Persephone Kidnapped Novels & Stories

A woman leaned close to them, smiling softly as she smoothed my son’s hair. The boy was Eren, the child I had nearly given up half my life force to bring into the world. The woman was not me. I was Persephone, goddess of spring, queen of the Underworld, and Hades’s wife under every sacred law. Not long after, Nympha posted her own update on the social feed. In the illustration, my mother’s pomegranate brooch lay beside a small charm of laurel and asphodel, clumsily woven by a child’s hands. Beneath it, she wrote:

Roberto could have gone either way, and Jordan knew he couldn't track them both. His phone buzzed in his pocket. Victor, finally returning his call. "Boss," Jordan answered immediately, "we've got a situation. Roberto Vega just kidnapped a kid from Xavier's mansion. Selena was helping him, but she got caught. I nearly had them, but they crashed and ran." "A child?" Victor's voice was dangerously quiet. "Describe him." Jordan glanced back toward Xavier's property. In the distance, he could see Selena being dragged back toward the house, struggling against her captors.

But the man who returned my baby to me said, “Diane was certainly wrong for doing this, but when my wife and I found her baby, someone was about to inject her with something. They were about to hurt the baby. “I think anyone in her position would’ve lost control. Besides, Diane was only doing this to find her baby. Even though it was a little extreme, I can empathize with her as a parent.” A mother noticed that I had wrapped a blanket around her child and even changed some of the babies’ diapers before the “kidnapping” started. They looked at me with mixed feelings. The lawyer, who had offered to help me before, handed her baby to her husband. “I’m Charlotte Gold, an attorney at Gold & Co. I

"The Dark King, in his wrathful dominion, imprisoned my mother when he unearthed her forbidden affair. His vengeance was swift, his decree absolute. Percy and the twins were to be obliterated, their existence purged from the world for daring to disrupt the purity of his bloodline. Yet, in a moment of desperate defiance, my mother, shackled and broken, managed to slip me a warning. She unveiled the truth of her transgression and begged me—her last hope—to find Percy before the King’s cruelty could exact its final toll." The gravity of Seraphina’s task lingers in her voice as she continues, her tone edged with the recollection of that harrowing pursuit. "With nothing but a mother's plea fuelin

Then Charlotte’s voice came through, broken and trembling. “…I can give you anything… please let my son go… whatever you want…” A burst of interference followed. Then a distorted, mechanical male voice: “…Wilson Corporation shares… Sanders Group… take them back… confession letter…” Sarah’s brows tightened. Even through the fragments, she could piece together the shape of the truth. “To save Callum, Charlotte agreed to whatever the kidnappers demanded. And it involved both Sanders Group and Wilson Corporation. What exactly was the deal?” Lucy pocketed her phone and sneered. “No idea. Only she knows what she promised.”

My girlfriend, Selena Jenkins, and I are committed to a strict 50-50 relationship. We are three years into our relationship, and we split everything down to a single bottle of water. Then, out of nowhere, I get a call from a kidnapper. "We have your girlfriend. Have 150 thousand dollars ready, or she dies!" I calmly launch our app, SplitMate. According to the algorithm, this unexpected incident falls under "shared risk", meaning she is responsible for 50% of the cost. However, after factoring in the personal insurance policy I took out on her behalf, she only needs to pay 35,550 dollars. I send the calculation results to the kidnapper. "This is her share. Please contact her family for t

"It will take you to his home. I'm sure Channing won't mind staying with you until he is returned to you." She then pushed us through the gate, and we were in a garden. "It will be fine." I told them, but I'm sure my face and scent weren't agreeing with my words. Hell I didn't even believe my words. There were so many stories about Hades temper. Including a story where he had kidnapped Persephone forcing her to be his wife. There were so many it was hard to know which was truth and which was not. I didn't even dare to take Persephone by her word.

And the last house we went were the doctor's house. "Where's our kid. We are willing to give even a big amount of money just bring back our kid." "We don't have any idea. We are here to get her, but in case they were lost...where are they." "Who are you?" "Police." I lied. "We are going to burn the old gymnasium and they saw your child go there before that happened." "My child wad kidnapped by the sindicate callled Calypso. Please help us."

He needed to know everything about her—to have complete control over her life—so he could bring Stellar back to his side. But not long after he sent the message, his phone rang. "Mr. Zayden, there’s something I need to report," his subordinate said cautiously. "You’ve had us keeping an eye on the side branch, and today, our men discovered that Percy kidnapped a woman. She looks strikingly similar to the one in the photo you just sent me…" His voice trailed off, hesitant.

“I want to know who kidnapped you, Diego. Was it Julia?” “No, Mom can never kidnap me. Can Granny ever kidnap you, Dad?” His innocent question pierced my soul. I realized what he was trying to prove. I shook my head slowly. “Then who did?” Diego told me about the man, Perez, who had kidnapped him and shoved him inside the blue Nissan. “Mom and Uncle Freddie saw me and followed me to Mount Vernon.” My heart sank realizing that Julia hadn’t kidnapped him. Did she ask her men to kidnap him? Was this staged? It might be easy to fool Diego, but not me.