Abused Broken And Rejected Novels & Stories

He'd started babbling constantly, sounds that weren't quite words yet but seemed like he was practicing for when he could actually talk. I thought about the girl I had been just over a year ago, broken and rejected by Daemon, stumbling into Russo territory expecting to die. That girl had believed she had no value, that being cast aside proved she was worthless and undeserving of love or respect. That girl seemed like a stranger now, someone I could barely recognize as myself. She'd been so beaten down by years of emotional abuse that she couldn't see any possibility of happiness or purpose. She'd internalized every cruel word Daemon had said, every dismissive look from pack members who'd jud

I was sure. "It hurts Gabriel. It hurts a lot. First dad, then Cyrus and now you. You all have left me alone. Who am i? A nobody to anyone. I feel myself a whore. A home breaking whore. I broke everything. I destroyed every happiness. I was the reason your pho had to leave you. Everyone can see their loss. Their pain. Why no one ever look back at me?

Out of nowhere, the backlash struck mercilessly. The flowers Chloe had forced into bloom withered overnight, crumbling into ash. The beauty sustained by my essence began to fracture, too. Her skin grew dry, and her hair fell out in clumps. Night after night, she was plagued by nightmares. She dreamed of a cold, golden moon hanging overhead, silently judging her. "Ethan… I feel awful," she whimpered, trembling uncontrollably in his arms. "It feels like something inside me is rejecting me. I'm so scared."

F**k it. "My parents died when I was 10, alpha Carter took me in and then began to blame my fathers death on me because thay was his beta and beta female.theu beat and abused me from the age of 10 to obviously now Ryder was in on it. Honestly he was probably the worst. My 18th birthday was today or yesterday I don't know what time it is. Ryder came to my door around 1 with his girlfriend, he was my mate. He rejected me I accepted it he beat me then left I was suppose to go out of my room but when I caught your smell my wolf told me to go find you that you was my mate and in hope you would take me from this hell I went to find you. Ryder caught me and him and Beta Jame's son Jayce beat me to

My Grandma died some few years ago but not after telling me everything I have to know, not after leaving a great burden on my shoulders. It was after her death that I decided to relocate. Thea tried all her best to let me stay but I told her I had to leave for my own good. I know that it is bad and very coward of me to always relocate when I am betrayed. I know I should learn to face my demons but what can a broken person really do? What good can ever come out of a broken Pieces of heart? Thea even insisted to follow me here too but I immediately turned her down and explained things clearly to her and she eventually understood.

Having strangers treat you like you’re the scummiest thing on the planet is one thing, having a loved one, someone that is supposed to be dear to you, protect you from anything and everything, treating you like that is completely different. Your self-respect, your view, your comfortably, your everything, is gone, crushed beneath the hope of resurfacing, crushed beneath the weight of distrust, crushed beneath unwanted emotion and grief, crushed beneath fowl play of abuse and unbroken promises. I’m crushed, I’m broken, I’m crushed beneath the weight of distrust, I’m filled with unwanted emotion and grief, my body scattered with abuse and unbroken promises. But I’m okay. My cracked, bloody lips

It sets you free. She prayed she and Beau and her siblings and friends stayed happy and loving in their relationships. They had been through a lot together. They broke each other yes, but they fixed those cracks with gold and it was beautiful. There was wonder in destructionand they had each other to get through the rubble of brokenness. *BREAKING YOU* *ThE end*

But the shadows couldn't speak. They never did And I did. I broke. Not all at once. Not in some dramatic collapse. But piece by piece. In the stillness. In the echo of his footsteps. In the hollow ache left behind by words I already believed were true. I had been rejected. Rejected not just by Bryan, but by the bond itself. By the very people fate claimed were mine. Aidan, Bryan and Callum. Each one had carved their indifference into me. And the worst part? I still wanted to matter to them.

What could i tell him. “Well, I don’t have much to tell you Idris. I was abandon as a baby to the orphanage. That was my home. For some reason year after year, i was never chosen by parents comming in to adopt. I could never understand why. What was wrong with me? Wasent i good enough. How come many other children were choosen and Iwasent? To make all matters worse, I had no friends for as long as I can remember. When I tried to make a friend, I choose wrong. He tortured me, beat me to within an inch of my life. Raped me every chance he got. It started when i was younger with just little things and escalated further. I was ashamed and knew I wouldn’t be able to get any help. I am broken Idri

Let your breath come in broken sobs—chest heaving, nipples still pulsing with every inhale. Feel your cunt still pulsing, still leaking, still ruined. Feel the cool wetness beneath you, the proof of how completely you broke. You did it. You broke for me. Every inch of you—your greedy pussy, your abused nipples, your shaking legs—marked by what we just did. And you’ll never be the same again. Your body knows who it belongs to now. Whenever you’re ready… whenever you think you can handle more… whenever that ache starts building again (and it will),