Kidnapping Stories Fiction Novels & Stories

I'm so appalled by the question that no words come out if my mouth. As I find what to tell him, my kidnapper begins to unbuckle his belt. Fear starts to kick in. "I'd rather be locked up," I tell him firmly, hoping he would grant me what I have said and leave me alone. "Don't bother, you are not my type. Besides, I wouldn't force a girl. Most times," he leans in so close I feel his breath mingling with mine. "Most times, they end up begging me to fuck them."

He didn’t even touch them, he just simply glanced at them and then back at me and he scoffed, his hands back to loosening his tie. “I was kidnapped,” I continued, my voice shaking now. “From daycare. My parents died and he took me. He made it look like I died too..” “Stop it!” He yelled, cutting me off. His voice was sharp and cold. I froze. “This isn’t funny,” he said. “I’m not joking,” I snapped. “Liam, please just look at the documents..” “And this story,” he continued over me, his voice rising slightly. “Where did you cook it up from?”

asks Aninka. "What do you mean?" "His father is still not captured. Maybe he or my brother..." whispers Aninka. "Let's not think about that. Let's have faith that soon the kidnappers will call." comments Viktor and Aninka groans in pain trying not to cry. "This is not America, where kidnapping is common. We are in a country where these crimes don't happen very often. So, it's worrying. Because we are not in a Latin soap opera or series where these kinds of things are normal to happen. Here it's not like that and if it has happened, it's because..." he pauses to think the worst.

She cleared her throat, and kept some distance between us. “Was it?” I mouthed. I knew nothing about romance. She rolled her eyes at me. “Can you take me home?” “What are you gonna eat? I will ask the…” “You are not going to take me home? Then leave me alone because the moment I get out of here I gonna call the cops on you!” I chuckled, she amused me. “On what charge?” I asked, and folded my arms. I watched her lips moved, her eyes darting before meeting mine. “Kidnapping.”

"We all spoke to her on the phone and she was crying. We don't want our mummy to cry, she's going to die and we don't want her to die." "That wasn't your mummy, that was a kidnapper," Max lied. "But it was mummy's voice," Aurora told him. "That's how kidnappers catch innocent children. Come closer, let me explain it to you." As Max spoke, Aurora moved closer to him but Ella and Phyna refused to go to him. "This is what kidnappers do," he continued. "They will call your number and they will speak like your mummy or your daddy and then, when you go out to meet them, thinking it's your mummy, they will kidnap you.

The kidnappers are sending us far away by waterways ? They are going to send us to a different country or might be ........... a different continent. I released a long sigh as I felt like crying. I regret not learning how to fight. My mother would ask me every time to join some classes. She would always say that it would be for my own safety but I would always come up with excuses. If I had learned some moves, I might not have been kidnapped today, the situation would have been different then. But it's too late to regret. I am now kidnapped and I feel like the reason is either for prostitution or maybe illegal body organ trafficking. I don't know which one is the exact reason but it's either

Eden sounded extremely scared and freaked out on the phone, he knew instantly that she wasn't okay in the slightest possible way "BENNETT! NO-" Eden tried to shout. That was all Benntt heard before her voice was muffled abruptly. Seconds after that, the phone hung up. He tried to call again but it was now switched off. Bennett quickly got dressed and ran out of his room. He started banging on Theo's room loudly. Theo came out with his hair disheveled and had tired eyes. "What's wrong?" "Eden got kidnapped by Carter Schmidt. We have to do something," said Bennett hurriedly. Theo's eyes nearly popped out of his socket when he heard it. "Call that guy you know. From the FBI. We're going to wrec

I only stopped when I realize that I had reached the very first one: Caitlyn Perry 11 years old 13 August 2000, monday, 2:00 AM I went back in order, jumping from year to year. At least 12 girls were killed every year that they abducted them in, one or sometimes two of them being the special addition."It would be a total waste to kill them immediately and very dangerous to set them free, instead of doing that. Father sells some of them that he knows will get a good price, or like all of those girls, they are for the pleasure of his men and as for the special additions, they're his very own slaves."I stood up on shaky legs as he continued saying "The reason this all stopped is because of you,

I stated. “Are you saying there's a chance She lied to you? Is that possibly the case?” Jax asked.. “We can't tell if that's it or not. But I doubt she'd lie to me without a good reason. Perhaps the abductors threatened her with something and she had no choice but to just lie about it.” I suggested.. Jax shrugged his shoulders, “ Or she actually said the thruth and we're just overthinking.” He added. It was hard to tell if Camila told me the truth or not. But one thing certain, and that's her being kidnapped by someone we know. And finding this person is not something I'd easily give up on.

‘If I beat the two kidnappers again, they’ll kick the bucket. At Noah’s words, Harry and the two kidnappers got angry. Before Harry could defend himself, one of the kidnappers argued, “Miss Sinclair, how can you say you don’t know us? We’ve known you for over ten years...” The other kidnapper added, “Yes. Your family was poor, and you had no money to go to school. So, you became our boss’s woman when you were only fifteen years old. Later, you met Mr. Atherton and then ditched our boss. Four years ago, you suddenly came to us and asked us to make Joanne and Patrick sleep together. And you wanted Mr. Atherton to catch them red-handed.