fiction books hostage stories

Saat sedang berlibur ke Seoul, Yena tanpa sengaja membeli barang antik yang membuatnya terlibat dengan seorang Imoogi bernama Lucifer. Disandera oleh Imoogi, bukannya mendapat perlakuan buruk Yena malah mendapat perlakuan termanis dalam hidupnya. "Berikan Yeouiju-ku maka aku akan membebaskanmu." 'T-tapi benda itu sudah hancur. Apa aku akan terkurung di sini dengan dia selamanya?'

Note: Cover Photo from Pinterest and not mine. Credits to the owner Almera Constantine was offered to the Empire of Alessandria as the price of peace—meant to be a disposable bride in the harem of a feared emperor. But Almera carries secrets no one expects: the power to heal, and visions of a future soaked in blood and fire. Emperor Romulus does not give his favor freely. To survive his court—and his bed—Almera must prove she is worth more than her chains. In a palace where desire is a weapon and loyalty is bought with skin and blood, a hostage princess wagers everything to become an empress’s equal.

after her brother's passing, rose thought that she could get away from the gang violence in her community. but when she goes out with her brother one day, she's tracked by her brother's rival gang leader and he wants payment. but instead of money he wants her brother, but of course she intervened and said to take her instead. after making this choice her life completely changes. [sorry if this is bad I'm only doing this for fun :(]

Eight years after my breakup with Lorenzo Cassano, we met again in a private tattoo studio in Chicago. He was with his wife, Bianca Marchetti, accompanying her for a scar cover-up consultation. I wore a mask and goggles, sketching a design for her, while she proudly flaunted her conquest to her friends. "A man like him is a prize you have to fight for," Bianca said. "To get him, I turned him against his childhood sweetheart, forged evidence of her colluding with our enemies, and drove them apart until they hated each other. That woman was even pregnant at the time, so I… hinted to my men to teach her a 'lesson' when they exiled her!" After they left, I took off my mask, my hand drifting to my lower abdomen. Beneath my clothes lay an ugly scar. A few days later, Lorenzo found the ring that symbolized our love, the one Bianca had hidden away. He came with a signed divorce agreement and knelt before me.

I never planned to fall for an innocent guy, badass was always my type... I guess love doesn't need planning, cus I love him more than I planned

an orphan that's been kept hostage by five brothers whom happen to be her late father's employers ends up marrying one of the brothers in exchange for freedom little did she know that love also will keep her hostage

She is only known in myths, hair as red as blood, lips as pink as cherries. Heart as cold as ice. A Queen that would corrupt and ensnare A Queen that would devour everything in her path, including the mortals that threaten ruin the balance of her realm. And she will do it without remorse and without a care in all of the cosmos, not even for the love of the enemy that has caged her heart. He will not be the cause of her downfall as the Fates say. She, will end them all. .... "You need my body?" The mortal sounded just as confused as he was angry, he looked ready to attack but yet at the same time she could see it...that pink hinted at lust. "I need your body," she repeated, "You're going to give me an heir..." her roaming fingers came up to his shoulders and their breaths mingled with each other's. "Then I'll destroy your kind...and I'm going to enjoy it!" .... Hi! I'm so looking forward to writing this book, I'll advice you to read the first three to five chapters of the book before you decide what you think of it, some beginnings might be misleading or they end up becoming what you're looking for. Mmmmuhahahahahahahaa!

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!