Abusivehusband Stories

They say love is a blessing. Showing your care, love, faith, kindness, loyalty... You can even make Satan fall in love. But if you do everything and still that person doesn't love you, then can we call this love a curse instead of a blessing? Won't this love hurts? A love story which were meant to happen... If not in this world then beyond time...

⚠️ TW : contains violence

Amelia and William are happily married for 4 years . When their daughter Posie is killed, William blames Amelia. William turns from a lovely husband to an abusive one and Amelia's life is turned upside down. WARNING: CONTAINS SCENES OF EXTREME ABUSE AND VIOLENCE. 2nd book - Cry of Blythe

They both were in the bathroom jimin has caged Y/n between His muscular body and Marble vanity. He grabbed Y/n one leg in his one hand and his other hand choke Y/n's neck. Jimin was thrusting his member roughly into Y/n from behind. He was fucking her hard. Y/n could see her ruined reflection in the mirror but couldn't do anything just to resist Jimin's outrage, His humiliation, His torture. "Say, " jimin asked with a husky voice. "I'm a sinner" "I did the biggest sin" "I deserve this punishment" Y/n whimpered. *AFTER 2 YEARS* Both were in jimin's bedroom on his bed. Jimin pinned Y/n's both hands on the side of her head and made her beneath into himself completely. He was pounding into mercilessly making her whole body was trembling from his each hard, deep and rough thrust. "Say, " jimin asked in a husky voice. "l.I'm sinner...!..did..." Y/n's mantra got cut by jimin "No...Say that You are Mine Y/n...Say" jimin asked again. This is a story of Man named (Park jimin ) who forcefully made (jeon y/n) his wife for his purpose of Revenge and Made her life hell. Is jimin ever going to fall in love with Y/n? What revenge jimin was taking from Y/n? What Sin Y/n did? Why is Jimin giving such abrupt punishment to Y/n? What happened in 2 years that jimin suddenly wants to hear a different mantra from Y/n's mouth? What brought this much change in the Two Years? *please read* This story is written by one of my favourite author Vba143 . She published it long back as jungkook's version. For some reason this story always stayed with me and after a while she just stopped posting. Which made me desperate for the end which this story never got. It was re published by taetaesbum You can read the jk version as well which is still available till chapter number 38. After that I am going to write the end. However the whole credit goes to her. This story just made me feel some emotions and kind of stayed with me . Stay tuned I hope you like how I end it.

TW: domestic abuse/violence

Elara She fell first - quietly, hopelessly, and with every beat of her heart. Jeon jungkook He fell harder - only too late to realize what he'd lost. Kim Taehyung Man who knows how to claim his things even if he breaks them Elara and Jungkook were once inseparable - childhood best friends who shared everything but a confession. Then he played a cruel game with destiny, and she walked away without looking back. Years later, fate brings them together again - but not as they were. Elara is no longer the girl who laughed under the stars with him; she's a woman, married, and holding a five-year-old child, with bruises she hides behind silence. A wife trapped in a marriage that feels like punishment. And Jungkook? He's a man consumed by regret, desperate to protect the only person he's ever truly loved - even if she no longer belongs to him. But he isn't the only man tied to her fate. Kim Taehyung - the husband the world admires, the man Elara fears, the storm she can never outrun. He doesn't love gently. He loves the way fire burns - fiercely, violently, without mercy. To him, Elara isn't a person... she's possession, devotion, obsession tangled together. And Taehyung doesn't let go of what's his - not even if it breaks, not even if it bleeds, not even if the world tries to take her back. Saving her means facing the past Jungkook ran from... and the man who destroyed her. Because love isn't always gentle. Sometimes it comes too late. Sometimes it comes to burn.

Beyond the Veils of Tradition The dry winds of Kauyen Lafiya carried stories of women bound by tradition and silenced by fate. Mariya's life had ended in agony - four days of labor without help, her body torn by crude hands, her dreams buried alongside her stillborn child. Now her younger sister, Amina, stood at the same crossroads, refusing to surrender to a marriage that stole her freedom. Her defiance was met with cruelty. Traditional barbers were called, their blades leaving scars deeper than flesh. As Amina sat in the dim silence of her hut, pain clinging to her body and heart, the future loomed like an endless desert - vast, uncertain, and merciless. Would she heal? Could she find a voice beyond the veils of tradition? Or would her story end like Mariya's, lost in the dust of Kauyen Lafiya? Aeesha_Ahmad

