Bully Novels & Stories

My Bully is Psycho Chapter five Isabella "I missed hurting you Isabel " his taunting voice dripped with menace. What a psychotic thing to say... I looked into his gaze for any trace of remorse, if I could perhaps see a glimpse of my childhood best friend, the one person I missed so much. It wasn't there. This was a totally different person, and all I could manage to find in those gray eyes were hate and disgust. "Let me go! " I hissed out in pain, if anything his grip tightened around my shoulders even more, his nails digging painfully.

He's half Japanese, half American, and we're the same height. On the other hand, Jacob was known as the "bully king" of Adamson High School, not only because he had a towering physique but also because he liked to use his size to intimidate others. As a prominent member of the school's rugby team, Jacob relished in his role as both an athletic powerhouse and a feared bully. With his broad shoulders and muscular frame, Jacob was an exceptionally talented rugby player. However, his physical power and on-field success had translated into an inflated ego and a tendency to use his force in non-sporting situations. This behavior had e

“I swear to god Axton-” “I’m sorry” Axton starts, stepping close to me. He doesn’t reach for me, but his blue eyes are locked on me. “For the bullying, the hitting. For all of it. It was wrong, and I never, ever should’ve done any of it. If I could change things, mate or not, I would.” the drop of the word mate makes me tense. “They know. Cassandra found out, and they overheard her hate speech” Axton adds, and then he's gripping my shoulders and turning me around. Adam, Axton’s closest friend clears his throat.

“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.

I asked and He shrugged. "He is a bully and doesn't bully only you." "I don't know why you always draw the attention of all the bullies in school Anastasia,just deal with your own problems. I'm not getting involved." Daniel said. "You never got involved in the first place. I just wanted to know who you want." I answered. "Tom is bad news, stay away from him if you can,he got expelled from his last School for getting involved in a gang fight,he formed a gang he talks about it as if it's nothing so he is proud of himself." Daniel said

“He won’t be bothering you for at least two years. He’s been sent to a disciplinary camp in New York, to reflect on his actions.” “What?” I looked around at everyone, alarmed. “But…he’s one of you!” “Aurora, he may be one of us, but so are you.” Maya placed a hand on my shoulders gently. “You are Caleb’s mate, and he treated you horribly. And not just you. We have had reports about his bullying from others at the school as well. It was time he was taught a lesson.” I wasn’t sure about how I felt. Relieved? Guilty? A little satisfied? Probably a mixture of all three at the same time.

My hands curled up into a fist. “Scum.” I seethed. Zena gasped, “Oh boy, you’re doing it.” The faces went around in my head like a carousel. My insides clenched and I breathed heavily. “Scumbag.” I said louder this time. Zena clapped, “You’re doing it! C’mon, a little more.” Conan. Alpha Tauren. My bullies. The hunters. Leticia. Alpha Rex. “You darn bastard worth less than a piece is shit!” I screamed at the top of my voice again.

《Just let it go. 《They are pathetic bullies. They deserve teeth, not silence.》 I force my wolf’s rage down and kneel in the dirt to collect the scattered bottles. The ground is hot against my bare knees. I reach for a plastic bottle rolling near the girl's shoe. She shifts her foot, lightly kicking dust over my fingers. I bite the inside of my cheek and grab the bottle anyway. Kael finishes his drill and turns toward the commotion. He wipes a towel across his neck. He watches me scramble in the dust. He does not stop the girls. He does not reprimand them. He just stares at me with a dark, arrogant amusement.

I could hear Mum's sharp intake of breath, could see Tom's grip tighten on his tumbler. Slade's eyes never left mine. "And I'm not proud of it," he continued, his voice low but steady. "I know I don't deserve her forgiveness. But she deserves to have someone tell the truth. So here it is. I was a bully. I made her life difficult. I said things I shouldn't have said, and I did things I shouldn't have done. And I'm sorry." The apology was unexpected. It was raw, vulnerable, completely out of character. And it shattered something inside me.

There was a notorious bully in Beverley Falls high school. A group of popular jocks, which was called the STD. They were showing other students who were the true ruler of the school. It wasn't the headmaster Patel or other school staff members, but them. The STD was ruthless to those who were outside of their circle, especially toward the Horton kids. These jocks' trio had tormented the LOL for the last couple of years, each year being more severe than before. Since the trio belonged to the strongest pack in Pennsylvania, no human or werewolves dared to stop them.