Bully Novels Novels & Stories

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.

But my own plans, though seemingly more structured, were fraught with their own complexities and challenges. "I'm just planning on taking over my pack as the next alpha," I said, trying to sound confident and assured. Jules nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential prey. It was then that I noticed a new student approaching us, her head held high and her eyes blazing with defiance. She was unlike any other student I had seen—stubborn and strong-willed, with a fierce determination that radiated from her every pore. Jules, sensing an opportunity to assert her dominance, moved in to bully the newcomer, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. But the girl was no pushover, and soon a fier

I unlocked the doors with my remote, and we both climbed in. “So what are you going to do?” Niles asked. “I really don’t know,” I uttered. “She’s so exhausting. Bryanna’s not a nice person either. Do you know she knew Isabella in school before she came to our prep school last year?” “No, I didn’t,” Niles responded. “She was Isabella’s bully,” I stated. “She called her Moo Cow, and made fun of her weight.” “Get out of here,” Niles scoffed. “Isabella is the nicest person ever.”

"You're just being unreasonable." Wayne glanced at me but avoided meeting Lucy's gaze. Finally, he gathered enough nerve to speak. "It's finally Christmas Eve, Lucy. Don't you think you're taking this too far?" Lucy nudged Wayne, making him freeze. She sneered and said, "You guys were picking on Melanie because she's younger. At first, I thought she wouldn't have the guts to stand up for herself, so I stayed out of it. "But turns out, she's no pushover. She saw right through all your little games. You guys treated her like dirt and were still hoping for a nice Christmas Eve with all the bells and whistles? Dream on!"

“Now go and report. Maybe if you’re lucky enough, you’ll find your run away little mate there.” Against my will, I arrived. As I entered the piece of junk school, I saw jocks and cheer leaders ganging on a girl. She was badly beaten. Her back was at me and I couldn’t see who she was. Bullying was common in Pack wolves. I don’t blame them, their leaders could’t care. In my kingdom, bullying is punishable by death. Rogues do not tolerate power gaps nor abuse the leader’s power. "Red had persuaded me to go to this piece of junk university, and this is the scene that greeted me?"

she added, smiling apologetically as she stacked her magazines. "No worries at all!" I replied with a smile. "How long have you been at Oak Mountain School?" "Long enough to fill you in on the gossip around here." she said, eyeing me curiously. "Like about 'DANGER'?" I inquired. She nodded and replied, "Everything was fine until I heard that the worst bully of them all is returning this term, which has me quite worried." "Tell me more about him." I urged, intrigued. "There was a girl here who was quite the nerd. One day, she refused to do an assignment for Reuben, and as a result, he failed. His family was furious, and he took his anger out on her," she recounted, her tone grave.

I replied “Oh, alright. My name's Dave, what's yours?” He asked “Brielle” I told him “Brielle, you're very pretty, with a pretty name” “Thank you” I replied, already starting to get irritated and bored of this conversation. Classic old tales with boys, saying the same things to compliment a girl and impress her. “So I was wondering if you'd like to exchange social media….” “I'm sorry but i'm not in a good mood right now as my ex bully or rather soon to be step brother ruined my entire day and im not in the mood to talk to anyone” I said, cutting him off..

" In this story of mine, you will always be my favourite chapter. " _unknown_ I was an ordinary girl. He was a rich young master. The whole school called him by his famous nickname " the devil " . He was my worst nightmare. He was the bully. Usually the bully falls in love with a quiet girl and they live happily ever after. This is what I read in most of my novels, but it only looks good in books and not in real life. ***************************************************** Pearl dragged her suitcase in the quiet corridor. " she had done it! She finally got admitted into this prestigious college" The Elite garden " Her dream college.

“Stupid old woman. They don’t look where they are going” Emelda kept her cool for some time until she couldn’t endure it. Why would he call her a stupid woman? She knew she was old enough to be his grandmother. What if she had looked but didn’t see them coming, or had an eye problem and couldn’t have seen anything from afar? What if? She asked him. “I am sorry. I agree with you,” Donald said. Emelda had been learning his temperament but it seemed the more she learned the cloudier it got. He could be apologetic sometimes, she agreed, but it didn’t make him less of a bully; and it never meant he wouldn’t repeat it next time.

But the entire walk to my room, one thought follows me. I keep waiting for Beckett Cross to become easy again. To fit back into the box I’ve always kept him in. The bully. The jerk. The guy who makes my life miserable. Instead, every time I think I’ve figured him out, he does something that doesn’t fit. And somehow… That’s becoming harder to ignore than the things that do.