Justin Bieber Abuse Novels & Stories

I said raising my voice, trying to compete with his loudness. "How could you just give something like this up! You are an ungrateful bitch!" He yelled taking me by surprise. Ungrateful? How could I thank him for wanting to turn me into the monster that he is. "This is not something I want, yes the power and fortune sounds amazing but I can't take this offer. I couldn't do that to Justin." I said whispering the last part. "Justin?" He asked out of anger. Fuck he heard me. "Justin Bieber?! How dare you even speak of him? That boy is completely vexing and maniacal." He spoke as more anger rose within him at the mention of his name.

‘Was this where she got hurt? He started to hear sirens, damn it, he needed to get her out of her. As she went to jab him again, he sidestepped her, and knocked her on the back of the head, she fell to the ground. Oliver scooped her up in his arms and took her back to the motel, slipping into her room unnoticed. He scribbled a quick note telling her that Bently Evens was dead, maybe it would ease her to know that one of her abusers was gone.

The man cries out, his voice expressing the pains he was going through. "That is exactly my aim. Let's see how you would continue harassing other women with just a single arm" Justin snapped angrily. "Crack!" Was the sound I heard before Justin released my abuser from his grip. He threw him to the ground forcefully and the man let out a loud cry. Before I could say anything, Justin forcefully grabbed me by the arm and dragged me to an isolated corner of the club. "What the hell?" I cursed, dragging my hand away from his grip.

I had not cried when I was beaten and cursed after I returned to the past, but the kindness of a stranger broke me. There were people in this world who cared about me. I needed to be brave enough to move on. I finished the apple slowly, leaned back against the pillow, and unlocked my phone. The top trending story was about a top student brutally abused by her family. The video showed me covered in blood while Jane stood beside me in a spotless white dress. It was a sharp contrast. The reporters always admired talent. They attacked my so-called resurrected parents and described them as villains who sided with their adopted daughter to abuse their own child and steal her achievements.

“When?! Do you really want to know Bettina! I think it still not obvious for you I lost every attraction to you. How can I be with a girl who is a murderer! You remember that your patient died because of your pride and stupidity! I am a top lawyer I will be caught dead seeing dating a Murderer!” A loud slap lands on Justin’s face. “How dare you saying that to me! You knew everything Justin. I didn’t kill anybody. I didn’t do any cause for my patient death. You knew that he’s body is not accepting the operation.!!!” My tears started to fall why is Justin being like this! This is not the man I used to love. He is evil! "Here we go again Bettina!!" Beep! Beep! That’s where my consciousness came

A fucked up power trip to humiliate the billionaire. Amber could feel her nails biting deeply into her clenched palms. She wondered all they had done to Grayson over those three days in the warehouse. The abuse and humiliation he must have suffered at their hands. And it was unlikely he would ever open up to her fully and tell her all he’d gone through. He’d try to protect Amber and not put any extra stress on her and their child inside her. But even if she couldn’t get him to talk to her or Leo, he was going to a fucking therapist if she had to drag him there by the balls.

I fucked two guys at once and loved every moment of it and now, I am listening to one of the guys say that he enjoyed it too. “I am glad you liked it.” I said shyly. He caressed my cheek even more softly. “You are so beautiful, Beth, so beautiful. You should be worshiped.” I smiled at his appraisal. “Thank you, kind sir.” I told him and leaned more into his touch. “At first, I thought that bastard was joking.” I smiled when he said bastard. Not even fucking a woman together on the same bed would make him stop calling Justin a bastard and I am sure Justin will still call him a loser once he gets out of the restroom.

“Goodness, that poor lady! She didn’t deserve to meet an asshole husband and bitchy homewrecker like that.” “What a joke! I knew that Jonas was a chauvinist pig. Does he think he’s a king? Ordering his manager to torture his wife like that!” “Isn’t that domestic abuse? We should put both of them behind bars!” “People like them don’t deserve to appear in the public eye.” … Now it was their turn to withstand the rain of insults. At the same time, an unknown number blew up my phone. I eventually answered. “Did you do this, Jeanine?”

"He pinned me down, stripped me while I pretended to fight. But god, Jenna, his hands... rough and demanding. He made me undress him, pull down his pants to free that thick cock. Then he ate me out, his tongue lapping at my clit until I came screaming into the pillow. I sucked him off after, gagging on his length while he called me his cocksucking slut. And the anal... he stretched me with his fingers, lubed me up, then thrust in deep, pounding until I begged for more. His dialogues are so sinful—'You're mine to fuck whenever I want,' 'Milk my cock with your tight ass.' It's twisted, but my body craves it." Jenna squeezed my hand, her face pale. "This is abuse, Clara. Manipulation. Even if p

"I mean Miss Candy, yeah, whatever. It's not fun if it's not with you. Near you was OK. With you was awesome. Don't you dare apologize to me for that shit." I hesitated. "Even... with your sister?" "Dude. That's some next level shit. That's not just fantasy slut. That'sfetish slut. Thicc-ass pawg-ass incest bi-ass shit. And that look in your eyes when you..." She licked her lips. I wasn't even sure it was deliberate. "That's the fucking stuff, yo." "OK, so... then I guess I don't get the thing with Justin. What the fuck, Abbie?"