Bullet Proof Books Novels & Stories

He is now driving on the road. “Where are you bringing him?” “To you.” And he drive towards my direction, I watched the screen as it tries to locate his exact location. Crap, how can this old building handle such tension? Suddenly the memory of the man we buried flashes in my head. Where are we burying Brian this time? This job is indeed bloody; I remember my Pastor preached about the blood of Christ that covers all sin. I wonder if Jesus can still forgive me or does He consider the motive behind all those bloodshed. I wonder…

"I asked you to guess, not to swear on me." "I'm asking you for the last time.. Tell me WHO ARE YOUUUUUUUUUUUUU!" "I wish if that was 'I LOVE' than 'WHO ARE' before that YOUUUUUUUUU. *monkey hides face emoji*" "Go to hell..." "Hey, wait! I'll tell you who I am *sighing emoji*" "Bark" "I am," "I am???" "... Your mate!" //Protected by the bully// **Book #2 for Bully Series. Can be read as a stand alone but it'll be good if you guys read the book #1 first.**

I didn’t make it far, just up to an abandoned park, it’s where my car died, it wouldn’t start anymore but it was okay, that’s as far as I’m going from here. Lulu, my stuffed grey wolf with purple eyes was my one and only loyal friend, she was with me when I spent the six dollars, when I was too hungry and was ready to beg for food. She was also hidden in my backpack when I applied for the job in the local library, I always had a weak spot for the books and stories, when they took me I couldn’t be happier.

Brandon I can't believe I'm putting bedsheets over my couch for Emilie Olsson. She is the biggest loser this town has ever seen. She was bullied in middle school and made fun of in high school...now she is a freshman in college, and nothing much has changed. Why? Because the little freak won't speak. I don't understand why. Emilie isn't mute, yet she never defends herself when the girls trip her in the campus corridors. It's fucked up.

It is one thing talking about these things to Nyx, but sometimes I forget that there are seven other people at this table with us and that some of them might be listening in. "So of course we have every one of her books," Zephyra yawns. "We Legacies like to keep records of ALL of our successes." "'The Snow Wolf's Kiss' is my personal favorite," Madison offers from her end of the table. "Jezibela Crocker has a delightful imagination. I wonder where she keeps coming up with those ideas. I mean a girl with three werewolf mates that...well..."

A half-smoked cigarette dangled between my fingers, the glow between my curled, stiff fingers the only warmth in the dimly lit sala. I took another long drag, letting the smoke sear into my lungs before slowly blowing it out. My head was a battle zone, images of deception flashing like gunfire: Victor and his sneer, poisoned wine, and the audacity of men who believed they were more clever than me—better or more worthy of what I’d earned in blood and steel. The business world was a more deadly version of an unloaded pistol with the safety off. Deals sealed with a handshake could explode like grenades. Survival was more than just pulling a trigger; it meant knowing when to pull it, who to aim

Tbc…. (Thank you for choosing this book. I want to bring to your notice that Marked by the bully is undergoing serious editing. Beside this chapter, the book contains errors and grammatical mistakes. Please be patient and stick with us, the edited version will be put up instantly as soon as the chapters are edited:)

“Bree, what was that?” Brianna was occupied flipping through the first book, so she didn’t answer at first. He saw her shocked expression and got by her side to check the name of the book she was reading. ‘The peacemaker fallacy: waging war as a business strategy’ Nate frowned, trying to make sense out the title. “Bree, what is it?” “Love… it’s about the Council. All of them, look.” She got a few pieces of paper that didn’t belong to any book and showed him what she saw.

“Better than that club, at least.” “Exactly.” April disappeared into the back room, returning with a stack of books. She plopped them in front of me. “Here. Keep your hands busy, maybe your brain will stop overloading.” I rolled my eyes but pulled the stack closer. “My brain has stopped overloading, work master.” “Motivator,” she corrected with a grin.

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