Kidnapping Stories Fiction Novels & Stories

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

Christine might hate him, but she couldn't bear to witness him die in front of her. "Hey, look at me!" She gently cupped his chin, her voice softening. "Look into my eyes and breathe slowly. Do as I do. Inhale, exhale, inhale, exhale!" Hunter attempted to follow her instructions, but it was beyond his ability to succeed. "Should I tell you a story?" she determinedly tried to divert his attention. "Or you can tell me one if you want! It's your choice!" "A long time ago, a young boy was kidnapped from the playground. His parents were almost always watching him carefully, but it only took a few seconds of them being distracted for the kidnappers to snatch the boy. Obviously, ransom was demanded

Kidnapped? Jerrald opened his voice again as he brought Feli onto his lap. He continued to tell her a story. About his kind new nanny and how he had a great time with her. However, his story stopped after he said that his nanny had conspired with others to kidnap him. His hug tightened around Feli's body. His breathing was a little labored. Feli looked up, then placed her forefinger right on Jerrald's lips when he tried to speak again.

—Ellie— After Tristan killed his man and the blood spilled all over me, I don't know what happened after that. I wasn't even sure what day it was, whether it was the same day or it was possible that I was drugged and days had passed. Being a mafia princess we're raised to know that getting kidnapped by one of our enemies is always a possibility but of course nothing is done to prepare us, we aren't taught how to fight or defend ourselves because the men believe that they will be able to protect us come what may. It's because of that hubris that I'm in this situation right now.

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.”