Curvy Quinn Facial Abuse Novels & Stories

Quinn and Quincy nodded. "See! They've agreed to it what else are you trying to find out. It is obvious that you are training future murderers and assaulters!" She yelled at them as Layla instantly dropped Quinn while was sitting on her laps and stood up to face the woman that don't know how to control her mouth. "Seems like your mouth needs stitches, I have needle and trade. Should I help you or will you control it by yourself. Huh!" She dragged her collar and asked in anger.

ALLISON. “Cursed? Quinn, what are you talking about?” I asked in confusion. Quinn struggled to reply, her eyes fluttering as if every part of her body was ready to shut down. She opened her mouth, but no sound came out. Panic surged through me as I watched my cousin—my Alpha—reduced to this fragile state. I’ve never seen her this weak in my life, not even when we were kids! Quinn was a warrior, a fierce leader, a champion in every sense. Seeing her like this made my heart ache; it felt surreal, as if I had fallen into a nightmare from which I couldn’t wake up.

“Please… let me go.” “No, can't do. Quinn’s woman right? I heard no one touches his stuff. That bastard has been a pain in the ass for years. Getting at you, is just the beginning of my revenge.” He stuck his hand higher, I felt them right on my vagina. “No!!” “Please!!!”

It was my way to shrug off the silence treatment Quinn was giving me since the first period. What have I done to deserve this kind of abuse from her? Did she forget that she invited me over this Sunday? Had she already find out that I was really an unfaithful bitch who cheated on my doll every year? I almost leaped up at my own place when I felt a hand touching my thigh. As my eyes grew wide in surprise, my head snapped at Quinn beside me. I swallowed, seeing her beauty as sunbeams against the ominous surrounding. The iridescent lights from the movie illuminated her hazel green eyes which were now holding a different blend of concern while she gazed back at me. I took off my earphone from my

"I don't know who your father is, but I will help him clean up that potty mouth of yours right now!" Hearing Frank's diss, Ms. Quill could pass out from sheer frustration. She had been pampered like a princess since a child and had certainly never been subject to such abuse! "I'll kill you, Frank Lawrence, you subhuman piece of—" Smack! Frank slapped her viciously across the face again. "Guess that mouth is still potty. Not a problem—keep yapping, and I'll keep straightening you out!"

“You…it’s you. I want y-you to do it.” “Then assume the position.” Quinn turned around, her hand trembling as she placed them against the wall again. “Arch your back.” She acquiesced, listening as he unzipped his zip and feeling as one of his hands spread her cheeks. “I told you, didn’t I? I told you if you f*cked around I’d f*ck this p*ssy up and redden these cheeks…don’t cry, I’m only doing what I promised.”

I said, my voice gathering a strength I didn't know I had, a cold, vibrating fury, "is the 'lie' I told. This is the 'injury I faked'. This is the 'mutilation I did to myself'." I turned, slowly, to face them. I didn't pull the tunic up. I let them see the front, the way the bandages had wrapped around my ribs. I looked straight at Quinn. Her mask was gone. The perfect, grieving victim was gone. Her face was a sickly, greenish-white. Her eyes were wide, not with sorrow, but with the cornered, venomous fury of a snake. "She's lying!" she shrieked, the sound tearing the air. It was no longer a beautiful, tragic wail. It was a screech. "It... it was rogues! A... a punishment from her old pack!

The guy slapped me so hard that I fell on the floor in a loud thud. Arhhhh I grimaced in pain as I felt my waste bone shifts. It hurt so much. "How dare you?" I felt pulled by the hair and I was met with a pouch on the face, it was the stranger. he pouch and kicked me on my stomach till blood starts spilling out of my mouth and nose. I was now very weak, unable to struggle. He took advantage of it and slammed me against the floor then he came into me. This time I couldn't struggle, I just remained still and allow tears flow freely. He looked at me in pleasure moaning as he thrust into me angressively. The rate at which he moved is enough to devour my Virginia and make me bleed to death cau

Quinn's parents never let me set foot into their family home. "We gave you our daughter, but you can't even touch her and give us a grandchild. You're an embarrassment to the Rowan family!" I swallowed every insult, dragged myself through those years like a man crawling through mud, hoping and praying that one day things would return to normal. 'Quinn, how the hell are you ever going to repay me for five years of real love?' I didn’t have the strength to confront her. Not then. Not after all this. Numb and barely conscious of my own body, I stumbled back toward my hospital room and pulled out my phone. My hands shook as I dialed a familiar number.

Marisol Reyes is the strongest fighter her pack has ever trained and yet still not enough. When her father's council rejects her as Luna material for reasons that have nothing to do with her strengths she leaves. She finds a healer's den in Ashworth territory, a family and an Alpha who looks at her like he's already decided. Kade Ashworth isn't confused about what he wants, he is just waiting for her to believe she's allowed to want it too. Her old pack isn't done with her and the truth behind her mother's death is about to pull her back into a fight she never chose.