Abusive Relationship Novels & Stories

"Love uplifts. Makes you better. Gives you freedom. Possession traps. Makes you smaller. Takes freedom away. Lucas made Rachel smaller. Kieran makes me bigger. That's how I know." Ethan nods slowly. "So when I like someone, I should make them bigger? Not smaller?" "Yes. A good partner supports you. Encourages you. Celebrates your successes. Doesn't compete with you or diminish you. Doesn't make you choose between them and other parts of your life." "Lucas made Rachel choose," Elara explains. "Between him and her friends. Between him and her family. Between him and herself. He wanted her completely dependent. Completely isolated. That's abuse, not love."

The beast was no longer trying to resurface. “Any kind of abuse, especially among women, is strictly prohibited,” he stated. “What if a woman is the abuser?” What if it is your woman? “What will you do, Beta Maddox?” “Punish her. What else? No one is above or below the law.” “Even if it includes your Sabrina?” “Sabrina? Why the heck is her name dragged here?” It was clear that the beta did not have any idea what his woman had been up to. And I did not want to be the first one who would tell him. He might think that I was trying to destroy their relationship all because of my bitterness for being rejected by him.

But Rafael carefully took my face and made me look at him. "You don't have to be ashamed. You were a victim of a sadist. You weren't to blame for the attacks you suffered; you didn't allow it, you weren't weak!" Rafael spoke firmly but with affection. "Hannah, what you experienced, unfortunately, is the reality of many women. Unfortunately, there are cruel and cowardly men in the world. But it was in no way your fault! And getting out of a toxic and abusive relationship is one of the hardest things there is, because toxic and abusive men take everything from women; they take away self-esteem, willpower, decision-making power, they take away freedom. You don't

Did you ever get to meet Roland? “Yes, of course. A couple of times.“ “Whoa, really? Uh, can you tell me about him? What was his relationship with Hara like? Were they a dotting couple?“ “Hell no. Roland is a monster and all he gave Hara was hell. That's why I advised her to escape from him. She came here to stay away from her abusive mate,” “Abusive?!“ My voice attained a rather forceful and menacing height. “You wanna enlighten me on that?“

It will take quite a while, but she knows that she will be able to do it. “It’s just a dream.” She starts telling herself repeatedly, trying to calm down. “It is just a very bad nightmare that I will soon forget again.” And in her head, the memories of the relationship that she was reminded of, she picks on them one by one and erases each memory. Her ex-boyfriend was not only physically abusive but also mentally and emotionally damaging. He constantly belittled her and made her feel worthless. And when their relationship ended, he made sure to leave her with massive scars both on the inside and outside.

Sometimes we just want to be quiet and lie down, or maybe just feel the presence of the person. This is loving. It is the consistency of knowing how to be patient when faced with all feelings. In the face of anger, frustration, tiredness. In the same measure that it exists for the joy, empathy and growth of the two people. We usually associate love only with good things, and this is the big mistake. The more we focus on the good things, the worse your relationship will become. It will get to the point where bad things become commonplace for you. Be it a rude remark or an inappropriate order. This is how an abusive relationship is born. The man begins to domina

But before I do that, maybe I can talk some sense into Tabby and she will realize how insane this situation actually is. “Tabby,” I begin gently, “Your Alpha is not a good man. I know that I don’t know him. But I saw what he did to your arm. I saw that he enjoyed it. And he won’t even let you find a mate. This is an abusive situation. Why are you putting up with this? Can’t you see that you deserve better?” I can see her struggling with what I’ve said to her. I understand that this can’t be easy for her to hear, but I’m worried about her. No one deserves to be treated this terribly.

I'm reminded of the bruise I saw a few days earlier on her ankle. "We should go to the police," I inform her of the best possible option if I'm not the one to punish Kevin. I keep my steady gaze fixed on her troubled expressions. She shakes her head. "No," she says, perplexed. "Kevin is not …" "An abuser?" I say the word for her. "Any person who inflicts physical or emotional harm is an abuser, whether it's someone you love or someone you don't know." "I don't love Kevin," her response is immediate. "Not anymore," she whispers to herself. "And believe me, Plinio, seeing him this way tonight, I don't think I know him at all."

“Don't know, hey. Mama has very strong views on the sanctity of mate bonds so she's probably going to give Luca hell for rejecting you. She was mated to my arsehole father for twenty four years, and stuck with him and his abuse until he died, never complaining and never speaking badly of him. Luca and I hated him, but Mama loved him until his dying day. She's probably the only one to still visit his grave.” His father was abusive? I felt instant pity for Valenti, having seen the effects of abusive relationships over the years. Sarah, a waitress who I had worked with, had been in a relationship with a guy who used to beat her. She'd come to work with heavy make

Yet, she couldn't picture herself with him in a romantic way again. After asking her to be his breeder, Morana couldn't find an ounce of respect for him. Brandon had not just calling her his whore, but forced her to remain confined in the dark basement. His words stung; his actions hurt. Maybe it was because of the mate bound. She didn't know much about the mate bond, but Morana hated how it made her fell. She hated that he had hurt her.