Kidnapping His Forever: Folklore, #1

By Shaw Hart

He's kidnapping what's his...

I was only in the woods for my film class.
When I wake up over some guys shoulder, being carried through the woods, I wonder if coming out here all alone maybe wasn't my best idea. 
I should be scared of my kidnapper, but there's something about him that draws me in.
He's lonely, just like me. 
It's more than that though. 
There's something in the way that he touches me that has sparks lighting inside of me. 
Maybe that's why I don't try to run away that first night, but what about every other night.
Could I actually be falling for my kidnapper? 

*Warning! This book alpha is over-the-top, head over heels in love with his girl. If you're looking for a steamy instalove story then this book is for you!

• Language: English
• Publisher: Shaw Hart
• Release date: May 27, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223387954

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1

Brexly

I finish stuffing the last of my camping gear in the back of my Volkswagen Bug. The tent barely fits in the back of the cramped car and I have to push on the door a couple of times to get it to close all the way. Some freshmen laugh as they pass by me, chasing each other and tossing a football back and forth before they run across the parking lot and over to the field. I gather my red hair, braiding it over one shoulder before I double-check that I have everything I need.

I’m a senior at Southeast Missouri State University with only one semester left. In two months, I’ll graduate with my Bachelor’s in business with a focus on web management and then hopefully, I can open my own online store. Maybe then I can convince my parents to settle down and just let me sell their creations online.

My parents are free spirits and I grew up traveling the country with them. We went around in our rundown camper, hitting the carnival circuit. My mom makes homemade jewelry and my dad works with leather and wood. We would set up tables at each of the county fairs, selling their goods before we had to pack up and move onto the next city. Year after year we took the same route, traveling in circles.

Since we never stayed in one place for long, I was homeschooled and the only friends or kids my age were from other families who were on the same circuit. I had always been more of a loner, existing more in my head. My parents say that I’m a dreamer. I never really had many friends and I never really minded. I had applied to a couple of colleges, wanting to find a way to stop traveling so much. My parents were getting older and I knew that the travel and physical toll of setting up everything every day was starting to take a toll on them.

I noticed how worn out they looked the last time that they were passing through town. My parents don’t like technology so they don’t have a cell phone or anything. Every now and then I’ll get a postcard from them but other than that, the only time I see them is in the summer when they’re in Missouri for the state fair.

Even though we don’t keep in touch as much as I would like, I still love my parents very much. I get most of my looks from my mom. We have the same round face and bright blue eyes. She’s a redhead too and curvy like me. My mom is short though at only 5’1. I got my height from my dad. He stands at 6’1 and I’m 5’9".

I got my personality and love of nature from both of my parents though. I’m pretty laid back with a good sense of humor and I love being outdoors. My parents raised me to be one with nature and to never waste anything that the Earth provides for us. They also taught me to trust my gut and that the world would always give me just what I needed. I used to go camping at least once a month but over the last couple of years, college and work got in the way. I’m excited to finally be heading back out into the woods, although I’ll also have to work on my class project.

I lived on campus for my first year because it was required but after that, I moved into a tiny apartment by myself right off-campus. My place is filled with second-hand furniture that I found at local thrift shops for cheap. It’s a lot of odds and ends but I’m really only there to sleep and eat. The apartment is pretty small but it’s big enough for me and it’s close to school and my job. I work part-time at Walmart as a stocker. Most of my hours are at night, that way I can go to class and work on homework during the day. My busy schedule means that I don’t have much time for friends or extracurricular activities. Guess I’m still the same loner that I was growing up.

It’s my last semester and I already finished all of the necessary classes for my degree so this term I only have to take a couple of electives. I signed up for a couple of classes that I thought would be easy. Introduction to Creative Writing, Introduction to Psychology, Marketing 101, and a Videography class.

I’ve always had an interest in cameras and photography. The Introduction to Photography class was full so I had signed up for the film one instead. It’s the videography class that has me headed out to the woods today. I’ve been thinking all week about what I could do my final project film about. A lot of my classmates were having their friends act out scenes for them but since I don’t really have friends, I had to think of something else. Then it hit me; Bigfoot.

I’ve been at Southeast Missouri for four years and all I’ve heard since the day that I arrived is the local Bigfoot legend. They say that if you go across the Mississippi River and into the woods that you might be able to find him. There have been accounts of some of the hikers coming across him or seeing him stomping around out there.

I had heard the folklore of Bigfoot and Sasquatch growing up but most of the stories were in the Northwest part of the US. I always just assumed that they were just stories or hoaxes and I still do. I mean the idea of a hairy, ape-like creature or creatures