LA DONNA SERIES #2 This was my first night with my first love ! I mentally squealed. He was super close to me and I could hear my heart pound in my ears . I could smell that he freshened up by the different manly perfume that hit my nostrils. It was oddly familiar but I couldn't put a finger on it . Before I could say a word his lips collided with mine . I was in shock. My first kiss . I tried to respond but it was very rough and demanding and I hissed in pain when he bit my lip . My eyes almost fell out of their sockets when I tasted the metallic taste of blood . I ignored it and tried to give in but I didn't know that it would be this uncomfortable. Suddenly I was on the bed and his big rough hands were roaming all over me . With each second it started hurting more than the second before . "Imran y-you're hurting me ." I started crying not feeling comfortable. He didn't respond. Actually it was as if I told him the opposite because by hearing my voice he was becoming more cruel and more rough . I started crying . "Imran go ea-s-sy." I stuttered and started panicking. He didn't listen . He ignored my cries , started removing his clothes and he tore mine . He got on top of me and I felt a necklace dangling above me . Imran never wore a necklace. Before I could put two and two together I felt an immense pain between my legs and I let out a screeching scream but he put his big hand on my mouth muffling my screams. I started hitting and punching his chest but he wouldn't stop . It hurt so damn much . After a short period of time I felt a liquid dripping from my body . My virginity. It was my blood . My heart shattered and the pain got more immense when I heard his dark deep familiar voice whisper in my ear. "Daughter pays for her father's sins." Those were the last words I heard before having a panic attack and darkness took over me . I knew then for a fact that my life was destroyed this night .

Pregnant and on the run from an abusive husband, Anastasia ends up under the protection of a grumpy CEO with a secret soft spot for her.

"Please let me go, I can't take it anymore" "I've told you...I will let you go once if I satisfied with you" Jimin!!! It's hurt! I promise I won't do it again!! Let me go!!! Kim Eun Ji had trapped in a forced marriage with Park Jimin, a CEO from Park Enterprise and also known as a mafia boss. Jimin just used her for his satisfaction not because he love her instead. But... Will they finally fall in love or?

Once, Derek beat Addison so bad she needed facial reconstruction surgery.

A story if a brother and sister rivalry that soon comes to an end due to a sudden death...

"Mommy,Why Does Rain Come From The Sky?" "Because God Is Crying Sweetie." "Why Is God Crying...Is He Sad?" "No Sweetie..God Cries Because He Loves Us,And His Tears Create Life."

Sometimes, it's difficult to describe ones struggles. So it can be quite cathartic when we take a step back and watch your life as an outsider. We are the little bear, in a forest full of wonder. Yet, somehow feel unsatisfied with the issues we must face.

In a quiet house, Rose lives a life that looks perfect from the outside. Each day, her husband brings her a flower - Rosal, Gumamela, Sampaguita, Ilang-Ilang, Kalachuchi, Camia, Everlasting. But behind every bloom is a bruise, behind every petal, a hidden wound.

I should've seen it coming in my parents' silence. when they have let me face it alone. Now i see it in my bruises and my body. how delusional was i to think just because he was known to be cruel to other doesn't mean he would do that to me. His wife. political career demands such toughness. i convinced myself. But it went far worse. Worse than he had done with any other person who came across his way. I drifted away by the time he realized. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Abhay Thakur: Chief minister of Rajasthan . His ruthless nature was well known not in public but discussions beyond closed doors whisper his name. There were no remarks of atrocities he had done so far. He dominated every room he entered. Not just what his history hold but what his presence demands . His eyes give away nothing. Sanjana Srivastav: Her passion for arts is her comfort in a world of chaos her father is into. Which unknowingly dragged her along. Hidden in the shadows , still caught the eye of the predator. Her gentleness soothed him when he wasn't ready for the change. Consequences knocked on her life when she is married to a man decade older to her.

maybe tomorrow won't come

Alex Quackity had just escaped an abusive relationship with his adopted son Tubbo. He lost trust in everyone, part from his family. Will someone help him trust again? Contains: Abuse Sexual assault Drugs Alcohol Self harm Mention of homophobic slurs Homophobic people Death Suicidal thoughts Suicide If any of these triggers you, please do not read.

She was told to endure. She was taught that silence is strength. But what if silence becomes a cage? Fariha's world was once warm-filled with dreams, laughter, and the promise of love. But a marriage arranged to protect her turned into her quiet undoing. Trapped with an abusive husband and a family that won't listen, her voice fades... until a quiet soul in the shadows notices her pain. This is not just her story of survival- It's the story of how she broke the cycle. And how she chose herself. "And Still, I Stayed" is a heart-wrenching, slow-burn novel of pain, dignity, and the quiet fire that lives in every silenced woman.