Novel & Cerita Bully How Many Chapters

she asked. I rolled my eyes so hard it hurt. Not again. And of course she saw me do it. “I told you not to worry. Mason’s basically their chairman, whatever he says goes. Since he is my boyfriend, no one dares bully me,” I assured, though I was tired of repeating it. “Oh, please! Can you believe her? She is the first she-wolf I have ever seen who dates her bully and brags about it. No shame at all,” Daniel teased, curling his lip in disgust.

"Alright, fine! Brandon, I'm sorry. Now, would you please give me back my bra?" He grins down at me, clearly enjoying this far more than he should. But instead of handing it over as I had hoped, he dangles it just out of my reach again. "Jump for it," he teases with a wicked smile. "No way!" He shrugs nonchalantly and tosses the bra onto the ceiling fan before smirking at me. With a click from the remote in his hand, the fan whirs to life, and my bra spins around the room—this is what I get for dating a bully!

Hi! This is Ane Daniels. Please bear with the recent updates I had. Three of the latest chapters (supposed to be 77, 78, 79) had conflicts. I had to deal on editing it out. It may appear that these chapters are doubled. But trust me, the latest one should be new and they have different contents. Chapter 77 is titled "LXXVII. Seize" Chapter 78 is "LXXVIII. Fight Like Riley"

Running my fingers along my bony ribs and hips, I reflected on how much weight I had lost over the past few months due to bullying, stress, and inadequate nutrition. My body bore the marks of classmates who had grabbed me roughly, pushed me hard, and squeezed my hands painfully. Everywhere I looked, there were bruises and cuts. At that moment, I cried uncontrollably, questioning why this was happening to me. What had I done to deserve such treatment? Lying on my back, I lifted one arm to inspect my wrist, tracing the scar with my index finger before switching arms and repeating the motion. It was oddly soothing, and I began to calm down, but I had already resolved to get up from the floor.

So my mind had only just came back to its senses, and realize I needed to divide this by parts. So the thing is, The first 10 chapters are part 1. The next ten, will be part 2. And I probably will end this at Part 5. Yes, you got it right! There will be more scenes coming not only for Hunter and Mystic, but also to Ethan and Leo and wait for it... Eunna! Mystic's bestfriend. There's a lot more to expect including the town's history, and the characters. So stay tune!

(just grab some tissues and trust the process) Read a comment here that said 'hopefully it's about to end', so I'll answer that- about 7-8 chapters left. A. Gupta

Riley actually took after him. As with the first story, the other three stories will revolve around the title “Sorry Dear Ex, It’s Your Loss, Not Mine.” I will try to limit their stories to 50 chapters each, but sometimes, a plotted chapter expands to five depending on the scene, especially those happy scenes that I love so much. I hope that you will continue to join me in this journey as I write the continuation of the book. I am overwhelmed by the comments you left in-chapters, the gems and the rewards to show your support, and of course, the reviews you left.

She always does. Moving means another school and having to adjust and face maybe even worse bullying. I cried myself to sleep, refusing to eat dinner or even have breakfast before leaving the house the next morning. As soon as I arrived at school, something even worse spoiled my mood. Jace Carter. The school’s hottest jock and the nation’s golden boy. At the age of sixteen, he managed to get into the national hockey team and is barely around for classes. In sophomore year, he had called me “spear-chucker” in front of the entire cafeteria because I bought dumplings for lunch.

Leon’s loud voice resounded in the hall, but I was too hurt to actually care. If they wanted to keep talking about me, that’s their problem. The bell rang for the class, and I walked to my seat. No one was in class yet, so I did my best to calm down. There was no way I would let more attention be drawn towards me. I brought out my novel, and continued writing, allowing myself to be whisked away by the fantastical imaginations that pulled at my heart. This was my safe haven and it was the place I called home.

I was a big boy; I could take it. “I have a bully. I lost my virginity to him the other day and since then, he finds me and touches me every chance he gets. No matter what I do, I can’t escape.” She admitted. “I see.” I had a feeling I knew who she was talking about. It was probably that wolf who got in my face this morning. “Do you want me to take care of him?” I asked. “You can’t, he’s the future alpha and my stepbrother.” She whispered.