Romance Novels Where The Heroine Gets Kidnapped Mga Nobela at Kwento

He asked. "Well, I didn't see the need to." "Arrogant as ever." He muttered. "So tell me what happened? I saw a little blood on her neck and aren't you betrothed to that girl umm... Fiona, yes that her name." "Fiona kidnapped her, we rescued her, and now she tried to kill her." I said not having the energy to delve into the story really well for him. I can't even begin to imagine what would have happened if I had gotten there late.

"I'd recommend not trying to escape. The villa is quite large. You'd get lost. And I'd hate to have to come find you." The threat hung in the air between them. Or was it a promise? "Though perhaps," he added, his voice dropping an octave, "part of me hopes you'll try." The door closed behind him with a soft click. Elena heard the lock turn. She stood frozen by the window, staring at the place he'd been, her heart still racing, her skin still burning where he'd touched her. What the hell was wrong with her? She'd been kidnapped. Drugged. Brought to a foreign country against her will by a man who claimed her dead father had promised her to him like some kind of medieval bride price. This shoul

Sleep never came. Aria lay in the dark, staring at the ceiling beams until her chest ached. Kael’s words rattled in her skull like a chain she couldn’t break. Once you know, there’s no going back. She had been kidnapped, hunted, nearly killed. And now she was supposed to sit quietly while everyone whispered about her? No. She deserved the truth. When the lodge finally stilled and the fire burned low, she rose. Barefoot, she slipped through the hall, each board groaning too loud under her weight. The night air chilled her skin as she crept outside.

Here I am kidnapped and all I am thinking is about freaking clothes? I have a life to save. My life. Damn what if this kidnapper is a malicious, dangerous cannibal . Oh God I am beautiful he would not even give a second thought in eating me . Oh no I am too young to die. I haven't even got married yet. 'Bella Run' a voice exclaimed. I was having a gut feeling that something horrible was about to happen. But how did I get kidnapped? I was going to Italy with Mr. Throne. Oh God, did someone kidnap me from the plane .

"I am the only reason you are in a silk bed instead of a concrete cellar. My men wanted to handle this much more... efficiently. I chose to be decent." "Decent?" she hissed, her face inches from his. "You kidnapped me!" "I gave you a chance to see the truth," he countered. He released her wrist and stepped back, smoothing his shirt as if she were nothing more than a minor inconvenience. "Wash your face. There are clothes in the closet. A woman will be here in an hour. We are having dinner." "And if I refuse?" Romeo paused at the door, a small, chilling smile playing on his lips. "Then I will let the man who broke your door down come and get you. He isn't nearly as 'decent' as I am."

Going back without fulfilling their task was out of the question. "Are you alright, my Lady?" asked the captain to the woman entrusted with the mission of abducting Terrara's baby princess. Sorah had been chosen amongst hundreds of women that made up the body of the Triad's amazons militias. Guildorhad attempted to put together the best and most powerful army in order to conquer and subdue Terrara and hence, gain control of the entire northern Pelair. He would be the most powerful monarch that had ever known those lands. The southern kingdoms would eventually surrender him vassalage, and who knows if someday he may also conquer them. His ambition was limitless. For that, he spared no efforts

Bonnie cried as she backed away from the footsteps approaching her. "Lorenzo, maybe we should leave her." "John, if you don't grab her, I'll blow both of your fucking brains out. Grab her now and put her in the car. She's coming with us." Bonnie chocked on a sob as John's arms wrap around her, picking her up. Egg began to bark. "Please, I have money. I'll give you money." Bonnie cried as she felt herself being placed in the car, the door being closed. Her small hands pulled the handle but it was already closed. Realization dawned on her...she was getting kidnapped. ***

I couldn’t be more fucking wrong… Because two and a half years later, the case had been closed. Justice hadn’t been served. Agron was walking free… Without a warning, without any penalty at all. Not even a fine. Not even community service. Absolutely nothing. He was a free fucking man… And he’d used it to his advantage. And kidnapped me. Making me his captive. Taking me away from the one good thing that had happened to me after years of suffering. Lorenzo Salvatore. People needed mafia men like Lorenzo to point at, and say that they were the bad guys.

I was taken aback by this little action and I wondered if he was indeed my kidnapper. "I'm afraid I'll have to let you sleep again." He said and placed a wet cloth over my nose. Oh, now he was a kidnapper! My body became numb as sleep overtook me and I found myself dreaming of the stranger at the party. ~Three hours later~ I woke up with a jolt as beads of sweat glided effortlessly down my body. My mind was no longer unclear and the headache had subsided. I had been kidnapped and it scared the hell out of me. I was still in the carriage but we weren't moving anymore. This could only mean that we were far away from Boulderstall.

She couldn't see where they were going because the car was covered in black glass. Who were these men and what did they want with her? they knew her deepest secret and it was scaring her. who was the lady they were dragging and touching earlier and how come she was carried instead of that lady. Was it a planned work or was it one of the men she had met that day? what if it was the man who she slapped while he was touching her. Is this his plan of revenge, or was it the man she walked out on when she asked her to be his mistress or it could have been the third man because he said something about her not coming from a rich background? Did he know her parents or her story and could any of those