me! "What news?" I confusedly asked. "The tabloid! You were the headline there! The daughted of the mayor is marrying the richest CEO in town." "What do you mean? Headline?" We were on the headline? The hell? I was kidnapped yet I was on a headline but with a different reason?!

"You've all been handpicked as rare jewels. Tonight we'll find out how much your beauty is worth. A girl began sobbing, her arms wrapped around her leg. The man did not even flinch. "Save your tears; you'll need them when the bidding starts." I felt my legs weaken again, this time from panic. Bidding? I was not only kidnapped; I was being sold. I lurched toward the nearest wall, my mind racing. My father, where was he? Did he call the police? Did he even realize I was missing? But something blasted into my chest, sharp and cruel; he abandoned me. He was fully aware of the situation and had planned it.

“I don't want to. I won't let them control you. You were raped by that man and you still want to forgive him?” Deanna bit her lip because her sanity was indeed questionable after falling in love with the man who kidnapped her. “Levi...” The woman bowed her head. “You don't understand...” “You're the one who doesn't understand, Deanna. I'm not doing this because I'm a good man. I'm doing all this because I love you. I want to take responsibility for that child not because I feel sorry for you, but because I love you. I've loved you for three years, Deanna.”

I knew her father was drowning in debt and would do anything to save himself, even if it meant selling his own daughter. That made me want her even more. I liked the idea of taking something precious from him. I felt no guilt as the auction began. I was Arben Zefi, and this was my world. I was ready to take Amina, to own her completely. In my mind, this was just another step in my rise to power. I thrived on control and dominance, and she was going to be my next conquest. The darkness within me smiled at the thought, and I couldn’t wait to see what happened next.

"Finally awake, sleeping beauty?" I forced myself upright on my knees, because there was no way I would let this man see me as small as I felt. Just no way. "You kidnapped me, Alessandro." "Is that it? Is that what I did? Hmmm. I'll like to call it relocating you to a better location," Alessandro replied smoothly, his eyes flicking to the chains as if he wanted to admire his little handwork. "But yes, we can call it with the technical term since that is what you like."

Or, would my fate be like Clarissa with her sewn eyelids and lips? If Demian’s father was capable of doing something like that, so was Demian. Besides, Demian did all the dirty work for his father. That was the reason he never went to the banquets. Because he was always busy getting rid of people. Even now that he left, he probably went to kill someone or stalk someone. Rosalia, the beautiful younger sister of my father, kidnapped at age eighteen by Alexander Silverclaw just because she was beautiful and he liked her looks. Rosalia never could leave this place. Not even once. My father had not seen her for years.

“I knew it. You love him. It’s not a bad thing. The book I had been reading before you kidnapped me got two bratva leaders falling in love with each other.” He covered my mouth with his palm. “Stop talking. Just stop talking, Luna. This mouth of yours will get you killed one day.” “I begged the guy who kidnapped me to make me cum, and the next hour, he was out to sleep with another woman. If that doesn’t kill me, my mouth definitely won’t.” Actually, it will. I just realised. My big bad mouth will definitely kill me. Warmth crept up my cheeks. My eyes stung, and this time, it was tears of embarrassment.

She was a pawn in a game that she had only just begun to comprehend, and the key I had given her was both a promise and a perilous gamble. Bella had rushed into the unknown, driven by a longing for freedom that had clouded her judgment. She didn't yet realize that freedom, in my world, came at a steep price. The car key I had bestowed upon her was not just a means of escape; it was a symbol of her newfound role in my intricate game. She had unwittingly become a player in a high-stakes match, where every move had consequences, and the lines between ally and adversary were ever-shifting.