My Beloved Oppressor Wattpad Novels & Stories

"They only started caring about me after they found out I was married to you. Only because I am now with a rich man" Looking down at their connected hands her expression only grew sad as she thought about what it was she was to this man. Raising her gaze back to him she asked with a sad expression. "Am I just unlovable?" She was convinced that she was just a hindrance in people's lives and a mere pebble in their life. That sullen look in her eyes, that look of despair and self-hatred. That, that broke Ethan's heart more than anything. In a sudden motion, he pulled her towards him and hugged her tightly.

He brushed off my attack and continued on with his story. “Once upon a time, there were two lovely mates that loved each other very much. They were the couple that everyone aspired to be. They were practically indestructible. Even in the face of the most powerful enemies, they were able to triumph with their love. They rejoiced and rejoiced, oblivious to the fact that not all of their enemies were dead. Like a fool he was, Dalton let his guard down and left his pretty little mate in my hands. I mean, what was I supposed to do? They already took everything from me! They took away my family, my friends, and MY SUPPOSED FUCKING TITLE! So, I had to take something from them too. It's just unfortu

"We could do that." "I am glad Victor is dead. I would have skinned him alive." The innocent timid girl he first met was gone, replaced by a warrior queen, made to rule by his side. "Can you forgive me?" She blurted all of a sudden. "There is nothing to forgive, moy lyubimyy." Strong thick fingers tangled in her soft brown hair. "Yes, there is. Please say yes." She argued. "Beloved..." He refused to let her punish herself for something his enemy did.

Thought so too , so in this book titled I love you am gonna put down all of my experiences , and note its gonna be in a detailed version. Question to ask : why was I sad and depressed Answer : I was brutally raped at age ten by my one and only uncle ( Fred ) who happened to be my dad's younger brother , sad right? , but that's the truth really. But you know , am not sad anymore why because, the sad incident made me meet the love of my life " Steven Damien " he is not only a good husband but also an amazing and loving father to our kids " Daniel and Daniella " i must say , they are the best things that ever happened to me and am really proud of them.

“Love was never on the table.” “Why? Because of that loser Daniel?” she pressed. “Are you really letting that fool dictate your view on love?” I turned my gaze away, “No, of course not,” I said, rising to my feet. “This has nothing to do with Daniel or that I never gave your men a chance. You are actually right they are nice men but I have no heart to offer any man, it stopped beating four years ago” I plainly stated and requested her to change the topic or I was going to leave.

Lynd opened one of the letters and began to read it. The most beautiful thing is your smile that you aim at the flowers and trees on the side of the road. It makes me want to know more about who you really are. The hardest thing and make me unable to turn away from you is the tears that run down your cheeks. I wish these fingers could reach out to wipe away those tears. Not just fingers, anything else I can give you. What makes me want to get closer to you and become a companion is your figure in the corner of the class reading a book. But I know you're not alone anymore. Seeing your cheerful face with friends, it relieves my heart and feelings.

When I needed my mate to accept me, all my master did was to reject me and now he wants me back after I have made someone else fall in love with me? With a smirk playing across the edge of my lips, i leaned into his embrace and also whispered, "You made me suffer for you, master. Why don't I have my own bit of cake by seeing you go through what I went through because of you?" I know I am still in love with my master because he is my mate, he is my bondage and more than anything. But here I am, foolishly walking back to the bed under his command. I don’t know what has come over me but I am unable to resist him, maybe it is because of the feeling surging they body:

how beautiful is that? A sigh of contentment left my lips, how good it's felt to love someone and be loved in return. For years I had been in Sander's bondage, I never thought in my wildest dream that I would be loved this much one day, that I would one day have a place I called home and also feel at home. Years of torment untill my demon alpha came in and elevate my suffering, he wasn't just a demon alpha but my joy giver, the one who I would love and worship for the rest of my life.

“So you just comfortably enjoy using your power to oppress other people you think you can control. That was why you got me to sign that contract before our wedding and that’s why you brought another contract for me to sign.” Charlotte inwardly cringed when she remembered the contents of the second contract he had given her to go through and sign. The contract that involved them taking their relationship to the next level and letting him touch her. It was still in her drawer, waiting for her to agree and sign them. “I don’t use my power to oppress people, Charlotte. I don’t know where you got that from,” he said and his smile finally disappeared. So he was okay with being called a horrible, a

I sat at the foot of the bed, staring at the door, my heart hammering in my chest. The sense of powerlessness wrapped me in a smothering blanket, making each breath a little more labored than the previous one. Noah had confined me to this apartment. His twisted form of love turned into prison. My situation was unmistakable—I was trapped, and the man I loved turned stranger, obsessed and unhinged.