Bully นิยาย & เรื่องราว

"We need a bigger yacht. Does Uncle Ian have one? We need to separate the girls from the boys." Karmina giggled and agreed. <><><><> Connor knew well that Bull was making an impulsive decision by killing the people who hurt his girl. He couldn't blame him. He knew Bull’s background, starting from when he wiped out a gang member who had violated his sister. Instead of being sent to jail, he was rescued and trained in the army until he was taken in. However, seeing him in a bloodbath worried Connor. Bull was a professional assassin who could surpass Harvey, but Harvey was simply too smart.

“Now I want you to know that I would have never ever even given you a second glance if I had seen you before now.” His words cut through me like newly sharpened scissors, breaking every inch of boldness in me. I looked at his eyes, they were a fleet of burning despair, I couldn’t help but wonder if he hated me for just my size or he hated me for even existing. “I gave you six months to prove yourself useful Elena, and I wasn’t joking. You can’t be thi…s big! And continue lying as waste in this place.” He spat out blood as a result of the injury the slap gave his mouth.

Zara growled, her voice dripping with menace. The bullies turned to face Zara, sneers twisting their features. The apparent leader, a beefy man with a shaved head, stepped forward aggressively. "This ain't your business, bitch. Why don't you run along and mind your own fuckin'..." His words died in his throat as Zara moved with lightning speed. Her fist connected with his jaw in a devastating uppercut, snapping his head back. As he staggered, she spun and delivered a roundhouse kick to another attacker's chest, sending him crashing into a wall.

"When I found out you were actually gone, it felt like my life ended. I know that sounds insane. I know I don't get to say things like that after everything I did to you. But it's true." "Jace, you don't have to...." "I do. I need to say this." His eyes were wet now, bright in the low light from the window. "I bullied you for three years. I let my friends do it too, and I never once stopped them, and I told myself it was just jokes, that it didn't actually mean anything, because if I let myself think about what it actually meant I wouldn't have been able to live with myself." "Jace...."

Zander announced, his statement puzzling and nasty that was very well understood by Valen as to what kind of toys he was talking about. She clenched her jaw snarling softly, "Bastard!" Only to get an irking laugh from the bully bastard's bully bastard friend. Tbc... (Freak... There are bully bastard everywhere!!! What is going to happen? Even Ryley is not there... Come lets see that together. Don't forget to comment, like and share.)

What was the bully aiming at. Papa Boss, was that is new name now. How could he brand himself such a name. Papa boss was the name of a famous actor with a good heart. An actor who fought for the right cause throughput a famous serious. He wasn’t rogue, wicked and outrageous like a bully. That was an insult to the creators of that series and everything else.

Here's the continued Chapter Twenty-Nine of The Bully Who Fell First, where new alliances begin to form—and Bianca’s manipulations take a darker turn. Tessy lay sprawled across her bed, headphones on, scrolling mindlessly through her phone when Helena’s text came in. HELENA: Greg punched Henry. Whole hallway saw it. I’ll call you. Tessy sat upright immediately, her heart skipping. She yanked out her headphones and typed back fast. TESSY: Are you okay? What happened?? Seconds later, her phone buzzed. Helena’s name lit up. “Tess,” Helena’s voice cracked through the speaker. “He grabbed me.”

The betrayal stung like a knife to the gut, and she needed to get away, to breathe, to escape the suffocating weight of it all. Her feet carried her down the driveway, her vision blurred by tears, until she found herself standing beside a sleek, black muscle car. The engine purred softly, and leaning against the hood was Billy, the school’s notorious bully. His broad shoulders filled out his leather jacket, and his dark eyes locked onto hers with an intensity that made her pause. “Need a ride out of here, princess?” he asked, his voice low and laced with a smirk. His reputation preceded him—everyone at school knew Billy as the guy who thrived on chaos, the one

“Let’s not provoke them. We’re outnumbered. Let’s just... let's just find a way out. We’re going to get into more trouble.” But Avery was past the point of caution. She folded her arms tighter, her eyes burned as she glared at the bullies. “We are not afraid of nasty, fat fools like you! You’re nothing but cowards who only know how to bully girls because you’re too pathetic to face a real man. You spend your days stuffing your ugly faces with junk food while staying rent-free in your moms' basements because nobody else can stand the sight of you!”

Titan hated being fat. No matter how hard he tried, his bones were simply bigger than the rest of the population's. Sure I eat a lot and sleep a lot, definitely not enough reason to be fat! Who is he kidding? That's the reason why he'd been bullied most of his life. And the reason why he had ended up with his ability to take and bestow pain-- taking pain for he had experienced quite a lot of them himself and bestowing them simply for vengeance purposes. Revenge of the bullied. The Endless Cycle of Bullying.