Bullies Stories Novels & Stories

I couldn't do anything about my best friend who had drugged me and put me in a stranger's room so I could be taken advantage of, because she was pregnant. “Yes, but it's okay. We are settled now and I'll take it that we are both sorry about what happened yesterday. I'll take my leave,” I said and turned my back ready to leave but he repeated that familiar phrase. “Where do you think you're going?” And I froze. “Home?” I said gently as the dramatic guy got to his feet and stretched forth his hand to shake. “Hi, I'm Mason and I'm this big bully's personal assistant, please don't leave yet. Why don't you freshen up while we get you a change of clothes," he snapped his fingers and returned to a

Albert screamed and took a small part of the mud before he smashed it on my face. My tears continued flowing, but I didn't have the strength to fight with them. They were known as bullies in our pack, and I was always their main target. My heart clenched, making me have difficulty breathing as I tasted the mud on my tongue. “I don't see beta blood in you! It's ashamed of Gunner; he has a sister like you!”

Everything happened so fast but for once, I showed a level of confidence I had never unlocked. In the few weeks I’d been in the school, I’ve seen many people get hurt. Dozens of students get bullied every day by people like Dexter and Maddy and I see what happens when they try to get up, they’re thrown right back to the floor, more bruised than they were before so like them, I go with the flow and save myself the trouble. Fighting them only makes their game more fun and I learned that the hard way.

one of the girls slurred. “Yeah you’re right.” the first girl hummed. She lowered her voice. “But hey, what about that other girl, Wren?” My eyes widened as I pushed myself against the wall. Now they were onto me?! “What about her?” “Cyrus seems awfully interested in her.” the first girl slurred. They were trying to keep the conversation seem like a secret but their drunk selves have underestimated their loud volumes. I pinched the bridge of my nose as these girls would go so far as to think bullying would make a man interested in a girl.

“She smiles more now.” Tommy grinned slowly. “Maybe somebody should stop bullying her then.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t bully her.” All three of them stared at me silently. Then Tyler burst out laughing. “BRO.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. But even while they laughed— One thought stayed stuck in my head. Hannah Foster was changing. Slowly. Quietly. And somehow… I had a feeling our story was only beginning.

"Nothing like this. Just... we know how to handle bullies. And the twins definitely qualify as bullies." I looked at my friends, really looked at them. "Why are you willing to help me?" I asked. "This could blow up in your faces too." "Because they crossed a line," Jane said simply. "What they did to you was cruel and unnecessary. And bullies need to be stopped." "Plus," Zoey added with a mischievous smile, "it'll be fun." I closed my eyes, feeling the weight of the decision pressing down on me. My reputation was in tatters, my confidence was shattered, and I felt like I was drowning in a sea of whispers and accusations.

One day, after she retaliated against a boy for touching her breasts—just to ensure he understood it was real, as he put it—they sent her home and her mother began to instruct her personally. The thing about bullies is that they thrive on perceived weaknesses, preying on any vulnerability because they're driven by the need to mask their own. Moressett, Cathy, Hanna, and their entourage were entitled princesses who had gotten everything their way throughout their lives. But Hailey, the invisible nobody, had shaken them, taking something from them they couldn't reclaim. They would never crush her mind or spirit, no matter how hard they tried. So, they resorted to the only means they knew: viol

I said starting with my story, I noticed how she was so deep into the story which delighted me and I continued to tell her my story. " I started off my training and it wasn't easy, I was bullied by so many lycans because I was weaker than the least of them. You know lycans are naturally proud and arrogant but I still managed to stay there no matter how they bullied me, that attracted lots of them to me and they were always looking for an opportunity to bully me. I was the center of the topic then and I still feel so proud of it," I added with an air of pride. Rolling her eyes, "Continue the story," Harriet said, trying to hide her blush.

By morning, the internet was flooded with headlines—loud, messy, and relentless. Pictures and videos of the three girls were everywhere. The story had exploded overnight, branding them with a new title: the infamous school bullies. Hashtag #SchoolBulliesGotKarma was trending across every platform. Charlotte was painted as the ringleader, while her two friends were labeled her “apostles.” The internet didn’t care about backstories or context—it had already made up its mind.

Brandon laughs, “Tell me, Ella, will you fuck me if I promise to redden your ass too? I mean, that’s what sluts like, right?” I rush from the room before anyone can see the tears burning in my eyes. What have I done to deserve any of this? First with Jace, and now with his friends; no wonder he told me he was done bullying me, because he has his friends doing it now! Was it all a lie when Jace told me that he would protect me, or is this a game that he’s playing with me now? It doesn’t matter, I can’t do this anymore.