Kidnapping Thriller Books Novels & Stories

Lauren burst out to bring her in, wrapping her arms tightly around her. Ethan, watching, smiled to himself and redialed Jonathan. “The bottled water is under your car,” he said. They heard frantic footsteps through the speaker—then Jonathan’s voice, ragged and furious: “This isn’t a bomb! It’s a bottle of water!” Ethan chuckled low. “Monroe Holdings. NovaCorp. No matter how high you climb, you’ll always be behind Blackspire. And by the way…” He leaned closer to the phone. “I have a recording of your entire kidnapping operation. Under 18 U.S. Code § 1201, kidnapping is a federal offense punishable by up to life in prison—especially when it involves threats, ransom, or crosses state lines. You

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.

Her plans appeared to be working, until I noticed the flyers which was hidden in the pages of the books she was holding. " Wow! Are you looking for someone?". I narrowed her eyes down to the flyers in the book... " What!! What are you saying??". She hid the book but it was unnecessary because I had already seen it.. " What? Why are you hiding the truth...... Kent is holding your children captive right?". I shifted my chair closer to the wooden table, placed my hand on top of her own and then softy comforted her.. That little comforted triggered the response that we needed. She began to spill everything that inculded the plans Kent and her had in kidnapping Lucas, but unfortunately Chris was

Zyra stared at the treacherous mountain path ahead, and her mind was flooded with scenes from novels she had read. One story, in particular, haunted her: a college girl kidnapped to a remote village and was forced into marriage with a local man. She bore his children and lived a nightmare chained in a pigsty. A shiver ran down Zyra's spine. Could that be her fate? Beside her kidnapper, Zyra trembled with fear.

He must have taken advantage of me while I was unconscious. I stood up, my movements stiff with fury and fear. My eyes roamed the room, noting the opulence—the golden wristwatches, diamond rings, and gleaming furniture. He’s filthy rich, but that doesn’t give him the right to do this to me. I couldn’t stay here another second. I needed to return to my pack, to check on my parents. But I had no money, and my situation was desperate. Without a second thought, I began gathering valuables from the room, his golden wristwatches, diamond rings, and even his wallet. My gaze landed on a silver necklace around his neck. It shimmered faintly, almost otherworldly, and I carefully removed it.

“Are you sure I couldn’t—” “Don’t make me shoot you, man.” “Guess I’ll have to go pick up my own hostage.” Five wagged his eyebrows. I watched as Five stood and walked to the bathroom, then returned my focus down to the book I was reading. Three sentences was as far as I’d gotten when the end of the bed dipped. I glanced up and right into the dark eyes of my captor. He grabbed on to my ankles and twisted me, pulling my body down the bed as he climbed between my legs. Heat flooded my cheeks as he slowly worked his hands up my stomach, wrapping his hands around my arms, moving them above my head.

she said and I smiled. I took the book from the shelf and started reading it to her. Damiens best friend, Kayla, kidnapped the female lead, Ayra and held her hostage. For two days they looked for ayra and never suspected it was Kayla who would have kidnapped Ayra since she always pretended to be nice to her.

Was I just kidnapped? A sour feeling began brewing within me at the thought of being held hostage by someone everyone knew as dangerous. “What the hell have I gotten myself into?” The previous admiration I had for the room was shattered and everything made my stomach churn. I had to get out of there The first thought I had was to find my phone. I needed to find my phone and call home, tell Calla of my situation, and possibly involve the police. I ran towards the drawers and pulled them out, scrambling through empty journals in them, searching for my purse or anything remotely related to cell service. Nothing. Everything was arranged to keep me in a cocoon and restrict my connection with the

“I have been worried about you. They took you and then… There were news that you escaped, but then you… They took you back again.” “Well, that is partly true, but not entirely. There are things you need to know about everything,” I said. “First of all, yes, it’s true that I was abducted. I mean, everyone knows that. Alexander Silverclaw send his people to abduct me and then I was held captive. It was Rose Silverclaw’s plan.” “Rose Silverclaw? The eldest daughter, right?” I gave a nod. “Alexander Silverclaw wanted to give me to his daughter Kiara Silverclaw as her slave, or plaything, or whatever that is,” I said. “But Demian Silverclaw stepped up and said he wanted me.”

My assassins may have failed, but he hasn’t returned home yet either, and the more trouble I can cause while he’s away - the better. I pace my office as I go through my options, then all at once it hits me. A kidnap. I can hire someone to take Selene, Lila and Drake’s little mate - in fact she’s the one who’s inspired my plan. Her own failed kidnapping attempt is exactly what I need, only this time it won’t be the kidnapper who doesn’t survive the ransom meeting.