Novel & Cerita Kidnapping Stories Fiction

People tell me it's the best feeling, but I'm scared I'm going to get trapped. I was always a fan of those abusive stories, in which the girl got kidnapped by the big bad boy, and first he would treat her badly, but then eventually they would fall in love. I loved how possessive the bad boy would be, how caring he would be, how he would kiss her and how he would show his possession to any one who came near his girl, and to be honest I wished that something like that happened to me. But now, when it was getting true, I really wanted to go back to the old life.

Inside the Mordu Central Police Station, the interrogation room. Harvey watched the news report on television nonchalantly. The news reported a horrible kidnapping incident that took place in the afternoon. Seifudo, an organization that appeared decent and upright on the surface, was actually involved in the kidnapping of a young lady from the renowned Smiths, one of the top ten rated families in Mordu! The kidnapper’s identity remained unknown, but Seifudo’s premises had been completely seized by the authorities.

"My mom told me this story. A story of a bird who wants to fly, who wants to break the shackles of our world and see the world. But she had to endure a lot of obstacles—," I raise my hand to stop her. "No need to be dramatic. Tell me what happened." She tucked a strand of hair behind her ears, "Sorry. I write a lot." "Go on." "My mom and Aunt Cara were best friends. My mom was kidnapped by my dad and then she fell in love with that animal. You know Stockholm syndrome and all. Anyway, it didn't go well with her. Aunt Cara was born in this world. She is destined to marry someone her parents decided. That's Elio.

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?!

“On the night that I was kidnapped, I was trying to fix my makeup as I told you I had to do before I came back inside when I heard footsteps. I thought you were the one who had come back to get me or something like that, but the next thing I knew, someone was placing a handkerchief, or some sort of fabric over my face and as much as I tried to fight them, I couldn’t and fell unconscious in less than a minute. When I woke up, I found myself tied up and confined to a room where they gave me food that would barely be enough for even a small child. No one explained why I was there to me, and when I dared to ask, I was beaten to a coma for my efforts. Pretty soon, I learned to only sit there, bre

“You women always need to turn everything into a fairy tale, even a kidnapping. Ellie was my captive. The only falling she did was her fall from grace.” She pushed off the ground as well. “You can pretend all you want, but I saw the way you looked at her.” I backed her into the wall. “You didn’t see anything because there wasn’t anything. I fucked Ellie and enjoyed every moment of it. I wanted to possess her, wanted to rip her innocence from her, and I did. That’s it.” “If that were all, you would have bathed in your triumph afterward. But you hardly even mentioned her since you let her go ... as if you can’t bear saying her name.”

I tried to bounce myself a little and felt the plush softness envelop me. I expected to be waking on a cold floor or basement. It was little more than I deserved for how I spent the years leading up to my arrest and prison sentence. But I wasn’t cold, and I certainly wasn't in a basement. Hell, there was even a soft blanket covering my body. What kind of kidnapper made sure you were covered with a blanket? Kidnapper. Fuck! How had I managed to get into trouble this time? I hadn't been in contact with anyone from that previous life. I was just getting my shit together. And now what? Was I about to die here?

She was afraid to face her mom, knowing that she told them a completely different story, and if she was really writing a book, she wouldn’t have hidden it from them. But Tami’s mom read between the lines and saw that they were only two young lovers fighting dearly for love. This surely confirmed that she was indeed kidnapped, but unlike three weeks ago, she was willing to let it go. Raphael made her happy, and even though the aspects of their love didn’t start in the right way, it still happened. That was all that mattered now. There wouldn’t be any sense in causing them both hurt by causing a ripple in Tami’s very convincing story.

“Fine. I’ll do whatever you want.” “Now tell me — exactly how did you get to be in his circus?” “I already told you. I was kidnapped.” “Yes, yes. The whole kidnapping story, we get it. But how? What’s his mode of kidnapping people? I want to know everything.” “I went to the market one day, and suddenly I was kidnapped. My sister who went with me was safe because she ran back. But the circus people had to punish me. They broke me. And I worked there with a couple of girls that had also been kidnapped. I was used by men however they wanted.”

A dim bulb flickered above me, swinging with every bump, casting shaky shadows that crawled across the metal walls. “You’re awake,” Cassius said from the front seat. He didn’t turn around. “Let me go,” I said, my voice shaking even though I hated that it did. “If I wanted to hurt you,” he said calmly, “I’d have done it already.” “Kidnapping counts as hurting,” I shot back, even though the words trembled out from my mouth. He chuckled softly. “You’ve got a mouth.” “Don’t talk about my father,” I snapped.