Emotionalmanipulation Stories

In a world where grades define worth, Han Jisung and Lee Minho have spent years as silent rivals-one fighting to keep up, the other effortlessly staying ahead. What starts as resentment and competition slowly becomes something neither of them expected. But beneath perfect scores and carefully built reputations lie secrets, pressure, and wounds neither can hide forever. As old tensions shift and the past begins to resurface, the line between hate, understanding, and something more starts to blur. And some truths were never meant to stay buried.

Empathy is a design flaw. For Ethan Wilder, emotions are not real. They are variables. They are noise in a system that must remain controlled. On campus, Ethan doesn't fall in love. He selects outcomes. Aaliyah Brooks was never supposed to be part of the pattern. But she becomes an anomaly. A coincidence that repeats too often. A relationship that feels too precise. A truth that refuses to stay buried. Every interaction is a test. Every silence is a measurement. Every kiss is a recalibration. But beneath Ethan's control system, something is breaking. A missing brother. A fractured past. And a night everyone remembers differently. Because control is not protection. It is containment. And containment always fails. In Ethan's world, you don't leave the pattern. You either stabilize it... or become the error that destroys it. 🗓️ UPDATES: New chapters every Thursday and Sunday at 8 PM EST! Add to your library so you never miss a game.

Basically, as the title suggests, Maul: Shadow Lord novelization. But instead of telling the story from Maul's perspective, we're diving into Devon Izara's POV. Written in 3rd person. COVER DOES NOT BELONG TO ME, IT'S FROM @ochibrochi on X/Twitter! Crossposted on AO3 under @snowflorets :)

Some people are remembered by their faces. He remembered her by everything else. The sound of her footsteps when she was tired. The warmth of her wrist in his hand. The silence before she spoke his name. In a world where faces blurred and memories faded, she became the only feeling he never wanted to lose. But love was never simple for them. Not when time kept changing her faster than he could memorize her. Not when forgetting had always been his greatest fear. Teri Ho Gayi Main is a story about love beyond sight, beyond memory, and beyond the parts of people the world usually notices first. Kehti hai duniya Main hoon banwariya Sudh se gayi main Khud se gayi main Teri ho gayi main Par jag kya jaane Man ke fasane Kho kar khud ko Paa kar tujh ko Meri ho gayi main....

Behind neon lights and champagne towers lies a hidden empire of private clubs, illegal casinos, blackmail, and mafia money. At the center of it all stands Velvet House - the city's most exclusive underground club owned by the feared De Luca crime family. After his older brother vanishes owing millions to dangerous people, Kai Arden has only one option left: become him. Using Adrian Arden's identity, Kai enters Velvet House undercover to uncover the truth behind his brother's disappearance and repay a debt that could get him killed. His plan is simple: find answers, survive the mafia, and never get emotionally involved. Then he meets Nikolai De Luca. The youngest De Luca heir is cold, violent, and dangerously beautiful - a man raised in a world where weakness gets destroyed. Nikolai has never wanted another man before. Until Adrian. What begins as curiosity quickly turns into obsession. Because Adrian doesn't behave like the others in Velvet House. He fights back. Challenges him. Looks at Nikolai without fear. And the more Nikolai tries to control the attraction consuming him, the worse it becomes. Soon he can't stop: watching Adrian through security cameras, getting jealous when clients touch him, starting fights over him, or imagining things he absolutely should not want. Meanwhile Kai is drowning in lies. The deeper he investigates Velvet House, the more horrifying the truth becomes: boys are disappearing, secrets are being sold, and someone inside the De Luca empire knows exactly what happened to Adrian. The worst part? It might be Nikolai. .

A women is kidnapped by an unforgiving man. He wants her. Desperately wants her. But what lengths will he go to be with her.. and will she make it out alive?

Michael (23) is Living with his extremely Abusive Husband , James (56) , and Michaels Co-workers Slowly start to realise that something isn't right in there relationship

Radiance is the story of Nayra - a woman whose presence lights up every room she walks into, yet quietly dims when no one is watching. Raised to be strong, dependable, and selfless, Nayra builds her life around caring for others. When love enters her world in the form of Shyam, it begins as warmth - daily calls, shared routines, and a connection that feels necessary. But as their relationship deepens, so does the subtle imbalance, until Nayra finds herself shrinking to preserve something she once believed completed her. Through love, silence, friendship, and painful realizations, Radiance explores what happens when a woman who shines for everyone else must finally learn to keep her light for herself.

