Mate Abuse Novels & Stories

"That's parentification. They made you the parent. They made you responsible for their financial and emotional wellbeing. And that's not normal, Claire. That's abuse." The word again. Abuse. "But they didn't hit me," I say. "They didn't—it wasn't like that." "Abuse isn't just physical. There's emotional abuse, financial abuse, psychological manipulation. What you're describing is all of those things." She leans forward slightly. "Claire, your mother drained your bank account without permission. That's theft. Your father pressured you into a marriage to settle his debts. That's coercion. Your sister manipulated you while you were medically vulnerable. That's exploitation. These are all forms

“I'm sorry, man.“ “If sorry was gonna fix this, I wouldn't have punched you now, would I?“ I seethed. “You fucking porn addict!“ “Take it easy with the low blow,“ he groaned. Of course, he hated being called a 'porn addict'. He thinks the name was disparaging. He'd rather be referred to as a 'casanova'. “I would have sent you straight to hell right now if you weren't my Beta!“ “C'mon Ryder, you're overreacting!“ “Overreacting?! Are you fucking kidding me?!“ I grabbed his collar in a chokehold, bringing him so miserably close to feel every inch of my ragged breathing. “Ryder–“ “I just watched my mate get smacked on her face. She was so freaked out that I think my suspicion was right after all

Through the tears and bruises, she clung to the hope that one day she would break free from this vicious cycle of abuse. However, as the abuse persisted, Sia's spirit started to waver. The physical wounds began to mirror the emotional scars she carried within. The constant barrage of violence eroded her self-esteem and shattered her belief in the goodness of humanity. She felt utterly alone and abandoned, unsure of where to turn for help. Lara, Sia's sister, attempted to rescue Sia from the relentless cruelty of their aunt. The aunt's vicious and unjust behavior caused continuous distress to Sia. She physically abused her, subjecting her to beatings and attempting to inflict emotional pain.

It didn’t take long before I found her mother. Her mother’s chosen mate had not just beaten her mother until she was near death, but he also cut her throat with a silver knife. When he finished, he approached Lena, “Now no one is stopping me.” That was when the emotional and physical abuse turned into attempted sexual abuse. It was only because she had been taking our self-defense classes that he was not successful.

I'm afraid of my mate seeing the abuse I endured, even if it was for a short amount of time, Amber was controlling me, and the bruises on my body were gone, but the ones left mentally were still prominent, I didn't know how to make those disappear. The first person who came into the office was just a young woman, she said her current pack are abusing her, she even had injuries on her body, ones that her wolf didn't have enough time to heal her from, I looked at Micah, I saw the pitty and compassion in his eyes, he wants to help her, but he won't just take her in, he got to run a full background on her first. The person who walked in next had me freezing in place, it is a him, he looked at me

"Children who are abused often maintain loyalty to their abusers, especially when they've been isolated from other relationships. Riley's entire understanding of love and family has been warped by trauma." "The therapist we find for him is going to need therapy after dealing with all of this," Lyn said grimly, still turning the empty vial over in his hands. "The level of magical abuse he's suffered... I've never heard of anything like it. Using a child as a test subject for torture magic is beyond evil."

Adam notices a total of 3 bedrooms in the apartment. Amy glares at Jamie when he stumbles upon a coffee table that makes unwanted sounds. Jamje whispers a "sorry ", Amy rolls her eyes at the tallest among them. Adam signals them to stop with his hand when his ears pick up the noises of someone crying. More specifically a kid crying and screaming for help. Adam's blood boils at that, he can already imagine what's happening. The thing he hates the most in the world is child abuse maybe because he was a victim of it. You fully understand the severity of any situation when you can relate to it.

The way the animal sang and pleaded to be at the forefront so that he could drape himself over her body and shield her from the world. Marcus had come close to letting it out when Mr. Hardison had yelled at his wife, and it had taken every single shred and strand of self-control he’d had in him to simply hold the man’s arm in place instead of leaping over and ripping the man’s tiny head from his stupid neck. How dare he lay anyone lay their hands on their loved one like that? Marcus could hardly fathom the reasons. Realistically, he understood the psychology behind abuse, but internally it simply made no sense. It went against every bit of shifter instinct that he’d been born with. If you lo

"She should have left the first time he hit her. Why would she stay in an abusive marriage and tolerate such shitty treatment?" "In many cases, abusers are masters of manipulation. They may shed a tear while begging for forgiveness and even apologize on their knees after each violent outburst. Such tactics can make it challenging for the victims to resist their pleas, especially if children are involved. Societal norms and parental beliefs can also pressure victims to stay in abuse. Some parents think it's normal for couples to fight and fail to realize that they themselves are in abusive relationships too. Some even feel that their child getting a divorce would bring shame to the family. Th

“He’s a wolf, right missed explaining my encounter with Leo. Pretty sure Alvin killed Leo, he was covered in blood, and Oliver stated that Leo would no longer harm me again. Leo’s an Alpha, one of my abusers, Alvin would have to be a wolf to have any chance. I think Oliver had him kill Bently too.” “Shit,” breathed Trevor. “It seems like you’re coming across a lot of these abusers, and they all seemed involved in this trafficking.” “I’m getting the same gest,” agreed Raven. “They’re all young, look similar to you.” “You think I was the model for the girls? I was just another one to their games. I happened to be a little bit more lucky, in that they did not sell me, only left me for dead.” “R