Romance Novels With Physically Abused Heroines の小説・ストーリー

I lift my head, get to my feet and walk out of the room, Noah quickly falls in next to me and says, “She nearly killed herself again didn’t she?” “Yes.” “What did she do this time?” “Maybe you should come see for yourself.” He then followed me back towards the dungeons, however, we didn’t get there as the female warriors along with all the female and male Omegas and low-ranked warriors that were being beaten and abused were all healed of their physical wounds and were slowly making their way out of the dungeon entrance, down the tunnel and into the dining hall. Even with our dominant Alpha auras suppressed as much as possible some still flinched as they passed us, showing that some will stil

He fucked her hard, sending electric shivers in her body. By the time it was over, her entire body ached—especially between her legs. She lay in the bathtub, filling it with warm water to ease the soreness. Josè’s idea of intimacy was a mix of possession and punishment. Whenever he was angry, he took it out on her body. That was his pattern. Sometimes she enjoyed it. Sometimes he went to extreme that all she could feel was pain. Sometimes it wasn't sex, it was torture. She wondered about the detective he wanted dead.

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“He only kisses me when he’s drunk. Otherwise, I’m just a shadow to him.” The words punched me in the gut. It was like reading my own thoughts. Page after page was filled with confessions. Pain. Craving. Punishment. There was obsession written between every line, both hers and his. And it was Caelum. She called him C. It was always C. I read until my eyes burned. Until my legs went numb. Until I felt like I knew her—or maybe I was her. Reborn. Replaced. What the hell happened to her?

He stood in the doorway. The light from the hallway framed him like a dark angel. He looked down at me. "You think you can leave me?" He laughed. Then he pointed a finger at me, shaking it slightly. "You think some other Alpha wants Marcus Blackwood’s broken mate? You’re mine, Rhiannon. Only mine! You’ll always be mine! No one will take you. No one will want you. You’re damaged goods." The words hit me harder than the slap. Damaged goods. That’s all I was to him. A possession that got dented.

The morning light filtered through the arched windows of the estate, but for Ortensia, the brightness felt like an intrusion. Every muscle in her body ached, a physical manifestation of the trauma from the night before. Vito’s words… ungrateful whore, echoed in her mind louder than the sound of the birds outside. It wasn't just the verbal assault, it was the way he had asserted his dominance afterward, the punishmen of throat fucking her… forceful oral sex that left her feeling like a stranger in her own skin.

Novalee lay there. Guards still holding her down until her struggles stopped and they released her. Covered in blood. Tears streaming. The knife still embedded in her abdomen. The child dying inside her while Dante's violation leaked from her body. No more Red Bride. No more Novalee. Just rage. Pure. Consuming. Maternal. Something new was born in that moment. In that pain. In that loss. In that unbearable violation. Something without a name yet. Something that would destroy everything.

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ISABELLA 🌸 I hated it. I hated the way my body remembered him when my mind was supposed to hate him. Damien wasn’t someone I needed to be around, not after every form of abuse he’d made me endure. Until the last one that broke me, compelling me to leave without looking back. I pulled away from him, from the kiss, retreating before he made another attempt, because I knew it would be harder to stop him. Tears welled up in my eyes, and my breath trembled when I tried to speak.