Physical-abuse Stories

Kim Taehyung, a mute, innocent boy who hasn't seen the world. He was abused by his own father who was waiting for his eighteenth birthday to have everything on his name and kill his son. Taehyung was waiting for the same day, the day he will die, will be free from this hell, will fall freely in arms of death, who will put him gently to sleep. But then appears the ray of light in his life...... Jeon Jungkook, a mafia boss. Cruel and merciless for the world, sweet only for his family. He had everything, money, a family. But, he lacks only one thing. A person to share his thoughts with. A person who won't leave his hand till the end. Then he sees him. An angel in human disguise. His expression had a sense of innocence, yet his eyes dead.That moment the mafia boss decides, those eyes are made to be held galaxies in them, not empty like this. And he will do everything in his power to bring the life back in those dead eyes. Eventually, both are destinied for each other. But..... Is that all? Or are their pasts connected too? Dive into the beautiful story of 'A silent whisper'...... Top Jungkook Bottom Taehyung TW : Physical abuse This book has femboy concept (bottoms have female organs) please do not read if you are not okay with it. ALL OF THIS IS COMPLETELY FICTIONAL AND DOES NOT HAVE ANYTHING TO DO WITH THE IDOLS. ALL OF THIS IS MY OWN WORK. PLEASE DO NOT COPY. ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO YOU'LL FIND MANY GRAMMATICAL MISTAKES.

In a vibrant city filled with dreams, two boys from different worlds were destined to cross paths. One enjoyed a life of luxury, reveling in opulence and carefree days, while the other fought tirelessly to survive, juggling multiple jobs just to put food on the table. Their worlds collided one day .where the rich boy noticed the weaker boy but the weaker boy is so strong.And then they become each others life Join me in this journey (English translation)

**CONTENT WARNING** This story contains themes of emotional abuse, family conflict, self-harm, and mental health struggles. These themes are included for storytelling purposes and are not intended to glorify or romanticize harm. Please take care of yourself while reading. The final bell is supposed to mean freedom. For him, it means going home. Art class is the only place where he feels safe-the only place where he can breathe, create, and forget about everything waiting for him beyond the school gates. Then one afternoon, his teacher tells him he can no longer attend. His parents have withdrawn him from the class. His one refuge is gone. And when his mother tells him they'll "have a talk" when he gets home, he knows exactly what those words mean. Sometimes, losing the one thing that keeps you going doesn't break you immediately. Sometimes, it changes you. After the Final Bell is a psychological coming-of-age drama about family, identity, art, fear, and what happens when someone is forced to carry more than they were ever meant to. Some people go home when the bell rings. He just goes somewhere else.

At just 20, Sapna is everything people see- quiet, beautiful, and effortlessly graceful. But what they don't see... is the storm she carries behind that calm face. Living under the same roof that took everything from her, she learned to stay silent, to obey... to survive. Because sometimes, silence is not weakness- it's preparation. By day, she is the perfect girl everyone expects her to be. By night, she becomes someone else entirely- pouring her pain onto canvases under a name no one knows. Tista. Her art speaks what her lips never could. Dark. Haunting. Unfinished truths hidden in every stroke. No one knows her story. No one knows her plan. But somewhere between fake smiles and real scars... Sapna stopped being a victim. She started becoming something far more dangerous. Because some wounds don't heal- they wait. And when the time comes... they don't ask for justice. They take Badla. But when the truth begins to surface... will she be able to destroy them- or will her past destroy her first?

I held your hand before and after the pain and abuse. Holding your hand made me feel safe eventhough I wasn't. I made sure to keep my eyes closed and body limp. It helped me pretend I wasn't there. I loved the fact you were a heavy sleeper it meant you were completely unaware. At the same time I wish you weren't. I wanted you to know your father's true colours. I want you to understand why things happened the way they did and why I did what I did. I have written this book so people know this story. Our story. Based on a true story but the characters have been completely made up. Some parts of the story has been changed to fit the theme. Please be respectful in the comment section. Thank you. Hope you like it.

