Books About Romance And Abuse Novels & Stories

According to him, this book sharpened him more than he thought any book could. “Oh, and I am venturing into another book LETTERS TO MY RAP*ST, a book by bestselling author Fatima Ashabe… I'm not sure I pronounced the name right. It is a book written by a Nigerian author about rape victims, giving us a dive into their life after rape, it is such an emotional rollercoaster. Dad said I have to get mine because of the sticker on the back. Said it is about healing and stuff. I have to burn the paper after writing to my broken self and all. Said the book is not really about rape but about broken people..” Eli kept talking while David looked around the room.

They look good, nice and fluffy. “How are you feeling about last night?” he asks as he spoons some fruit onto his plate. “Any regrets?” “No, I don’t regret it. It was a lot for me. After everything that happened in my last relationship, I truly believed I would never let a man touch me again.” I answer honestly. “You keep referring to your last relationship and your ex, but you never tell me what happened? What did he do to you?” he asks softly. I look down at my plate, playing with my food. “I don’t want to talk about it. All you need to know is he was horrible, abusive and controlling.”

He didn’t want to hurt anyone ever again. The end of DOMINATED BY HIM, Check out my other book (Lost In Lust). Thank you awesome readers.

Author’s Note to the Reader Dear Reader, What you are about to step into is not just a love story. It’s a tangled web of passion, betrayal, secrets, and the quiet ache of discovering the truth behind the people we think we know. Jacqueline’s journey is one many of us know too well, the journey of holding on when we should let go, of chasing stability while craving fire, of mistaking comfort for love. Her story unfolds in layers: through the haunting grip of her dreams, the unraveling of a once-promising engagement, and the magnetic pull of a man who exists both in her subconscious and in the shadows of her waking life.

"Haven't I treated you right all these years?" "Treated me right?" I locked eyes with him. "You turned my hands into weapons, filled my nights with nightmares, and made me a slave to those pills. You call that treating me right?" He growled, "I saved you! My old man wanted you gone, but I convinced him to let you be! Without me, you'd be six feet under!" I shot back, saying, "Well, maybe I'd prefer that." He let go of my hand and jerked back as if he had touched a hot stove. For just a second, I caught a glimpse of pain flickering across his face before it vanished behind his usual icy facade.

Naya Hart If you just finished reading this, let's say a prayer together. Oh Lord, forgive me for I have sinned. 🙏🏽 And honestly? I am not even sorry. If you made it all the way to the end of Forbidden Desires — from Ruin Me Stepfather down to My boyfriend ,y stepbrother, you are built differently and I respect you deeply. 😭🖤 This book was never for the faint of heart. It was for the ones who read with the door locked and the brightness turned all the way down.

“I'll ruin it instead and with that he lifted her from the car, holding her to himself in an embrace. His member still inside her. Impulsively, Anna wrapped her legs around his waist, her arms hugging his broad shoulders to her. Author spread his legs, taking a firm stand. Suddenly he began pounding into her hole with speed. Anna could feel him hit her womb and her mouth hung open while her eyes rolled to the back of her head in pleasure. A loud sound echoed through the silence of the workshop and Anna cried out. Author spanked her ass again and again. Anna's legs stretched out, her hands still holding his shoulders in a desperate grip to get off.

She would scream that I was ruining her comfortable marriage, that I was a worthless, reckless burden who only brought chaos into her perfect life. My body trembled harder against the metal frame of the chair, the abrasive ropes cutting deeper into my skin, leaving raw, burning marks on my bound wrists every time I instinctively tried to pull away. Please… I don't want to die. I just want to go back to our secret world. I want to sleep securely sandwiched between their heavy bodies again, feeling Alexander’s gentle, reassuring kisses on my forehead and Damien’s strong, protective hands anchoring me to the bed. I want the chance to prove to them that I can be better, that I can be the partner

“I met Luis because of that debt I told you about. Then, still married to Doniel, I crossed paths with Charmaine. At first, she seemed like an incredible friend—but when I refused to expose my pup, her mask cracked. Her chosen mate helped me buy two books, MADDOX, and Lunatic’s Mate by the same author Meg Elly Gerena, that’s when he started looking at me in ways he shouldn’t, and I refused to break her marriage. That’s when distance grew between us. Then came Alanna. She entered my life around the time I stepped back from Charmaine. I first saw her speaking in a live stream—her bravery in leaving an abusive relationship drew me in. I admired her for it… until I learned she had married Luis.

His darting eyes scanning her exposed skin like a predator ready to hunt. "I am here to help you as your therapist." Those caring mercury eyes looking for a single ray of hope. "Then help me to smudge your scarlet lips all over my C****" * Slow burn * Erotic * Dark romance * Mafia romance A story of lust, love, betrayal, and loyalty. Read the book in next chapter.