Domestic Violence Romance Novels Novels & Stories

She explained and my eyes widened. It was a usual occurrence to find out that a man or woman had violated their mate. Domestic violence also occurred among our kind no matter how much our relationships seemed to be, even if they were made by the moon goddess herself. We were flawed just like mankind and violence was a huge part of us so it was not so unusual for violence to occur in a home. Sadly, most of the targets are usually women as we are seen to be weak and frail men take advantage and strike down at their mates. A disgusting act that would be hidden with threats.

She raised her brows. “Seriously?” He narrowed his eyes at her. “Yes, seriously! Ah yous should check it out too, come I’ll read it out to you, it’s great!” She clapped her hands in excitement. “No thank you, you know I don’t read romance,” He shook his head. “But it’s a unique one,” She protested, “A popular mystery/thriller writer is thrown inside her own novel! How cool is that?” “Hmm?” he raised his brows. “Did it pick your interest?” She wiggled her brows. “Ah, the guy has the same name as you, by the way,” She added.

I cried. “Or maybe you’re afraid he’s going to throw you down and rape you because he just can’t control his raging hormones,” she went on moodily. “Or maybe you think he’ll try to woo you away from your husband, because what a pity that would be.” She rolled her eyes. “You do realize he’d never harm you, or disrespect you, or even remotely try to get you to do anything you don’t want to do, right?” “I… Of course, I know that. I just—”

However, Chris had not made any moves in the few days they had been married, which made Paige on edge. Now, Chris’ revenge had begun. She could finally relax. Paige was ready to face anything Chris had in store for her. She had read her fair share of romance novels, so she knew a thing or two about how male protagonists could hurt female protagonists. Chris took his lover out in public and acted intimately with her to rub Paige’s face and insult her. It was one of a domineering CEO’s common tactics to get to his woman. However, Chris could only torment her body. He would never get to her mentally.

George said, "What?" Lucas asked, "A love novels catalogue?" Charles asked, "Did you send it to the wrong place? Did you actually plan to send it to your girlfriend instead?" Christin said, "Girls like to read domineering CEO related romance novels. Dear guys, please read them carefully, study them, and try your best to please or flatter your wife. This is a catalogue of a collection of series I specially chose of storylines about how to spoil the girlfriend. I excluded those storylines that break somebody's heart as I definitely couldn't bear to do that.

Especially not her husband. Lord Grant had approached intimacy like duty. Quick touches in dark rooms. Cold hands. Mechanical affection was offered only for the possibility of producing an heir. Arabella had spent three years believing perhaps passion simply did not exist for women like her. But now— Now merely remembering Edwin’s gaze made heat curl low inside her stomach. She rose suddenly from the chair. Restless. Achingly restless. Her heart pounded harder with every passing moment until finally she could no longer remain trapped inside the manor.

I absolutely despise when this side of Seth makes an appearance. I wiped the stray tears from my eyes “I fucking hate this” I let out my frustration as I pushed my way upstairs, throwing myself onto my bed in dire need of comfort. I have never cheated on him nor have I ever thought of doing such a thing. so why does he accuse me of such things? Hell, I'm still a virgin I haven't even gave my virginity to Seth. If I won’t give my virginity to him then why does he think I would give it to Stefan? Or any of the other boys he has accused me of doing in the past. I screamed into my pillow allowing the tears to fall, there was no point in keeping them in. what was the point in a relationship if th

"I have photos, medical records, witnesses. I want to file for divorce and get a restraining order." I study the woman across from me, and all I can think about is how weak she looks. How pathetic. She's letting some human man control her life, and now she wants me to fix her problems when she could easily fix it. I mean she could just kill him. If she did, I would gladly take her case and make sure she wins. "Mrs. Mart, I'm going to be honest with you," I say, shuffling through her papers without really looking at them. "Cases like yours are difficult to win. Domestic violence claims are often he-said-she-said situations, and judges tend to be skeptical."

No part of this work may be reproduced, distributed, or transmitted without the author’s written permission. This is a dark romance collection. In these stories, you will be fascinated by the dominance, fierce desire, obsession, and all-inclusive encircling control exerted by strong and powerful men. Love is gritty, problematic, and will test every last boundary. While walking into this journey…powerful and obsessive love will spark and thrill you, I beg you to take care of yourself while reading. Your physical and emotional safety is my number one priority, and if the passion at any point becomes too much, I encourage you to take a break. POINT OF VIEWS

“You are my home.” They moved together like they’d never been apart, like they knew every rhythm of each other’s bodies. The pace was slow, sensual—more about connection than conquest. Every kiss, every touch, was an apology, a promise, and a declaration. When it finally washed over them, it did so in waves—breathless, shuddering waves that left them gasping, clinging to each other in the aftermath. Dominic rolled to the side, pulling her into his arms, holding her like something sacred.