Quotes About Abusive Dads Novels & Stories

He accepted the mug and took a long sip, eyes distant. “Tell me more,” I said quietly. “About your father. About what happened after Marcus.” Aiden stared into his coffee like it held answers. For a long time, I thought he’d shut down. Then the words came, slower and heavier than yesterday. “My father wasn’t just abusive. He was strategic. He’d build me up in front of investors, my brilliant son’ then destroy me in private for the smallest mistake. Grades. Sports. Anything. When I started my first company at twenty-two, he tried to sabotage it. Called in favors, spread rumors. Said it was to ‘toughen me up.’” Aiden’s grip tightened on the mug. “I cut him out completely after that. Haven’t sp

The burly man is already worried about his wife, even though there is no love in their marriage relationship. Abigail Laurentia Verz: “Dad! I am tired of all your authoritarian attitudes! Did you think that I want to be born as your child, huh? You must look in the mirror first before suing others! I wish I was born as an orphan, so I would not be here and talk shit with you!”

Knox said, politely clutching his fingers on the spoon he was holding. “Why?” my dad asked. “Am I hurting your feelings, jerk?” he laughed like a villain, which sort of suits my father in that atmosphere. “Tell me which part you didn’t like. Even if you don’t like it, you can’t change that. Your parents were murderers and bloody rapists, and you are their sons. I don’t expect anything less from you. Go ahead, kill someone; that’s in your blood, after all, isn’t it?” “Honey, I think you have enough to drink for the night.” My mum pulled away the wine glass from my father. “Relax, honey.” She was hesitant, and so was I.

Liam asked dangerously, I could feel his aura surge around him. "I thought he liked me." Damon murmured, confused. How do I tell you both that my father is a twisted, mentally abusive misogynist and a class A asshole? "So, if Mr Jacobs hadn’t interfered, things could have been different?" Damon murmured, frowning. "Forget Dad, for now. Liam it's your turn." I said, thinking I would deal with Dad myself. "This conversation isn’t over." Liam said, and I knew it wasn’t. He had already been pissed with Dad last time and this was even more personal. His eyes seemed to turn even colder as he turned his gaze to Damon.

Charles added. “Regardless of what was or what was not, you don’t say stuff like that about a lady. The words you used on Tracy not only hurt her but also crushed her soul. And do you know what those words did to me? They perforated my ability at fatherhood and signalled my failure as a man” his dad said as tears rolled down his face. “And when did you start drinking? Last night you were a total mess when your friends brought you home,” he asked and further probed. “At my age, you do all these to me. Do you want to kill me?”

"No he wouldn't do that in fact he apologized earlier on the phone for being mad. I am just afraid of losing him." "Highly doubted that will happen the past is gone the future uncertain and only now is happening. If he can't accept that then he don't deserve you." "Well said Jason you look breath taking baby" her daddy said as he walked in. "Oh Daddy your just biaest" and they laughed. "May I have a word alone with my daughter?" J quickly kissed the top of Mack's head and went to the other room. "You do know that emotional abuse is just as damaging maybe more so?"

“And if I refuse. I have a business I still need to run.” “That didn’t seem much of a problem when you ran off earlier. I suppose you went to Victoria,” stated Stefen, Oliver didn’t say anything. “Young love, Oliver. I know girls like Victoria, when she tires of you, or gets what she wants, she will leave. Then all you will have will be Claire. She is strong, treat her right.” “You mean like you treated mom, or was that more of a Victoria thing?” Stefen was up in Oliver’s face, seething, grabbing the front of his shirt, “Your mother was a whore.”

My life as the heir to a million-dollar corporation has been a never-ending struggle. My father, the corporation's ruthless leader of Maverick's & Co, has made my life a living hell. He's constantly reminded me that I'm not guaranteed the company, that he can give it to someone else if I don't meet his expectations. But that's not even the worst part. My father's verbal and physical abuse has scarred me. I've witnessed him beating my mom, justified by his twisted belief that "women are meant to be submissive." I'll never forget the night I intervened, and he turned on me, saying, "You're weak, you love too much, and that's why you're so soft,and why I don't want you to lead my company."

She asks and I arch a brow. "Owning the majority of Manhattan?" I tease and she laughs a bit. "Yeah, that." She jokes, I flip over the chicken. "My father used to be one of the biggest attorneys here, in Manhattan." I start. "He was the most abusive fuck to ever walk the planet, he would rape my mother, abuse her and me, but he was so experienced by the time I was born he never left a mark." I tell her and she looks at me with such sadness.

A truth so hard to accept. Mom lets out a brief, bitter laugh. "I guess I have a fetish for horrible husbands. Well, except for Rupert..." And yet he died just like the rest of them. "If Dad did was so emotionally and physically abusive, why didn't you leave? I know you will say it was for me but why didn't you file for divorce when I was older? Why?" "I thought I was nothing without him," she says quietly. "I was so wrong..." ÷÷÷÷÷÷