Spencer Reid Kidnapped Novels & Stories

, I said doubtfully. "Uhm, bro, can I borrow your cellphone? The kidnappers took my phone, so I guessed, they used it in doing online transactions with the bank. Those satan's minions! Fucking assholes, son of a bitch!", Reid's voice cracked, while trembling in anger. His hands were balled into fists, knuckles white from the force of his grip. "So, those kidnappers are the ones responsible for it bro?", my voice was laced with fury as I handed my phone to him.

Cynthia grabbed the bottles of cosmetics on the makeup table, and flung them in Jennifer’s direction. A bottle hit Jennifer and it hurt a little. She furrowed her brows, and then flicked her sleeve. “As it turns out, we all came here for nothing. How embarrassing to be the butt of everyone’s jokes. Please be more careful next time, and make sure the other party genuinely wants to marry you first.” With that, Jennifer turned to leave. Cynthia wiped the tears away from her face hard. Her phone dinged, and she saw a notification. Cynthia picked up her phone, and read the news article. The headline read, “Theodore Spencer’s wife kidnapped, her fate remains unknown.”

We walked inside. Spencer was in the living room, sitting on the couch like he had been waiting for hours. He looked up when we walked in. He saw us. And then he smirked slightly. “I knew you’d come back,” he said calmly. I stared at him. “You knew?” I said. “We were kidnapped!” He shrugged slightly and looked at Esteban. “I wasn’t worried,” Spencer said. “As long as he was with you.” I looked between the two of them.

Damon's face instantly turned ashen upon hearing Spencer's anxious voice through the phone. He coldly demanded, "What happened? Give me details!" "Mr. Summer, I found signs of a struggle at Miss Nyla's home, but she's nowhere to be found. I immediately retrieved surveillance footage from the area and discovered suspicious vehicles," Spencer's voice carried tension. "Our people have already intercepted one of the cars in the city." Less than twenty minutes later, Spencer brought the latest news. "We caught one of the kidnappers!"

[Kaden] "You're fucking kidding me right?" Mason snapped beside me. I shook my head taking a sip of my wine "Why would I joke with something like that?" I asked, turning to stare at Ryan who had his mouth wide open staring at me "Hold on?" Ryan chimed in, clearing his throat. "Your kids were kidnapped from school yesterday, and the kidnappers preferred to die than reveal who sent them?" I nodded, my jaw clenching hard as I took a slow deep breath. Spider had tortured them just like I instructed and still had the two that were still alive locked up but they still weren't ready to say a word

"I admit I haven't done enough, but I… I will try to improve! As long as you give me a chance, I will do it!" "Giving you a chance requires me to be alive. If I wasn't capable of saving myself, what you'd be seeing now would probably be my corpse." Ariana felt there was no need to continue this conversation. "Let's leave it at that. Goodbye." Spencer would not let her leave. He grabbed her wrist and pinned her against the wall. He had been panicking since he heard that Ariana was kidnapped. Then, he mistook someone else for Irene. In his panic, he ignored Ariana's feelings, which made his already difficult path to winning her back even more hopeless.

Check the blog NOW. My stomach twisted. Westbrook had a student-run gossip blog—anonymous posts, campus rumors, leaked photos, all the ugly things bored rich kids did for entertainment. Most of the time I ignored it. With trembling fingers, I opened the page and the headline hit me like a slap. “BEST FRIEND’S GIRL? HARPER QUINN CAUGHT MAKING OUT WITH ASHTON REID AFTER ETHAN COLE’S PARTY” Right at that instant, my vision blurred. Below it was a video of me and Ashton, at the bar!