Justin Bieber Abuse Novels & Stories

"Hey, shh, shh little bug, it isn't your fault, those people were bad people, they were going to keep hurting people, you wouldn't have wanted all those other girls to get hurt, right?" Shaking my head I didn't protest as his hands cupped my face brushing each tear away as it fell. "I didn't want them to die either" I sniffled. "I know, I know, it's why I love you, you're so pure, so good hearted you think even the scum of the earth people like them deserve a chance." He sighed, brushing the front pieces of hair from my face. "Look Embry, take Justin for example, that guy would have raped I'd say around twenty helpless girls by the end of his first year in college, is that what you want?"

“That’s a lie! Justin cannot get close to a woman because of his illness!” “How are you so sure? Have you ever tried it? After all, a handsome and hot-blooded man like Justin, did you really think he wouldn’t think of a way to make it work? Do you think he would be able to live with the thought of being celibate all his life and do nothing about it? You are pretty innocent if you ask me, why do you think I am just waking up at this time.” Tania batted her lashes at Aubrey who felt like she was losing her mind.

I moaned and threw my head back when his free hand captured my round tits, squeezing lightly and filling me with waves of heat from the combination of his tongue and fingers. However, before I could get drowned again in his bubble of ecstasy and sin, I fought and pulled my body slightly away from his touch, eyes levelling on his heated and lightly irritated ones. "Answer me." I managed to keep my voice as firm as my locked gaze on him. He leaned back, expression hardening and a cool resolve in his gray eyes. "Fine, I'm Justin Bieber." That caught me off guard, and I had to bite my lips down to hold back from the quick burst of laughter that almost came out. His sharp eyes quickly followed th

His gaze fell upon her fingers intertwined with his, a testament to her unwavering support. Yohan couldn't help but reflect on his actions from the previous night, a tumultuous mix of alcohol, drugs, and the relentless grasp of his bipolar disorder. He had made a promise to himself to no longer inflict pain upon her, yet he found himself unable to keep that promise once again. This time, it wasn't his arrogance, but his profound sense of helplessness that had hurt her.

He's fairly damn good at his job and never disappoints me. I drained my glass in one go in anger. That bastard has to pay for hurting her. For ever having the guts to lay his filthy hands on her. "You are drinking too much, and it's so damn early for that." Liam commented, looking at me with curious eyes. I glared at him. "Fuck you." "Wow. You are grumpy all of a sudden. What's wrong?" I glanced at Liam and heaved a breath. "Jasmin is being abused by someone who is somewhat obsessed with her. This morning she had bruises on her face. A slap mark actually. The fucker tried to rape her."

She whispered in fear. Ash tensed against her and clenched his jaw. “Yes.” He said. Justin coughed and rolled around onto his stomach. His elbows pressed into the floor and blood spewed from his mouth but he still tried to get up. He looked up and his eyes doubled in size when he saw Jax’s face contort into that of an animal. His leg shot out and his foot landed on Justin's side, kicking him into the wall. Lola was screaming in the back, her voice pierced every pair of ears yet nobody did anything to stop the abuse.

Keller just wanted Justin’s little blood so that they can have DNA test but never know she could hurt him so much. Justin doesn’t know why but after hurting Keller is behaving like this so he again forcefully took his hands from Keller’s saying in a cold voice, “Miss Gasper no need to worry this is nothing I have been more than this from my childhood” Justin said this making Keller rise her head whose face was full of tears, she hurt Justin by mistake she only wanted few drop and Justin’s words made her cry more, from the data Carter get it is stated that his adopted father used to beat Justin after being drunk.

However, her past washed over her like downpour. She contemplated the manner in which Jasper and his friends had disregarded her chastity while they were with her. Even after she begged them for compassion, they continued to take turns sexually abusing her until they satisfied their insatiable craving. Even after she begged them for compassion, they continued to sexually abuse her.

“I told him when I went to our room earlier to change, a woman was pounding on his hotel room door and I’m curious how much his wife would want to know he was down here on the beach trying to fuck my fiancée.” She looked over her shoulder, her nose shriveled so far, she could smell her eyeballs, “someone is married to him?” “Focus, Presley!” He pinched her again. At this rate, her thighs were going to be covered in bruises. “Stop pinching me you abusive jackwad.” “Oh, I haven’t even begun to abuse you. You’re going to fix this.” “No. I’m not.” She grabbed her phone and boldly took a photo of the mark on her thigh and then sent it to her father.

"Harty won't you reply?" Harty shook his head sitting on the only chair in the room. "We'll be late if you don't hurry up" Justin dipped in the cloth into the water taking it out after he had slightly heated it up with his hand. He didn't want the cold to affect Harty along with the pain of the ugly bruises. Slowly and gently he started wiping at Justin's wounds. He heard hushed winces from his friend. "Sorry", he apologized even though it wasn't his fault he still felt guilty that he still couldn't convince Harty to get away from that abusive man he called his father.