Painful Books Novels & Stories

, I mumbled and about to get up from my bed but I winced when I felt the pain in my right hands and my right shoulder. And my eyes widened when I saw my hands and feet in chains. " What is this? Hey, let me out of here! What are you doing to me?", I screamed but no one heard me. My voice echoed inside my room. I keep struggling from the handcuffs. "Ahhhh!!!", I screamed again. "I'm not crazy! I will kill all of you!", I whispered with my vicious gaze.

Although no sort of torture will make up for what that man did, at least this will give everyone affected a chance to inflict the most pain they possibly can, pushing their own off their shoulders and onto his. END OF BOOK 1 Book two coming???? You decide in the reviews! Hope you all enjoyed!

I watch him get dressed and walk out. It fucking hurts, and I've never read a book that describes it as has been painful and hurting. It might say it stings slightly, but nothing like what I felt.

Nothing, it was all blank but the pain in my heart spoke a different story. It was so intense and familiar that it felt like an old friend I had carried with me for evermore. The kind of friend who is toxic, one who only gives you pain but still you can't let go of them. Because they are the only one who don't let you be alone in the untold darkness. The pain reminded me of the reason I lived for. But the irony is that the reason was something I couldn't remember. My hand touched the book beside the pillow, still open on the page I was reading. One word so bold that it caught my eyes' instantly.

“How’s the pain?” “I’ll live.” I grunted as I picked up the books she had dropped to distract myself from the pain of her checking over my injuries. “I found those on Stephanie’s bookshelf.” She chuckled. “Thought you could use something to keep you busy. I picked that one because the author has my name.” I looked more closely at the books she had brought, chuckling when I saw that one was titled ‘The Rogue Queen’ by Rory McCauley-Hayman. I waved the second book titled ‘Breaking The Bond’, in the air.

There's are a few themes which will be present in this part unlike the last, there are: 📌child molestation, 📌incest, 📌suicide 📌rape, 📌explicit content. 📌dark 📌violence I am writing this book because I felt people need to know. *This chapter might cause people to be triggered read with caution and no rude comment* Thank you . "You think your pain and your heartbreak are unprecedented in the history of the world, but then you read. It was books that taught me that the things that tormented me most were the very things that connected me with all the people who were alive, who had ever been alive." ~James Baldwin

The whole book went bad and I couldn’t save it. The book got me angry because I couldn’t read a thing from that book. Even the title went bad and was not readable. I felt really angry. I went crazy. There was an energy in me that was awoken. I tried to fight back, but the bullies hurt me even more. They battered my face and the harder I try, the more beaten I receive. The pain and kicks were getting more worse. I knew I shouldn’t fight back. See? But my book. How could they hurt my books!

, I just clearly stated that I was fine" I shouted at her . I watched as she shivered as she heard my tone , I could tell she was frightened. She left immediately and I breathed out in relief for joy, " Women are just a pain in the neck". I smiled as I thought of how my future was going to be bright after I take over Mr. Axl's wealth. Talking about pain I felt my head hitting so hard and I knew it was because of the way I shouted. I rushed to my drawers as I searched for pain killers and luckily for me I found some tablets and quickly swallowed it with the water I saw on my desk.

He was violent, and all I felt was humiliation from his abusive behavior. Sadist. My husband is a sadist. He took pleasure from inflicting pain while penetrating me. I can’t believe it. I fucking can’t believe this is happening to me. All these years, I was blinded by his fake act, by the blinding brightness of his personality. He is not the same person I met. No, he tricked me to believing he is a good guy without flaws. And clearly, he is not. All I wanted was a happy life with a complete family I can love and take care of. What did I do wrong to deserve this?

She could barely think straight, her body wracked with pain. Groaning softly, Katie tried to focus on anything but the agony that consumed her. The weight of the past few hours—the fight with Garrett, the cruel words, the tension, and now this overwhelming pain—felt like too much. It was as if her body had betrayed her, holding onto the anguish that she couldn’t escape from. Just then, the sound of footsteps echoed down the hall, faint but unmistakable. The heavy door to her cell creaked open, and a young girl appeared, her face pale with worry as she saw Katie's condition.