Bully Wedgie Mga Nobela at Kwento

Alissa said "I think we need to check some things. You shouldn't bruise like that because you are a werewolf. We need to make sure you were not given anything like Wolfsbane. I am going to have the Doctor check your blood," Jacob said and went to get the Doctor. I looked over at Alice, who looked worried about something. I didn't think too much of it because she was probably worried about Alissa being given something that could hurt her.

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.

He bites his lip and smirks, “The bruises came from him boxing at the gym, so don’t try making stories up because you got called out on being slutty.” I glance around the room, gauging the student’s reactions, and by what I can tell, they are buying Tweedle Dum’s words. I shake my head, “Believe what you want, Brandon, but all you have to do is ask Mason Baker because he’s the one that came in and pulled Tweedle Dee,” nodding toward Toby, “off me, and beat him.”

In their eyes, their friend has gone mad—why else would he kiss me? Suddenly, one of his friends whistles loudly with two fingers stuffed into his mouth. I recognize him as Henry Scampert. He has been relentless in his bullying ever since middle school. There was this one time he dipped my whole face in the toilet, and trust me, he didn't care that I was a girl. He still used all of his force. "Brandon!" He shouts. "Did you lose a bet or something?!" Brandon freezes before slowly putting me back down on the ground. I have no idea what could be going through his head. Despite this, I still hide behind him when Henry approaches us. Brandon glances down at me in return, and some emotion I can't

She said coldly, “What Nana? Who said that you can call me Nana?” After saying that, Quinn straightened her body and said righteously, “Let me tell you something, Felix Wade! Don’t think that I do not understand the nasty meaning behind your words. I will just make myself very clear here today. No one from the Wade family should even be thinking about bullying my Brother Charlie. If anyone dares to even roll their eyes at my Brother Charlie, I, Quinn Golding, will not let him off!”

“No more holding back.” Zephyr fidgets, rubbing his palms against his knees. “It was… like I told you, Mama. They were bullying Woyi. They kept calling him names, taking his lunch. And I’d warned them before.” Her gaze roves over him. “And the dead patch on the field… do you have any idea what caused it?”

His vision started to get blurry. Suddenly, Bethany squealed and arched her back before falling to the side. A loud clicking noise echoed around them. Wade quickly sat up and coughed. He was panting badly. He found Carl with a broken nose and a taser gun in his hand. Wade weakly smiled at him but Carl didn't smile back. Wade got up to his feet. Bethany was trying to get a hold of her body. She was on her knees trying to remember what year it was. Wade decided that he was not equipped to deal with her anymore. He winded up his right fist and loaded the strongest right hook he had ever thrown. He bashed her head in and she was down for good this time. His fist was probably fractured with the b

All the things I did on a normal basis but the abuse only happened In secrete. At first Ryder and Jayce only bullied me. Though, at first Jayce didn't act like he wanted to, he listened to Ryder and Alpha Carter. They would knock trays of food out of my hands and watch me as i had to clean it up. They would dirty places i had just clean to mke me clean it again. When my 16th birthday came around Ryder and jayce also joined in on the abuse. He would trip me and kick me in the ribs. Everyone in the pack blamed me for the loss of their beta.

"You wanna die, old man?" Tyger, who was furious, slapped Wade as well. Wade was sent flying. It was obvious that Tyger had hit him harder compared to Grace. The thugs in the room did not expect an old man in a wheelchair to be so strong. They surrounded Tyger while looking at how Wade slumped on the floor, barely conscious. Tyger sighed and looked at his palm. "I haven't fully recovered from my heavy injuries, so I only have about half of my strength now." The thugs were all extremely stunned. Tyger had almost killed Wade, and yet he claimed that he only had half of his strength! Seriously?

Blood soaks my tank top and drips down the back of my tactical vest. Wade tosses me a worried look, and I nod at him. The wounds hurt like hell, but they aren’t terribly deep. Liam is at least pulling his punches and swipes. Liam takes advantage of Wade’s glance and tackles him to the ground. They bite and claw at each other angrily, never causing severe damage. Until Liam forces Wade onto his hind legs and then tosses the full weight of his enormous body onto it.