Bullied Series Novels & Stories

“Don’t worry. After the meeting, she won’t treat you the same anymore.” I hate bullies! I hate corrupt politicians! I hate exploiters! I hate criminals! I hate murderers! I hate thieves! I hate human traffickers! I hate gamblers! I don’t care about the level or extent of the worst behaviors and crimes, but they are all labeled as bad people. Taylor is a bully. She might be a more skilled and experienced assassin than me; that’s why I respected her and never retorted. But I cannot stand and just do nothing when she insulted Dara, who couldn’t even speak up for herself.

Beckett stands so quickly his chair scrapes backward. “No fucking way.” I recognize him too. Older now. Different haircut. But the face is unmistakable. The person taking pictures of my humiliation freshman year wasn’t Amber. It wasn’t Bryce. It wasn’t Jamie. It was Tyler. Beckett’s cousin. And suddenly I understand why Jamie thought she was caught in the middle. Because Tyler hadn’t just known about the bullying. He had been there from the beginning.

“How many times have I told you to stop calling him that?” “But that’s what he is.” “No, he is just a confused man who does not know how to express his feelings.” “I am pretty sure he has expressed them well by showing how much he hates me.” “He does not hate you.” “He does mama, and do you know the funny thing is we were not even classmates. He was my senior in high school. I don’t even understand how he noticed me or had time to bully me when there were other girls in school, and prettier ones in his class, who would die for the attention he gave me.”

I asked Jill looked at me blankly "It makes sense," Megan responded. "No one has ever bullied you. Victoria and I are always picked on unless you are with us. It's like as soon as we are with you, we are safe. " Jills POV I stood frozen. everything Victoria said was true. I had never been bullied, the two of them were always bullied like she said, unless they were with me. "So you mean I send out like a serial killer vibe?" I laughed " Just look at me as your knight in shining armor. Who needs a man when you have me"

Jeje looks agitated. “He has. He had been a victim since he was in elementary school. He was bullied by kids his age. Jabbed, punched, kicked, hit by something hard, electrified, stabbed, whipped, etc. A mere human will be killed if they are on his shoes.” Megumi looks sad. “Bu... But that’s impossible. It’s beyond bully! Why did they do that to Alfi? It’s not bully, it’s a killing attempt!” Herman is getting agitated.

The others looked scared, worried or disinterested. "What?" he asked. "You want me to say I'm sorry for bullying you? Fine. I'm sorry. You want me to leave you alone forever... I will. Tell them, Damien. I promised never to bully you again, and I never did, right? I never even told the police you kidnapped me, and I never will." "Is... is that true?" Gordon asked. He turned toward Damien. "You forced him to stop bullying you?" "I kept him here for ten days," Damien reported with a smug grin. "He almost died."

Henry added. “Just before school?” Noah hissed. “Could Paula be the one behind the bullying?” “What do you mean?” Henry’s wolf growled. “We think someone engineered the bullying,” dad’s voice was careful. “Someone instigated it in some way, encouraged it.” Linda and Henry’s wolves were front and centre in their eyes, and I could feel the anger radiating off them. And I could not say I blamed them, not one bit. “When you find her,” Henry growled. “I want in on the interrogation.”

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Amber’s POV “H-He always bullies me,” I whispered, my voice remaining surprisingly calm despite the pain short-circuiting my brain. The principal frowned, folding his arms across his chest like this wasn’t something new. “That’s not a valid reason, Miss Darlington. I don’t think Alpha Mason is a bully,” he said strictly, as if his word was law in the pack’s school system.

And judging by his expression earlier, he had felt it too. No, she told herself. No. But as the pack dispersed and Adrian laughed with the others, he glanced back once. Just once. The look on his face was not triumph. It was fury. That frightened her more than anything. Because Lisa knew bullies. She knew mockery, humiliation, contempt. She had lived with those things long enough to read them at a glance. But this? This felt different. Like Adrian had decided something the moment he looked at her — and whatever it was, he hated her for it.