Bully Stories Novels & Stories

Zander announced, his statement puzzling and nasty that was very well understood by Valen as to what kind of toys he was talking about. She clenched her jaw snarling softly, "Bastard!" Only to get an irking laugh from the bully bastard's bully bastard friend. Tbc... (Freak... There are bully bastard everywhere!!! What is going to happen? Even Ryley is not there... Come lets see that together. Don't forget to comment, like and share.)

Throughout my time there, crying was frowned upon; it was seen as a sign of weakness, and the punishments were severe. During my first year, I endured constant bullying from other students due to my small frame and unique silver hair, making me an easy target. Eventually, the bullying became unbearable, prompting me to seek refuge in the principal’s office. However, instead of help, I was met with condemnation, as she screamed at me, deeming crying a waste of time and an insult to the institution. I was deprived of food and water for a week as punishment for being weak.

The other snorted. What?! Were these the Macaulay sisters? I remember Blondie saying something about them. “And you fatty, did you get fired as well?” “We just want to leave peacefully, please,” she pleaded. “You want to leave peacefully?” One of them laughed, then knocked the box containing my things over. My fists clenched by my side. Why was every single person I came across a bully? Except Ava of course. They laughed because apparently it was funny to them and as Ava made to pick them up, one of them pushed her to the floor and the other stepped on her hand with heels, ignoring her screams of pain.

"It's a long story. Like I said, we went to the same elementary school. Ant was tiny and scrawny back then so he got bullied a lot. But none of the kids dared bully me so over time he began to stick to me for protection and I didn't care either way so I let him. . One day, I wasn't there. I didn't go to school because of a cold or something like that. I can't remember too well. Anyway, the bullies took advantage of that opportunity and started picking on him again. Eventually, he snapped. He grabbed the leader and beat him to a pulp. He just kept punching the kid. There was blood everywhere. Armani tried to stop him before he killed the kid. But he was so gone that he didn't even realize it

《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.

Thereafter, he started the story. He told them about the new pack that the members of the Red moon pack, which had fled under the rulership of his uncle, had built. A pack of unity or so he had thought. The problem had been with the school. The students were bullies. He talked about the first time he had actually seen Olivera. She had been about to commit suicide because of the bully, and as someone who had recently lost his parents, he didn’t want to see another death, and so he had talked her out of it.

My chest tightened as the memory of that terrible day clawed its way into my mind—Allyson’s rage, the bullies’ screams, and the way the world had shifted beneath my feet. The bullies had been relentless, feeding on Allyson’s quiet nature. She was their perfect prey, always the one to turn the other cheek. I remembered finding her that afternoon behind the school, cornered like a frightened animal. They pushed her, hit her, sneered. Fury had blinded me, and I lunged to protect her. But they were too strong. They threw me against the wall, and pain erupted in my head as I crumpled to the ground.

"They call themselves Wild Wolves." Reyne amusingly blinked her eyes when she was told about what these guys have done, including that incident when a girl committed suicide a year ago on Ryley's birthday because of their bullying. 'You can't judge someone by their looks! Our mate is a freaking bully who killed someone.'

// Stories of Zoe's Kids SEXTUPLET STORY 2: DON'T BULLY ME, ALPHA Ryder’s POV “Hand it over, Ryder Stone! Don’t play games with us, you useless Fatso!” The gang’s voices echoed like a death toll across the cracked restroom tiles, each word sharper than the fists crashing against me. My back slammed into a basin, the porcelain groaning from the impact as another punch landed square on my cheekbone. “I told you—I don’t have anything!” I gasped, blood spilling from the corner of my mouth, painting my teeth red.

I'm a quite high-tempered woman and it's the reason why I always got warnings when I was in high school. When I entered college, I thought people are more civil because students are all grown-ups. And that was the biggest mistake. There was a guy, Kent Calvis who is the best bully in school. He always makes fun of those exchanged students from Asia and even blacks. He was a monster. Even I didn't have a chance to be excepted with his bullshits. But I guess, bullying me droves him to the end of his bullying tyranny and becomes my worst experience ever.