Stockholm Syndrome Books Novels & Stories

" I only destroyed your innocent soul. And if that wasn't enough, I raped you. I remember that night very well. I was the test monkey for Soldo's latest crack combo, to know if it can get people high enough. Oh! And it worked, it got me so high that I felt I was walking on my head. I knew it's heavy effect when I raped you and walked away without looking back. I felt his drug was a success but I couldn't get a chance to market it for him cause my dad caught me with seventy billion dollars worth of it" He used a hand that was poorly coordinated to wipe his face but only managed to clean only a little bit of his tears. " He destroyed it and put me under close watch, but I still had my ways. No

I left Aaron for the meantime on the part where the fountain pens are to go to the novel section. Since I saw Sophie Lark's Brutal Prince on TikTok's recommendation, people who have read this say that it has a strong female lead. I enjoy books of that genre, therefore I may be interested in reading it. I looked at the shelves. I also picked up a book and read the synopsis on the back when Aaron came to me here. "You like reading books?" he asked. I turned my eyes on him, "Uh, sometimes. If I'm interested in the plot," I answered.

"So are you saying that it takes a lot for the both of us to be able to understand each other but we cannot just get men who want to do things for us the right way? I have to be locked up in here and I sure that it's the same for you." "Yeah, it's a lot for us to wrap our head and round but I'm sure we would figure it out. I don't know anywhere else besides staying here and despite the amount of violence shown around, they are the nicest people you could ever meet." Meg assured me. She had Stockholm syndrome and that was the only reason she could defend people she barely knew just because of some pair of goodies they must have dangled in front of her. It was crazy and annoying that I had to

Everything else was decoration. I had already read through all of the new books Nala had bought me. Every single one. Earlier that afternoon I had finished a romance novel with a Stockholm syndrome trope that had left a strange, sour taste in my mouth. The heroine had fallen for her captor in a slow, inevitable spiral that the author framed as destiny. It had felt like a fairytale version of the nightmare I was currently living. Clean. Romantic. Resolved by the final chapter with declarations and soft lighting. Reality did not work like that.

He was a real man, after all, with more visceral emotions than she had ever felt. In the fateful garden, neither of them spoke before he disappeared. Even worse than all of that was how much she just wanted to see him again. If his arms found her again, she would never allow them to open again. He was warm and reassuring. The knowledge that they were under the same sky only helped her raw longing so much. She chuckled as she remembered the book her teacher had suggested for her last book report, Stolen by Lucy Christopher. It was about something called Stockholm Syndrome. Maybe that was what was wrong with Elle, she wondered musingly.

While I was curiously examinating my new surroundings, Anton crept up beside me. "So, what do you think?" He asked me with a smirk, amused by my astonished expression. "I... I think it's way better than what I expected." I honestly replied, my shoulders unwinding in relief. "I wasn't expecting that from my kidnappers!" My last sentance was said in a sharp, reproaching tone. I wasn't going to be like those girls who feel so relieved not to be abused during their captivity that they thought of it as an act of kindness from their kidnappers! That was called Stockholm Syndrome and that was an unhealthy relationship! So even though I was relieved to be kept in a quite nice room, I took an harsh t

I began trying to piece my observations together as I paced the room with leisurely steps. "It was your fault. You offered her up, didn't you?" I stopped to look at him, "You were so scared and cowardly that You couldn't protect your woman, you let it happen and the shame claws and eats at you every day, doesn't it?" I taunted, my gaze trained on him. I could feel his shame radiating around him like he was on fire with it. " You hate him but you still have this weird Stockholm syndrome situation going on, don't you? He after all saved you when you barely had anything, when you were dying in the streets! You let the mother of your children down because of cash? You watched him rape her over a

I went into one of the open rooms and surprisingly, it was some sort of study/library. “I didn’t know psychopaths could read.” I muttered to myself, and maybe he didn’t actually read, maybe he was one of those many pretentious people who liked to look like they read a lot and just let the books collect dust. I walked in further and took a look at the clutter of books on the shelves – all boring, I realised. My face fell when I kept coming across books that were written in Italian and the rest was just government nonsense. If I couldn’t find a book to read, I would find me a pen and paper. It had been years since I drew something, and I was definitely rusty, but it could keep me busy amidst t

He lunged forward and wrapped a hand around my throat. "Ah—" His dark eyes locked onto mine. "Why would you choose to live and die with him? Why?" I felt his grip tightening. The crushing sensation of suffocation swept over me as my lungs struggled desperately for air. It was as if he had become trapped inside his own memories, repeating the same questions over and over. "You treated him so well. Why couldn't you treat me the same way? I'm going to kill you. You owe me this. You owe me all of this!"

FINALLY!! The BULLIED series has come to an end. I want to thank all those who supported me throughout this book and waited till the end… I love you all so much. I always said “I would never support rape” and this is me still saying that I do not support it. I had an idea and a plot, I was inspired by an article I found on Stockholm syndrome… that was why I found the Book 1 necessary to be written, so you can see the back story.