When You Love Your Kidnapper Novels & Stories

"It's complicated, Aurora. There are things you don't know. Things I couldn't tell you. But please believe me when I say that I never wanted to hurt you. I wish it was another person not you, I've really grown to like you. I tried everything to make sure it wasn't, but it seems you were predestined to be the victim. All you had to do was leave Michael, I tried to help you so much. I shook my head in disbelief, a mix of anger and sadness rising within me. "You're not making any sense, Mr. Calhoun. Whatever this is, How could you think that kidnapping me was the answer? How could you think that this would solve anything?" "I did it out of love."

He added, “Your wolf senses and your elf powers were sealed with dark magic so you can’t access them even if you wanted. You can’t reach your pack; they can’t reach you; you can’t call for help and they’ll never find you unless I want them to.” “So basically I’m just a regular human right now?” I asked. “That’s the gist of it,” he answered. I sat in silence after he answered. How could he? He’s a monster— a monster that kept me alive. “I hate you,” I said. “I expected you to. I’ve never seen anyone fall in love with their kidnapper. Well, actually I have and I must say, it’s not a pretty sight when you have to cut their heads off and they’re still screaming out that they love you,” he shook

You became my world but all it took was one night for everything to change. I remember that day clearly. The 11th July 2002. I had put you to sleep and I went to sleep a smile on my face. Then the next day when I woke up and went to check on you, you were not there. The window was open and there was a note in your cradle. You had been kidnapped. I went crazy looking for you. I was ready to give anything I had to find you. The condition of the kidnappers was I had to adopt a certain boy when he turned 15. They told me the only way they would agree to give you back was if I promised I would not become close to you. I had to make you feel unwanted and then when I adopt the boy I should do every

“If I'm the person you want, then only come after me. Do not harm anyone from my family, especially her!” Instead of chuckling in a sarcastic manner, the kidnapper’s tongue got stuck and his taste went bitter. He suddenly remembered a thought in his mind that fueled his anger more. “That's how they pleaded before too. Staying away from your loved ones? My ass.”

“Go to hell. How could you kidnap me? How could you do this to me? Have you lost your mind?” “Melek, you have to listen to me. I'm going to make everything right, I'm going to show you that you can trust me again and that I love you. Let me make you fall in love again.” “No way. If you wanted me to trust you, I wouldn't have kidnapped me, you lost your mind, you went crazy.” “I had no choice, I knew you wouldn't come with me. The only way was to kidnap you.” “You drugged me too, stupid. Right now I hate you so much. You could have killed me.”

Now, even my soul, my heart and my thinking are ruled by him. The next day, when I my eyes shut open, someone was right beside me. Someone who wasn’t him and it comforted me the most. I started falling for him. I started loving him but I hated the idea of loving him more now. Why? Why should I fall for my kidnapper?

I can't even describe it. I know he had the right to do whatever he wanted, but he shouldn't have made me feel this way. When I saw him with that girl, I lost it. The way she moaned because he made her feel so good, I wanted to be that person he loves and the person he wants to feel good with, but I guess he had other plans. It's weird when I say that I have fallen for my kidnapper, but it's true. Maybe because he wasn't like any kidnapper like the ones we hear on the news; the creepy ones. I hated him at first. I hated him a lot. But they say love begins with hate and fight, right?

“And I'll kill anyone who stands in my way.” Layla struggled against her restraints. “You're not well. Let me go, and I'll help you get help.” The kidnapper's expression twisted. “No! You're mine now!” With a surge of adrenaline, I charged forward, my gun raised. “Drop your weapon!” I shouted. The kidnapper pulled out a knife, pressing it to Layla's throat. “Take one more step, and she dies!” My heart stopped. I thought he loved her?

if you know the shits this man has done for me, is still willing to do for me, and will do for me? .When I got kidnapped on our wedding day, he gave the president 24 hours to find me else he'll burn down the city and he wasn't joking about it. He was willing to kill my toxic ex boyfriend, he dropped Mafia for me. He has everything different. He has shown me what it means to be loved unconditionally. Of course it was a rough start. Of course he's a killer, but is he changing? did he chang? is he willing to change? is he willing to drop everything and choose me over and over again? yes.

Yet, while gazing into the eyes of the man who used to frighten me, I came to a realization. I no longer wish to run. Even if it involves stepping directly into the flames. I definitely realize I care for him as well, but what will come of loving a kidnapper? Aren't we fated to produce dangerous abductors that the world will fear greatly as offspring? "Not true." This is confusing. How can I be with a man that's into kidnapping? His life and mine are simply at loggerheads. I mean, I can't imagine myself being with a murderer; it seems out of place to me. No, not ever.