Fiction Books On Domestic Violence นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Krista nodded slowly. "The second is domestic violence," Rachel continued. "Page fourteen, clause nine. Physical violence enacted by either party against the other voids the protective financial clauses that would otherwise penalize early termination. The slap that reopened your hospital injuries, documented by Sophia's photographs and consistent with your discharge paperwork, satisfies this clause." The room was very quiet.

(Pregnant For The bully) first. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a steamy romance. it has sexual themes, dark themes and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again. Thanks for reading, you can all fasten your seatbelts for a rollercoaster of emotions, love, romance, family, lust and desire. Happy reading!

This includes, but is not limited to: Domestic abuse and physical violence Forced marriage and extreme possessiveness Non-consensual/forced sexual situations and breeding themes Explicit sexual content (18+) Very strong language and toxic dynamics ⚠️ READER DISCRETION IS HIGHLY ADVISED. If you are sensitive to these topics, please skip this book for your own mental well-being. This is a work of fiction meant for mature audiences only. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- 🇧🇷 ABOUT THE AUTHOR & TRANSLATION: I am a proud Brazilian author! I am translating this book into English so I can share this story with all of yo

Mine had already drained away, replaced by something colder, heavier—worry. My thoughts spun as I stared out the window. I couldn’t keep clashing with him like this. That ridiculous book, The Perfect Wife, flashed through my mind—its chapters on handling dominant men. Softness. Vulnerability. Subtle rebellion. A woman with fire, but without the flames. Sweet enough to draw in. Dangerous enough to chase.

This is a continuation of the "Sex Doctor (His submissive)" BOOK 2----THE SEX DOCTOR (HIS SUBMISSIVE)18+ (Prologue) I was used by the person I loved so much, I was murdered by my ex boyfriend that I never wanted back, I was raped and humiliated by two men...whom never got punished for their crimes. Everything I wanted in life never came true and do you know why? Because I can never have everything in life but nobody says that I can't have my revenge on people who used me.

"My father abused me for years. My stepmother embezzled millions. My stepsister conducted an affair with my fiancé while planning to institutionalize me. All of this is proven with evidence and testimony." "Yet the media focuses on old business decisions rather than current documented crimes. Why is that?" The question hung in the air. "I'll tell you why. Because it's easier to tear down a successful man than to acknowledge that powerful families get away with abuse. Because corporate warfare is sexier than the boring reality of domestic violence." I was on a roll now, the words flowing.

That was also true. And the unbearable part the part that put me on the kitchen floor at two in the morning was not that the two halves contradicted each other. The unbearable part was that they did not. I could hold both. I could be a woman who had been saved by a man and a woman who had been violated by the same man, in the same gesture, by the same attention, at the same time, and the two facts did not fight each other for room inside me. They simply both lived there. The same watching that had learned my flower was the watching that had learned my husband’s patterns well enough to break down my door at the one moment I needed a door broken down. The attention was the salvation. The atten

she says, flipping a page in the annotated copy beside her, “where the main character says, ‘I used to think love was supposed to hurt. Now I know it’s supposed to heal.’” I nod. Chelsea looks up. “Were you really in an abusive relationship, Viola? Or it was just a ploy to make your book popular.” The question slices through the room like cold air. I shift in my seat. My throat tightens. The silence isn’t long, but it’s loud. “Yes,” I say finally. “I was.” It hangs there, raw and awful. “I didn’t always realize it,” I continue, voice quieter now. “It wasn’t just bruises or yelling. It was the little things. The control. The isolation. The way I stopped recognizing myself in the mirror.”

I said with a blank look. “Speaking about work. Am currently working on a story and it really critical. Personally, am interested in it” “Hmm what is it about?” “Okay, a man have been maltreating his wife for the past 6 years now. Both physically, emotionally and sexually” “What the..domestic violence still happens?” I asked shocked as I forgot about the work I was busy with. “Like, I was surprised too. I mean, a man have no right, no fucking right to lay his hand on a woman..talk less of his own wife..”

I wanted a bit of silence when I called Tank to tell him the news. ***Authors note*** We find out a little bit of Rider’s back story here, what made him who he is today. Domestic violence is something that is still a major problem today. If you are suffering, or know somebody who is, there is help available. I am always available if you want a little chat 😊 Xoxo