Kidnapping Romance Books Novels & Stories

Oh gosh, why was this so complicated to comprehend? His arms never wrapped around me. The only thing he did was mumble softly, "Then stop running away from me." A new wave of anger coursed through my veins, boiling my blood with rage. He had just kidnapped me from my wedding, massacred 200 of my people, ripped me apart from everyone and everything I held dear, and left me in the cold and dark dungeons to rot and go insane. And still, after doing the worst to me, he had the fucking guts to say that...?

My mother was supposed to welcome her back since I had an engagement to attend. She beamed the moment she saw me approaching. I kissed her on the cheek. “She’s here?” “Yes. Give Kennedy some time to adjust.” I raked my fingers through my hair. “She’s upset.” My mother nodded glumly. “You could say that, considering the choice you made of fixing things.” “Desperate times.” “You kidnapped your girlfriend, honey. An independent American woman. What if she escapes and goes to her Embassy? You would be creating an international incident.” It was an understatement.

She is already a mother with a baby, how could she blindly accept it! Rosa frown regretfully. When she was still single and young, she always spends her free time camping. She loves to hang out with nature and meet new people. Maybe because she always working, camping helps her so much in releasing her stress. When Jess invite her to the camping trip, she was very happy and thinking that she had never had camping after marriage. Then she agree without thinking more. After go home and regret about it as she can’t leave her baby alone, Louis encourages her to go and volunteer to take care of Damia.

I pressed my forehead to hers, my breath mingling with hers as the room seemed to close in around us. "Forever," I repeated, as if the word itself could bind us tighter than any chains. And I knew—I knew—she would never escape me. THE END. THANK YOU FOR FOLLOWING THIS SERIES TO THE VERY END! Author I*******m @agkbooks

Wait what the hell was going on? “My people are working on getting him out of there as soon as possible, so just understand this, you have been chosen to be my son’s bride and at dinner later tonight you shall meet my Son, Alphonso, if you refuse, we will have no other choice but to kill you, this is the only way I can repay my debt to your father" With that, she grabbed the reins of her horse and skidded faster leaving me alone. “Wait a second, have i just been kidnapped by one of the psychopathic richest families in the country?"

“I need to leave. You can’t keep me here.” The woman didn’t flinch. “I’m afraid that’s not up to me, Miss Tan. Please eat something and rest. Mr. Casella insists that you’re treated well.” “Treated well?” Lia repeated, her voice rising. “I was kidnapped! I want to go home!” The woman gave her a measured look, then turned to leave. “It would be best if you remained calm. The more you resist, the harder this will be for you.” The door clicked shut behind her, the sound reverberating through the luxurious prison. Lia rushed to the door, twisting the handle, but it didn’t budge. She pounded on the wood, shouting until her voice gave out.

“She’ll probably spend the whole holiday in here if you let her.” I walked the aisles slowly, trailing my fingers over the books. Classics. Thrillers. A whole section of contemporary romance—Mirabel’s doing, mostly. She’d started collecting them in high school, said they were “escapist but smart.” I’d never read them. Too many happy endings. Too much hope wrapped in pretty words. I pulled one down at random. Dark cover, brooding man in a suit, and title written in gold foil: Claimed by the Billionaire. I snorted softly, then slid it back.

Bryne packs the last of my bags into the trunk of the car and gets into the car. "All set?" he asks and I nod. "You sure about this?" He places his hand on my laps. "Yeah" "Alright" he sighs and starts the car. "I'm sorry about all the stress" I look down at my laps. "You don't have to be" He looks briefly at me before returning his eyes to the road. "I put myself through this when I kidnapped you"

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 no, I'm sure I'll not go with him even if I'm drunk because he's not my type. I looked out the window and saw we were surrounded by the sea. After a few minutes, a hot stranger entered the room, wait what? Did something happen to us and he took me to a resort? No! Then waves of memories started popping out in my mind, shit! I now remember! I got kidnapped, how can I forget that? "You're awake" "W-what do you need from me? Is it money? You can call my dad he will give you everything just please don't hurt me" I begged, of course, it might kill me, I still want to live even though my life is useless.