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I've been kidnapped and given two options. get fucked or die. who knows what will become of me.

There comes a time in everyone's life when they are faced with a difficult choice. For most people, following your instincts is easy. You know what to do, and you know what not to do. But what if you were faced with a choice that is just not that simple. When your instincts tell you one thing, but your heart tells you something else. I was faced with just such a choice. While driving down a deserted highway. I saw a car on the side of the road. Not just a car, a police car. We all know the police are trained to take care of themselves, so I drove past without stopping, but something didn't feel right. What would you have done? **This is a first draft. Please excuse any mistakes there may be. Please do not comment any corrections. I will fix them when I do the rewrite. This is also my first attempt at first person point of view so please bear with me.**

'It is horrible outside, and with the short time it took to take me in the car, I'm soaked. It's too dark to know what car it is. I wonder if that's why he didn't blind fold me. I spoke too soon, because he flips down my hood and slides the material over my eyes... I'm suddenly thankful for the warm car and cover from the storm. He shuts the door and gets in on the other side. Oh gosh. I'm being kidnapped...' ------------------------------------------------------- Iz lives with her loving brother, dead beat dad, and greedy mother. Her life is far from perfect, yet, nothing to complain about. It all changes when a mystery man shows up soaked at her for step one day. Why'd she let him in? Maybe it was the part of her that wanted ease her curiosity. Maybe it was the thrill of defiance. Or, maybe it was familiarity? Whatever it was, her life drastically changes after being kidnapped.

[WARNING IT IS BEING EDITED] So, I'm sitting on my couch, watching paranormal activity 4 and spilling popcorn when ever I get scared. Then someone knocks on my door. I open it and standing on my porch a sexy man god. You would think that it would be great that a total hottie maybe 1 year older than you was standing outside your door but what do you do when he suddenly picks you up and carries you to his car and puts you in locking you inside. Well that's what happened to me, I Nicole Davis was kidnapped by a sexy mangod. What the actual hell. [Story will be edited when finished]

"You can't keep running from Hannah "he said grabbing my wrist tightly. What happens when a traumatized soul finds another just like it ..

Walking alone in the morning to get to my class. I didn't expect three things to happen: #1- I get kidnapped. #2- The people who kidnapped me are idiots #3- I get free tacos What could go wrong? Oh yeah... Everything.

Once a couple of friends get drunk at a party they decided to get a cab. Next thing they knew they were tied up and begging for mercy. Will they escape? Read and find out.

(Complete) WARNING! THIS CONTAINS SENSITIVE CONTENT THAT MAY BE TRIGGERING Imagine one moment you're excited about school and your friends... And the next your in the back of a stranger's car. Imagine years of your life are stripped away from you. Imagine thinking you'll never see your loved ones again. My name's Y/n L/n and this is my story.

We came to a stop in front of what looked to be a farm house of some sort? Probably a slaughter house, this is where my life ends. He got out of his car without making a sound and opened my door. "Get out" He said calmly. "W-where are we?" "Get out of the car." he said in a harsher tone. What the hell did I get myself into. A dark romance between a shy girl and a tormented soul. *short story*

I went to reach for my phone out of my purse but James snatched it of me, "you won't be needing that," he told me before throwing it out of his window. I gasped, "what do you want with me?" I asked him whilst trying to ignore the tears that were threatening to run down my cheeks. He laughed, "a bit clichè, don't you think?" I tried to open the car door but it was locked, he must have known I would try that. I started to cry, "please let me go!" I shouted. He shrugged, "why would I do that? It's not like anyone will miss you," he said and he laughed again. I put my head in my hands and started sobbing uncontrollably. I felt James' hand patting my thigh and I swatted him away. He sighed, "you're so stubborn, Lily," he said. There was no way I was going to be able to escape from this. I just sat in the car and sobbed.