Romance Novels Where The Heroine Gets Kidnapped Mga Nobela at Kwento

She hurriedly came by my good arm side and hugged me. "Girl you're always getting in trouble these days", she sighed. "I'm glad you're ok." "I almost freaked out when your godfather told me he couldn't find you. That you were kidnapped"? "I was thinking it was going to be like one of the books we read where the guy kidnaps a girl and the girl then has Stockholm syndrome and ends up falling in love with the guy and will live happily ever after." "You know? like falling for morally gray men, the hot once in books always commanding and having huge..."

Dina replied while groping Jhonatan's thighs up his stomach to his chest. "Stop it Dina!" Jhonatan snapped but without action. "Eummm baby," Dina teased in a lilting voice, while biting her lower lip as she groped Jhonatan's assets who had woken up from his sleep. Finally Jhonatan lost, he was lulled by Dina's temptation, they made love in the car, until the car was rocking. Behind that, Gabriel is already at the orphanage because Gabriel previously asked his father-in-law to immediately take Gabriel to the orphanage and pick him up later in the afternoon.

Hence, Ashton and Mallory's romance was a sensational topic in the industry. However, just before their wedding, our rivals in the business world could not resist stirring up trouble. That was when they kidnapped Mallory. As fate would have it, I was with her that day, helping her pick out her wedding dress. As a result, I was taken along with her. The kidnappers delivered Mallory to the heir of Regensburg's mafia. Meanwhile, I was locked in a dark, tiny room without food and water for three grueling days. I didn't even manage to get a wink of sleep during that period.

"But how did you end up here?" "The group of rogues that kidnapped me were caught trying to break into the royal city," she said. "I was unconscious at the time, but I was brought in with them. On the day they were meant to stand trial..." She touched the mark on her neck, silver-white against her skin. "I discovered that Lukas is my second chance mate." "Is he actually as terrifying as they say?" I asked, unable to reconcile the brutal Alpha King from stories with the man who had apparently rescued me.

“No, really. Viktor kidnapped me a week before my eighteenth birthday.” Anya’s mouth drops open, then her eyes flit to Isabella. “But I thought you saved people from sex slavery?” Jesus Christ. Before I can jump in, Viktor says, “I waited until Rosemarie was twenty-one. Give me credit.” Rosemarie places her hand on Anya’s arm. “He was the perfect gentleman. He basically saved my life by kidnapping me. Then he let me go and had to save me again. Now he’s stuck with me for life.”

Or to subject a convict to desolation and solidarity imprisonment. “Legends say that the fifth great grandfather Rossi kidnapped a French princess.” I turned around, recognizing Ephraim’s voice. He stepped inside the small room, his eyes roaming the bare brick walls as he said, “It was said that he was obsessed with her since the moment he met her in a wedding. She was twenty years his junior. He kidnapped her on her sixteenth birthday and she never got out of the castle.” A cold shiver ran down my spine, when his dark eyes came back on me, he arched a brow and in that moment I realized how similar he was to Antonio even though there was a softness to him that Antonio lacked. “Did she die?”

But also… useful. — What’s that supposed to mean? — That you still have choices, Alina. Not freedom, but choices. — Like what? Kneeling down and thanking you for letting me live? He smiled, slow and drawn out. — Not yet. His gaze burned. And in that moment, as he stared at me, I knew the war between us had just begun. I could panic. I could hide. Or I could do something far more dangerous. Watch. Wait. Understand. Because if Dante Morelli thought he could mold me, dominate me, transform me… He had no idea who he had kidnapped.

I again struggled to get out of his mother's grip but one guard joined her and together, they made sure I stayed still. “Do you, Isabella Rossi, take…" “No, Hell No!" I cut the priest off. “I don't know him. I've never met him in my life. I was kidnapped from my wedding after they shot my fiance, forced to wherever heaven knows and now, I'm being forced to marry a man I am almost positive is the mastermind behind my misery. I would rather marry the devil than get married to him." I say in one breath, pointing at the handsome man staring at me with a blank expression on his face.

Hello readers, thank you for following the story so far. The plot is about to take a dark and intense turn. I made an effort to incorporate the elements of a dark romance, danger, suspense, and maybe a bit of romance. Keep in mind that the title of this book is “TAINTED LOVE” (A Dark Mafia Romance). What is the first thing that comes to your mind? If you believed the book was dark in the previous chapters, well, it has just intensified. LOL.

Doyle muttered, flicking ash to the floor. “Wearing that new attention like a crown. Guards clear her path in the courtyard. And when Damien tried forcing himself on her, guess who carried her back in his arms like a hero in a tragic novella?” Raven arched a brow. “Alpha Cove? The same man who tossed her into a cell when we tried to rob him?” “The very one. Apparently, all it takes is one passionate kidnapping and a few shared near-death experiences to awaken his inner romantic.” She scoffed. “Men are so predictable.”