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Forgetting Love

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chris help kidnapped love matt morgan scared sequel thriller

**Sequel to Stolen Love**

   It's been nearly a year since I was kidnapped. Life is finally starting to get back to normal. I'm going to college, I have a great boyfriend, and a job at the local diner.  That is, until I find the bouquet a flowers in my apartment.Alle rechten voorbehouden

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I was a victim of a serial killer-the only one who made it out alive. I was kidnapped when I was 19. Kept in a small, suffocating room with no light, no sense of time, no hope. My only companions were the screeching of rats and the silence that gnawed at my sanity slowly. I tried to escape-of course I did. But the room offered nothing. No tools, no weak points. Nothing. My captor knew this. He made sure of it. So I stopped hoping for freedom. I knew how this story would end. And when I dreamed, it was of light and voices-a cruel trick of my mind. Until one day, the dream felt different.

You're Not Imagining door EdgeBeReading

Sure I don't remember his face , but why do I seem to sense him everywhere I go. At college, at parties, at home. I have to be imaging all of this, but it all feels so real. Sure I can't remember him but, every word he speaks can be heard so clearly and every touch placed on my skin can be felt for years after. Tw: -cursing -underage drinking -stalking -drug use -panic attacks -mentions of blood -murder

And it begins again (Awkward's sequel) door allie1414

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Hidden *Sequel to Stolen* door PuppyPawsGreen

SEQUEL TO STOLEN Can also be found on my Quotev account under my user GrassHopperGreen #37 in Kidnapping: July 18, 2018 #30 in Kidnapping: July 21, 2018 ------------------------- After a month of getting my life back, I really thought I was finally free, knowing that Chip was behind bars, and that I was no longer a pet to anyone. But as time slowly started to change, I started to notice things are different, that maybe nothing good will ever be the same. I start to lose trust in people, double guessing on things and losing friends. His words still haunt my mind. The day he held a gun to my head and now, I can't even step outside without someone bring up the kidnapping. Maybe I was lying to myself that my life was going to return to being normal, maybe I was wrong on a lot of parts, maybe, just maybe, the only person left to trust is the one who took me from my life in the first place, maybe we both need saving. Copyright 2015 ©

Finding Madeline door _Maddy_Rose_

Madeline Pierson was just an ordinary girl forced to move all the way across the country. She's dreading to start a new high school in the middle of the semester. However, school goes much better than planned when she meets a caring boy named Matt. Madeline begins receiving various creepy and unsettling threats from an anonymous source. Ripped from the comfort of her home, she is taken captive by the man who makes her life a living hell. Matt is determined to find her, no matter what it takes. Him and his friends, Dylan and Taylor, devise a plan and set out to find her. Will she survive? Will she ever be found? *** I pushed myself to my feet and tried to run as fast as I possibly could. I saw the woods ahead and knew I just had to make it into the thick trees. As I was only a few yards away from freedom, I felt an excruciating pain in my hip, causing me to collapse. I screamed out in agony and clutched my hip. There was a rock, stained with blood, that lay next to me. I saw a pair of oncoming rubber boots in the distance. I began to cry hysterically as I knew my freedom was short lived. "You! I thought you would cooperate!" the kidnapper screamed. I looked up at his furious face and gasped in horror as I saw a whip in his hand. "I should've never trusted you. You are my daughter, you stay with me. I love you baby, you can't run away from me!" he screamed as he raised the whip and came down on my back with unfathomable force. Cover made by @kandtforever

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Foster father? Lover? door ahamaria77

I'm tired of running. I just wanna spend my life with someone I love and someone that loves me the same. I've been in foster care for a while now, always escaping but this couple comes out of the blue without even meeting me and takes me in. This man doesn't even look old enough to adopt me. There's something about him that just makes me wanna stay but life has other plans for me. The man I've been running from my entire life has found me.. I hope they can find me in time.

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And it begins again (Awkward's sequel) cover

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Bittersweet cover

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Justice before Blood ~ A Criminal Minds FanFiction Series ~ COMPLETED cover

Foster father? Lover? cover

Different Directions cover

Finding You in the Dark

I was a victim of a serial killer-the only one who made it out alive. I was kidnapped when I was 19. Kept in a small, suffocating room with no light, no sense of time, no hope. My only companions were the screeching of rats and the silence that gnawed at my sanity slowly. I tried to escape-of course I did. But the room offered nothing. No tools, no weak points. Nothing. My captor knew this. He made sure of it. So I stopped hoping for freedom. I knew how this story would end. And when I dreamed, it was of light and voices-a cruel trick of my mind. Until one day, the dream felt different.