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He started bullying her, pushing her focus away from me to the point where she doesn’t even remember that I was the one who brought her ice cream at the back staircase whenever I saw that she’d been crying over something Roxanne said. I saw the fire in her eyes, in the way she defied Lucien, or tried to bully the king of the school back, either by egging his car, or throwing watermelon at it. I’d stood hiding in a secret spot and watched as she attracted different birds so they pooped on his red Ferrari. It made me fucking smile that she was someone who could really match the girl I wanted, the girl I pictured. But she’d fucking forgotten me! And again, it was because Lucien just chooses to

His smirk was palpable against my skin, knowing he had me right where he wanted, every movement, every touch driving me further into a frenzy. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer, needing him closer. My lips found his with a hunger that mirrored the raw intensity building between us. His kiss was bruising, possessive, claiming me in every possible way. I gasped into his mouth, the sensation of his fingers moving inside me driving me closer to the edge, each stroke pushing me further into oblivion.

I see someone who needs love, I see someone who craves for attention, I see someone who wants to be given a chance. And I am going to be that girl. I see it in his eyes, the way he looks at me before he turns his facial expressions to confuse the world. Vince loves me and I love him. But no one is ready to admit that. So dear diary, I am writing this, to tell you about the bully, to tell you that the bully will finally fall in love with me. When the bully falls in love and admits it, you’ll be the first one to know. Because I can’t wait for the day when fate and destiny will bring us together. When fate and destiny will bring our lips together.

She slapped him so hard that for a second, Samuel wasn't able to process anything. "You are shameless." Gaura angrily got up and left the room leaving Samuel alone who touched his cheek and hissed in pain. "Ah, it hurts." Then he smiled and rubbed his cheek. "But it was worth it." He was now ready to listen to his heart but he knew it was going to be a rocky road. .............. All the remaining chapters will be updated tomorrow and a new story will begin with the title " My sweet bully." Don't forget to leave your thoughts in the comments.

"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!

Zay’s POV They say love can be gentle. That it’s soft whispers in the night, warm hands held under starlight, promises whispered like secrets between two souls. But mine? My love for Vee is something else entirely. It’s fire and shadow. It’s fierce and relentless. It’s the kind of love that claws at your insides and refuses to let go. I’ve watched other guys look at her—carefree, casual, like she was just another prize to chase. But I know better. I know Vee. She’s not just anyone. She’s mine.

That's when I met Bobby. Bobby Wilcox was gorgeous. Tall, blonde, and handsome, he had girls swooning over him as soon as they saw him. I was no different. I met him at a party and couldn't get enough. He told me he loved me. I believed him and, for a time, believed that we would live happily ever after.

I cursed as his hands left my shoulders and pushed me forward, allowing me to see the face of my bully for the previous few years as i turned to face him, and he didn't look happy; he was clutching his bloodied nose and gazing at me with a murderous expression. "This new found confidence isn't working for me, you're nothing but trash, you're lower than me, your life isn't worth shit, Athena, and I'm going to make sure you remember that." Dylan said as he let go of his nose and slapped me across the face, causing me to tumble to the ground. He was faster and stronger than me, so I couldn't avoid the hit,

“Excuse me, sir? Will you be checking any of these books out?” He tilted his head at her in confusion. He had reserved no books. The robrarian expected his question and spoke once more. “Your friend with the tail thought you would need these.” She showed him the different titles. The Lust Chronicles, I Am What I Am Accept It, My Lycanthrope Lover, How Not To Be An Asshole, and more. He nodded his head in understanding. She was a cheeky person when she wanted to be. He liked that.