"Who are you?" "Caroline." Jimin's lived a treacherous life for 3 years now under the gaze of his love. She hurts him both physically and mentally but his love still prevails. Will his house of cards come crashing down or will he pick back up the pieces? ˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚˙༓࿇༓˙˚ A work by @Heather10115 as written on the cover. I'm just lending my account for her story. This is a story based on abuse, so please read on your own risk. Hope you enjoy >.< Cover credits : : @ClaireOlsen_

What will you do when the hands supposed to protect you turns out to be the one who abuses you? This is an AdNi IPKKND3 Fanfiction story. The characters are from IPKKND-3 (Iss Pyar Ko Kya Naam Doon 3) Barun Sobti as Advay Singh Raizada and Shivani Tomar as Chandni. I wrote this story when the Show was on. Its just two chapters. And its completed! This story is dedicated to all the Victims of virginity tests, verbal abuses related to Virginity, women who silently succumbed to the society's hue and cry of moral standards for the sake of their family, and a big salute to all the women who fought against the odds in their life bravely.

"I know what you think you are. But a woman must be a wife. You'll see, it will cure you." I tried. I tried to want him. I lay beside him like a corpse and tried to remember what girls were supposed to feel. A story about a cage made of jasmine and fire, and the quiet train ride out of it.

In just one day, my entire world changed. what is happening? Why is all this happening to me? Why God Whyy...... Samer humne shadi jarur ki h ker hum tuj jese insaan ko kabhi apni patni swikar nhi krenge I won't describe the story much, but I promise you won't be bored. After all, there's a diva in the story. English is not my first language so ignore my mistakes........

Cycle of abuse, cycle of no one understanding this isolation that sets in after a couple of drinks. Nowhere to go but run. Nowhere to sleep, because your on the run from protecting yourself. Trying to find a safe place to escape.

-in which yoongi is very sad, and jungkook seems like a good remedy.

This book is about me and my experiences going through life with depression, suicidal thoughts, and one hell of a crazy mother. I changed mine and other peoples names in the book and added a few made up scenes and people, but everything else that is in these pages are real.

There seems to be always a girl who you knew but never talked to or is just always by herself. Everyone has their own secrets, sometimes they are meant to be kept and some should just never surface. Now let me tell you if I ever spoke, you could never seem to understand why things happen.

''You are the drug I was craving for'', his husky voice echoed the room. I stumbled backwards, with heart racing at a devastating speed and my chest pounding out of fear-his fear. He inched closer, close enough that I could breathe his air, a mixture of alcohol and smoke. Recklessly, his tough hand reached for my neck, his eyes droopy with lust. ''S..stop, please'', I managed to choke out with tears welling up in my eyes, only to be pushed further against the wall, he laughed at my tears, priding his dominance, and with yet another harsh move, he took away what was my life. ~~~~~~~~~~~ Surely the combo of drugs & weapon is lethal. *WARNING* The story contains following topics so read at your own risk. # Crime scenes # Foul language # Drug abuse # Mental torture # Steamy R-rated content

Many women struggle in abusive relationships and never gather the words to say. My biggest emphasis with this piece is that abuse is not just Physical.

An abused Tsuyu Asui story (This hurts to write because of how much I love Tsu)

When Sapphire met her now current ex- boyfriend Travon Sapphire In prov Today was one of the most wonderful days I could have ever asked for. Today my crush for almost a year Travon confessed to me how much he likes me. I've known Travon since we were kids. He is 7 years older than me. We were the best of friends growing up. We did everything together. Practically joint at the hip. Around the age of 11, my family moved from lower east Manhattan to Queens New York. Me and Travon lost touch for about 3 years after that. Exactly 3 years later, A early Friday morning on my way to school. I had headphones in like every other morning. And I'm walking to school. Burkely High School wasn't always the greatest place to be. But if I wanted to be the next "Christina Yang" from Grey's Anatomy. I had to work my ass off in high school and college to get in the Medical school of my preference. As I walk down Hov lane and make it to the corner I make a completely stop at the red light. Glance down to look at my phone for a second, when out of no where this 6foot 7inch tall man bumps his book bag into me. With a very pissed and angry look on my face I look up and blurr "WTF watch yourself"!!! It was Travon. After 3 years of not seeing him, just like that he was back in the picture. He quickly turned around to apologize and meet my eyes. And smiled so hard I think his smile touched his ears. I happily smiled, and took my headphones out. He then reach down to give me a hug. He hugged me so tight I couldn't breathe. I couldn't believe my eyes when I seen him. And his first instinct was to give me a hug. That has to be the cutest thing ever. I believe we can still work Something. Yes, I am 14 years old and he is almost 22 years old but age is just a number. Maybe we can actually have something this time without anyone getting in the way of it. To be continued

Read the first chapter for a sneakpeek

Okay Okay, Yes I know I have a book I haven't finished yet but.. Come on! you cant blame me I love angst okay-