Bully Werewolf Web Novels & Campus Stories

I spent eighteen years praying for a mate who would save me. Instead, the Moon Goddess gave me the three boys who made my life hell. Kael. Thorne. Soren. The Alpha’s triplets. My bullies. And now… my fated mates. They look at me with pure disgust. They threaten to reject me the second they find a reason. They make sure every day at school and every night in the pack house reminds me exactly how worthless they think I am. But the bond doesn’t care how much they hate me.
And neither does the danger that’s already watching from the shadows. I was supposed to be free.
Instead I’m trapped with the three people who want me gone the most. So tell me…
how long can a mate bond survive when the ones it’s tied to would rather see me break?

“But…but Lydia…your parents want you to be with her,” I gasped breathlessly against his hungry lips. “I don't care about Lydia,” his eyes searched mine. “I care about you…” he panted and shook his head. “I can't control it, Charlotte. I'm in love with you,” he said as he pressed his lips against mine again. I didn't push him off. How could I? I had fallen for him as well. I knew it was wrong. I knew his family would never accept a girl like me. But I kissed him back. ~~~~~~ Charlotte Williams is a powerless werewolf who has been bullied her whole life. Until one day, the most wanted boy in school begins to come to her rescue. When she realizes that she is his mate, she tries her best to stay away from him because he has a girlfriend. But can a werewolf ignore the mating bond just because they don't want it? Or will it draw her to him even when she doesn't want to?

Some girls inherit power. I inherited a warning label. Wolfless. Servant. Spare. I'm the adopted daughter Alpha Sebastian Corwin never wanted, grew up learning exactly what I was worth: nothing. While my "sister" trained to inherit an empire. Sent to Valez High Academy to carry his real daughter's luggage, swallow her insults and not disappear the moment she needs someone convenient to blame. Eighteen years old, and I still can't shift. Still can't summon a single spark of magic. Still nothing but the help wearing a Corwin last name like a costume that never fit. Valez High Academy was supposed to change that. Three years among the elite of the shadow world—vampires, witches, sirens, and the strongest wolf bloodlines alive—and I told myself I'd finally prove I belonged somewhere. Then someone hands me a cup of coffee, and everything changes. Poison. Meant for me. Delivered with a smile. And somehow, in the chaos that follows, I didn't expect the three most dangerous Alpha heirs— untouchable, terrifying, adored by an entire kingdom-to suddenly look at me like I was the only person in the room worth watching. The crown prince who says nothing and means all of it. The golden heir who won't stop finding excuses to stand too close. The quiet one whose gold eyes track me like I'm a threat he hasn't decided how to handle yet. I didn't come to Valez High to be claimed. I came to survive it. But someone in these halls wants me dead, my own sister would throw the celebration herself, and every step closer to the truth drags me deeper into a conspiracy this academy would rather bury than solve. I'm wolfless. I'm nobody. I was never supposed to matter here. They're all about to regret underestimating exactly how wrong that was.

*She was a mere human who hoped for a brighter future on campus. But her life took a drastic turn as she stumbled into the world of a mystical creature* Jessica had always been the invisible one. The ugly duckling who got a scholarship to city's most prestigious school. She was a scholarship student that had the weight of her family's debt crushing her. Her plan was simple; study, become a surgeon, and get her family out of the slums. She had survived high school bullies and thought elite rich kids would be easy for her to handle as long as she stays out of their way. But she was wrong. Jessica didn't just cross paths with Conner Camblok; she collided with a secret that should have stayed in the shadows. On her first night, she saw a billionaire heir shapeshift into a monster with fangs and claws. This accidental revelation changed her whole life. Conner promised to make her regret for stepping foot on his campus. He treated her like his personal prey, bullied her just to shut her mouth from spilling his secrets. But that night, the night of his transformation. A link, ancient and forbidden was created between them. Now, the man she despised most is the one she became fated to by accident. External forces ignite against her as the love between a mere human and an Alpha sparks up. The supernatural world came for her. It was her Alpha and her intelligent mind, against their wolf and fangs. As lethal forces move, she must evolve from a dorky student into a kick-ass heroine. To protect the family of the man she once despised but can a mere human survive a world of fangs and claws to save the Alpha she was never supposed to love?

"Miss Elara, get out of my class." The icy command snapped Elara back to reality. She shot to her feet so fast her chair screeched against the floor, her heart hammering against her ribs. She blinked wildly at the imposing figure commanding the front of the room: Professor Adrian Kingsley. Confusion flared before anger could. Why was she being kicked out? She hadn't said a word! She had been sitting there perfectly quietly... Well, quietly sketching. Her gaze drifted down to the open notebook on her desk. Right in the center of the page was an incredibly detailed, charcoal rendition of the professor himself. She had captured the sharp jawline, the piercing eyes, and, for reasons she couldn't entirely justify…a set of ripped abs that definitely weren't visible beneath his tailored three-piece suit. ‘Oops.’ Heat rushed to her cheeks. Panicking, she leveled a fierce, righteous glare at him, trying to mask her guilt with pure audacity. But the emotionless ice statue didn't even blink. "Bag," he said coolly. "What?" "Take it and leave." Grinding her teeth, Elara aggressively shoved her notebook into her bag, silently vowing that this man would become the ultimate bane of her existence. She stomped down the steps, her posture rigid with fury. But just as she brushed past his podium, his deadly voice brushed against her ears. "And Miss Elara..." She paused, glaring. "If you're going to stare at your professor as though you'd like to strip him with your eyes," Adrian murmured, his gaze never leaving his lesson plans, "at least do it somewhere more discreet.” Elara's face erupted into a brilliant, mortified scarlet. "You—!" Choking on her own outrage and utterly devoid of a comeback, she flashed him a defiant middle finger, and stormed out, letting the heavy door slam behind her.