The Gaslight Effect Novels & Stories

"The part where you made me wear that ridiculous dress? Or the part where you laughed along as they all made fun of me? "Don't be so dramatic, Rina," she chided, her voice a sickly-sweet tone that set my teeth on edge. "You're taking things far too personal.” Staring into her eyes, shock and disbelief coursed through my veins. Denial was as persistent as it was infuriating, her smile a razor-sharp blade of manipulation that cut straight through my sense of self. I felt as if I were tumbling down a rabbit hole of denial and gaslighting.

But she looked so frail to have even withstood anything. Images of the attack flashed through my mind. “Well, maybe not that frail,” I mused to myself. The scribe watched me, waiting for me to speak. “You were saying something about the Lightening Effect!” “Ah, yes!” Jayreth said excitedly, as though he had been waiting for someone to discuss something wrong with him. “This is called the Lightning Effect.” I cocked my head slightly. “Okay, and?” I questioned. “Ah, yes, the Lightning Effect,” he repeated. “Just like lightning shines bright and sparks, so does her blood.”

"By the middle of it I'd stopped telling people things. Not because he told me to. Because I'd absorbed the version of myself he was building and that version of me didn't have things worth telling. She was small and a little embarrassing and lucky to have someone patient enough to stay." Zyran made a sound low in his throat that he stopped before it became anything more. "The gaslighting was the hardest part to recover from," I said. "Not the words themselves. The way they rewired how I read my own reactions. I'd feel something — hurt, anger, discomfort — and immediately start questioning whether it was valid. Whether I was being oversensitive. Whether I was the problem." I paused. "I still

I shouted hoping to break out of the illusion that had surrounded me. "She's gaslighting you!’’ I reminded myself. ‘’ Get out of my head!" I yelled, trying to push away the disturbing projection before me. The vision, though seemingly serene, felt like a suffocating weight pressing down on my chest. ‘’I know you are Gasin and this is one of your stupid tricks!’’ I yelled at her. ‘’I know what you are trying to do! You want to turn me into a fool right!’’ I screamed at her. "You can never escape me, Cody. I'll always find you, for you bear my mark," Gasin’s voice echoed in my head. ‘’I will always find you!’’ she repeated.

“You should know what even happened to Bilen because you both went to the party together and half of the time, you were with him.” Orion shook his head as he left the door frame and stepped fully into the room. He sauntered gracefully to the chair in the room and perched on it. “I didn't want to say this to you because I feared you might do something stupid.” “I am not a mad woman, Orion. And you seriously need to stop gaslighting me.” It was not his fault, it was mine for being born with violent tendencies and nurturing it. If only I was taken to a psychiatric facility from the start, then half of the people I mingled with would have seen me as a normal human being.

To show that she is his don't dare to stare at her. All the Managers understand his master reaction and gulped down in fear seeing this much possessive husband. After the meeting, they hurriedly left the cabin. "Stop" Ryan growled which makes everyone stops. They all look back towards his master. "Don't you dare to gossips or tell anyone about my love to anyone. If I hear anything in my company or outside, then you know what I can do?" He threatened them all. Shivers run down from their body. They even can't able to stand firmly. Their bodies are shaking and they immediately nodded and ran out of the room.

I was afraid that I might do something crazy that would damage my reputation and existence at large. “What sort of gaslighting is that? You stopped me from seeing my son, and now you want to play the victim card? Make it make sense to me,” I grunted. I ensured my voice wasn't too loud, even though I was agitated. She hissed, “Coming from someone who refused to respond when I came knocking on his door this morning. You should be ashamed of yourself,” Like the drums of war, the words echoed inside my head and forced me to rethink what made me sleep off like that.

"Stay here in the light. Stay with us. Don't go back into the dark where it's lonely." ​I saw Silas lean in closer, whispering something into Malakai’s ear that made Malakai’s jaw tighten until the bone threatened to snap. The gaslighting was visible from here—the way they moved in on him like vultures every time he started to think, the way they used their bodies and their whispers to distract his primal mind. It was a slow-motion execution of his very identity, a spiritual murder being performed in a room that cost more than the docks I grew up on.

Of course, manipulating and gaslighting were skills that CEOs possessed like second skin. And trying to defend ourselves always gave them an upper hand. So I had to just attack. “Yep, that is exactly what I think and that is exactly what is happening.” I said and side-stepped him before walking away. Before he could realize what I was up to, I was out of his room and in the guest room, fastening the lock securely. Fuck me for thinking this would be easy. |||||

"Men don't usually know what those are or what to do. When my mom left, my father and my brother didn't understand I needed the rest. They said I was lazy and trying to get out from working and taking care of the house." I remembered cleaning and going to work with the insistent, twisting pain. It was the worst. I cursed them everyday, not sure it worked but the fact that I did something evil was satisfying enough. They gaslighted my pain and at some point, I'd started gaslighting it too. Acting like it wasn't even there. I laid on my back and Matteo plopped down on his elbow, one hand over my lower abdomen in a soothing slow rub. My stomach churned just thinking about his time with the othe