Kidnapping Thriller Books Novels & Stories

Harry had come back in a panic. "What happened, boss?" "Maxim has kidnapped Ana" After saying that, he bit his lip and became silent. "How can this happen? Who told you? It's impossible!" Harry couldn't believe it. "Does anyone on Earth wear a red helmet, Harry? Or anyone else on our planet? What tribe is this Harry?" He was screaming in anger. "Don't worry, I see. I message..." Harry was still speaking when his eyes began to bleed. "What will you see? They have taken my wife from there and you are saying you will see!" He grabbed Harry by the collar but Harry was reading the helplessness in his eyes.

I hurried down the stairs and pulled the keys to my Porsche on the way into the five-car garage. I sank into the driver’s seat. The car was new. It smelled like rich leather. But even the new car scent did little to calm me. I was mad. So fucking mad. I wanted to hit Diego, never mind him being a friend, for doing something so fucking dumb. Shooting an american citizen was one thing. Kidnapping and smuggling one across international borders was another. I couldn’t let her go. I’d have to kill her.

My face was wet with tears and I was angry with myself for shedding them. My hand slightly shook as I raised the phone to my ear. “We've found him. He was exactly where you said he would be,” the man confirmed on the phone and my heart raced with adrenaline and sick excitement. “Of course you'd find him. I didn't pay you that amount of money for nothing, did I?” I huffed under my breath. I had hired hit men to have Silas kidnapped. I had also had his location traced and had him stalked. He had been buying flowers for his ‘bride’. The thought left a bitter taste on my tongue.

She asked. She shook her head, “Not complete.” Mika sighed, “I didn't finish it?” She nodded, a look of frustration showing up on her face, “Eliza. Doctor. Kidnapped. 2 years, hurt, crying. Forced. Bad things. Bad father.” Mika's eyes clicked, “I think I've got it.” She faced her, “Your father kidnapped her 2 years ago, hurt her and forced her to do bad things for him, the things he does?”

“Weren’t you dear, Cara?” “Exactly Aldo. Which is why this is crazy. You brought me here, holding me captive, against my wish; kidnapping me.” She pushed. “I... when? When did I kidnap you?” “Do you need a dictionary? You have my devices, so I can’t call anyone. You have my cards, all my money, so I can’t leave. And I’m practically on lockdown here. Does this not sound, to you, like a kidnapping?”

Brielle skillfully guided Caden's focus away from her true intentions, allowing her to subtly extract morsels of information with every tender moment shared. Caden, momentarily ensnared by the allure of the night, found himself surrendering to the passion that seemed to transcend their differences. Unbeknownst to him, every whispered promise and lingering touch was a calculated move by Brielle, a means to navigate the maze of deception and discover the hidden layers of Leo's mysterious case. As the night unfolded, Brielle skillfully steered the conversation toward the mansion's concealed secrets, her inquiries disguised as the tender exchanges between two entangled souls.

And by kidnapping his daughter, Amelia, I took his most prized possession. Now all I have to do is wait for him to make his offer, watch him try everything to get her back. First, I will pretend to be interested in his worthless money. Then, once we have decided where to meet and the price for repurchasing his daughter, I will end Amelia before her father's eyes. It's an evil plan, but I'm already going to hell for the sins that I've done, for the people that I've murdered to get where I am. So I might as well go through with this plan too.

After all, she could not possibly escape when she was on plane because no matter how suicidal someone was, he or she would not jump off from a plane that was in the air. She walked out of the room moving cautiously, she spent most of her life with mafia's. So she was going to tread carefully as she did not want to end up dead with a bullet in her chest or her forehead. She walked into the rear of the fuselage and then she saw him, the man she slept with and stole two million dollars from. He really was the one that kidnapped her He was sitting in a laid back position with his legs stretched out in front of him and he was smoking. Adrian Osiander, she has heard about him so many times

I could see her hands shaking as she spoke but she clasped them tightly together. "Was there no mention of all this anywhere in the news?" I was exasperated. "He had kidnapped you two before others could be informed that your mother had given birth to triplets. After the couple found the two babies dead, they didn't want anybody to know so they just said that only one girl was born. Soon after, he was caught and charged for kidnapping and murdering before he could sell you two, leaving you in my sister's care. She took no part in his criminal activities and for the most part she was unaware of what he used to do. The child trafficking group was also arrested but they didn't know he was invol

he whispered toward the entryway. Damien didn't answer his question. Instead, a single, chilling sentence pierced the closed door. "I know you're in there." A long, agonizing pause followed before Damien added, "Walk away now... or this becomes your last assignment." The lock clicked, but it wasn't Damien forcing his way in from the outside. The stranger inside had made his choice. Elena heard the sudden, desperate rush of his boots toward the back window. The glass shattered with a deafening crash, followed by the heavy thud of a body landing hard in the muddy alleyway below.