Is My Girlfriend Manipulative Novels & Stories

“Or what? You’ll meddle in more of my relationships? Bring in more exes like this is some kind of twisted reality show? What’s next, cameras in my bedroom?” “Don’t be ridiculous.” “No, you don’t get to call me ridiculous! You’re the one pulling strings behind my back, making calls to people who have no business being here. Ciara? Seriously? After everything she pulled? You knew what she did to me. You knew how toxic that was.” “She was never the problem,” he said smoothly. “She was strong. Confident. The kind of woman who doesn’t fall apart after one message.” “She was controlling,” I shot back. “Manipulative. And you loved her because she let you control her too.”

As I met her coy, shy frame in those peasants clothes with fear in her eyes, it was all I could do to not scratch her eyes out. ‘You should be afraid.’ I'd thought back then. It didn't matter. I played the devoted friend for his sake, keeping my smiles in place and setting her at ease. Another plan set in place to intimidate her away using manipulation to play on her insecurities, all with a smile on my face. Him dating her didn't matter, whether or not she was the first official girlfriend he had. Either he'd get tired of her or I pushed her away. And it worked…until it didn't.

“Maybe I’m one of the bad ones, then.” “No, you just have a different approach. You’re at your best when you’re shitting yourself. You need to be pushed right to your limit before inspiration tells you what you need to do. Complete and utter despair is like your spinach. That’s why I’m so good for you. I can always get you there.” She began nibbling on my ear. Is that really what a good girlfriend is? So terrifying you’re always on the verge of a nervous breakdown? I pushed her away. Eventually. “I’d rather have less terror in my life and a demotion. Someone else can be in charge.”

"I sincerely understand where you are coming from but I want you to know that I am friends with Hailey and I cannot afford to let her down. We made a promise to each other and that will never change!" "We are just going around the circle and I know that you are too attached to her because of the way she is treating you. But I guarantee that those things that she is giving, she will use that against you! To manipulate you and she would ask you to do things even thought it is against your will!" "Don't worry I am not dumb enough to be manipulated like that. I am smart enough to know the difference between kind and manipulative person so I hope we should not misinterpret what I am saying here!"

And each of them has reached the maximum input. "Why do you damn want it? Is there some scandal that you're afraid I might see?" "Of course, there aren't. I'm not that person," "Are you sure you're not 'that' person? Your actions say the otherwise," he wants me to believe with what he said. A manipulator indeed. I know myself more than anyone else. No one can control me.

They see a trophy; they don’t see the monster beneath the polish. I’m sure she thinks I’m some “good guy” with a bit of an edge. She has no idea what I’m truly capable of. If she doesn’t know, I can dismantle her life piece by piece until she’s left with nothing but the memory of her own mistake. “Your girlfriend called, and I told her you were busy,” she said, her voice a forced, sugary purr that set my teeth on edge. “Don’t do that again. Don’t ever pick up my calls, Barbie,” I said.

I sometimes tend to forget how much of a feminist and an advocate for women's rights you are. "I'm not a feminist, I just tend to get passionate about certain things." Nora calmly replied. "You can deny it all you want, but I'll keep believing you are until you prove otherwise." Nora remained silent. "The answer to your question is simply MANIPULATION. It is a very powerful tool used in controlling humans, especially those who are prone to being easily manipulated. It's a mind control technique, and apparently he's skilled at that. Yes, money might be involved, but just as you said, that was only a bait to draw them in. He made them believe he cared about them, wormed his way into their live

“Wow. That’s harsh.” “What you did wasn’t just wrong—it was manipulative,” Greg said, eyes locked on hers. “You walked into my space after I said no. You touched me after I told you I was in love with someone else. And when Helena walked in, you stood there and smiled like it was a game.” Anna blinked. “I didn’t mean for it to look that way.” “But it did,” he snapped. “And you knew it would.” She scoffed. “Oh, come on. Are you seriously blaming me for your girlfriend being insecure?”

“Sweetheart, he might act like the perfect boyfriend now, but I know all his tricks. All his pressure points. All the ways he manipulates.” “You’re the manipulative one,” Justin growled. “And yet I had you wrapped around my finger for two years,” she snapped back. “And one sob story about being sick got you back on a plane with me.” Justin took a step forward, jaw clenched. “That was pity. Not love.” “Still worked, didn’t it?” she shot back. “And now little Joanna here is crying over pictures she didn’t even need to see if you’d just told her the truth.”

"Ronan, you're making a mistake.." "The only mistake I made was believing you actually cared about me instead of just using me as a weapon against Maya." I looked directly into one of the cameras filming us. "Let me be very clear for everyone recording this: Victoria Sterling is not my girlfriend. She never was my girlfriend. She's a manipulative woman who tried to use our past relationship to destroy someone I love." Victoria's composure finally cracked completely. "Someone you love? That little nobody who seduced her professor? Who's caused nothing but scandal and drama since she arrived?"