Some love stories heal you. Some destroy you. And some refuse to die... even after death. When young businessman Aarav Malhotra is found lying in a pool of blood inside his office under mysterious circumstances, the police believe it is just another murder case. But nothing about the crime feels normal. There is no weapon. No suspect. No explanation. Only a strange symbol carved into his phone... and a terrifying message written on a mirror that only his brother Kabir Malhotra can see. As Aarav returns from the edge of death, reality begins to twist into something darker. Haunted corridors, whispered voices, flickering lights, and impossible visions slowly uncover the truth buried beneath years of love, betrayal, guilt, and broken promises. At the center of the mystery is Naina Sharma - a girl who loved deeply, trusted blindly, and sacrificed everything for the man she believed would never leave her. But some wounds never heal. And some people never truly leave. The Girl Who Died Twice is an emotionally intense psychological horror-romance about obsession, trauma, family pressure, caste discrimination, emotional manipulation, and the terrifying consequences of breaking someone who once trusted you completely. A haunting story where love becomes guilt... and guilt returns from the dead.

Y. Mirabel x reader as requested. Basically, Mirabel is going to be very emotionally manipulative. Yeah, my writings trash so that's all the summary is going to be.

Remember when you used to love me even if I wasn't an inch from death?

Chan has been in an unhealthy relationship for years. Minho wants to show him what real love looks like. Warning: emotional manipulation, Implied Sexual Content (Gosh, the description is almost as bad as the fic itself lol. Also, please don't mind the horrible story cover...I'm really bad at this)

Still recovering from the Cello incident, Lace and friends are confronted by a menacing figure, who may be someone that they know. Who is this shadowy person, and will they help our heroes? Or will they bring out the worst in them all? Either way we are in for one big adventure! This Story is for the Third Chapter of Grace Helbig's #writingwithgrace contest. @writingwith

When Akio is pulled into The Hollow Hand, a secret criminal organization of gifted individuals, he learns quickly that supernatural abilities are anything but a blessing. Surrounded by assassins, liars, and people haunted by their own pasts, Akio is forced to navigate a world where morality is blurred, death isn't always permanent, and truth hides behind masks and reflections. As disturbing messages surface and unseen enemies begin to watch from the shadows, one question becomes impossible to ignore: If everyone is broken, who decides what makes a monster?

The studio didn't fall apart. It got more efficient. One system at a time, Glyph House traded warmth for workflow, trust for templates-and no one said no. Why would they? Everything still works. Especially the part that's quietly breaking them.

IN STAGES OF REWRITING: THIS IS ORIGINAL FORM This is not canon. Tubbo (12) and Tommy (12) are both preteens and Technoblade is 17. All of this is platonic. Please respect the CCs. If they want me to remove this, I will. Dream was always the best brother Tommy had. He was the only brother he had ever had. All he knew was Dream and his large castle! Dream always gave him tasty food, bedtime stories, and happy memories. Until Technoblade, the Prince of the Arctic Empire and one of the server's best fighters, takes Tommy as revenge for the murder of Wilbur. What will Tommy discover while outside the Dream Kingdom? This is inspired by ValWasTaken's Reunited! Please give it some love! (originally posted on ao3) NOTE: Please respect the CCs when reading. I've seen some unsettling books on other's reading lists...

BUY NOW ON AMAZON https://a.co/d/4Ho5G4f Whispers on the Windshield A love story built on notes. A betrayal buried in ink. A truth that shatters everything. Every morning for a month, Aria Lowell finds a poetic love note on her windshield. At first, it's thrilling-a secret admirer crafting verses just for her. But when the words grow personal, almost invasive, she begins to suspect the truth. The admirer isn't a stranger. It's her partner. What starts as a romantic mystery unravels into a twisted test of loyalty, exposing Damon's affair and a manipulative game born of guilt. As Aria pieces together the lies, she's forced to confront a deeper question: If love comes with conditions, was it ever really love? Torn between two men who each betrayed her in their own way, Aria embarks on a journey of self-reclamation-only to discover that the final, most heartfelt notes were never from either of them. They were from someone who saw her not as broken, but brave. Whispers on the Windshield is a lyrical, emotional tale of deception, healing, and finding the courage to choose yourself-no matter who once chose you.

This is not a love story. It is a record of attachment, power, and what happens when attention arrives at the wrong moment. Honest Limbo is a raw, first-person account of emotional and sexual entanglement born out of exhaustion, neglect, and recognition. It traces how intimacy can form through language alone, how validation can become regulation, and how easily dignity can erode when desire is intermittently rewarded and withdrawn. The narrator is a woman holding too much: work, motherhood, responsibility, silence. What begins as intellectual connection turns into something consuming, destabilizing, and deeply confusing. The story does not offer easy villains or clean resolutions. It stays with the mess. The aftermath. The limbo between knowing and letting go. This text is part of my trauma-healing process. It is written to name what happened without romanticizing it, to reclaim authorship where agency was blurred, and to tell the truth without smoothing it for comfort. If you are looking for redemption arcs or neat endings, this may not be for you. If you have ever felt hooked by attention that later disappeared, if you have carried shame alongside longing, or if you are learning how to restore yourself without pretending you were untouched, you may recognize something here. This is me staying with the truth. Raw. Unresolved. Honest.