Bully Wedgie Novels & Stories

"Stupid Adrian and his fucking sissy gun. He's always been a lousy shot." "Antonio!" Ria exclaimed. The adrenaline from the night was wearing off, leaving her feeling shaky. How could he joke about something like that? "Hmm?" He grunted a bit when Bruce pulled the bandage tight, and smiled slightly. His face was ashen, and covered in a sheen of sweat. "Don't worry about me, Ria. I'll be fine." "You're one tough man, boss," Bruce said as he finished securing the bandage. "You should be passed out, but somehow you're still standing."

“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.

At this moment, the hashtag ‘#Xyla Quest bullies others because she’s more powerful#’ was on the third spot. Xyla seemed dumbfounded. Did she bully others because she was more powerful? Confused, she clicked on the link right away to check it out. At the top of the page was a Weibo post from a verified account by the name of Ada. “Today, I was bullied in the shopping mall by a rude woman. Not only did she snatch my favorite handbag, she even worked with the mall’s security to kick me out. The security guard even warned me to watch my attitude. Otherwise, I might not be able to leave in one piece! After the fact, I did some investigation and found out this woman is called Xyla Quest.”

When the wedding invitation from my high school classmate Ella Reese arrived, a video of her and her friends shoving the two-hundred-pound girl I used to be into a mud pit was already going viral. Her caption read, "Those were the days. Sophie Aubert, you absolutely have to be my bridesmaid." Our former classmates flooded the comments with jeers. "Ella's so generous. She'd actually invite a plagiarist? Will Sophie even fit into a bridesmaid dress? Making one for her would take enough fabric for three people." "It's been seven years. By now, they'd probably need a crane just to get her into the venue!" "Didn't she write Jack a love letter back then? He'll probably be so scared he'll cry." The

I yell, trying my best to escape from his grasp but he doesn’t even budge. One of the reasons I dislike being a female is this. I’m not that weak to begin with but this guy’s deadly grip is too strong for me to break free. The harder he clenches his fingers against my slender wrist, the more I feel like my wrist is going to snap at any moment. “Let me go.” I whimper as my wrist bones throb with the achy pain. “Answer me first!” He demands, showing no mercy on me. Before I can let out another whimper, something as fast as light appears beside me, and the next moment the bully is lying on the ground, coughing with his hand resting on his chest.

I smiled, my eyes glistening with unshed tears, “Aw, don’t make these pregnancy hormones go all crazy.” Heather laughed, “Mom, it was that way for all of us. Well, Blaine went to dad for his guy issues, but he went to you for most of his other stuff; especially for the bullying and the pack disrespecting him for being in a wheelchair.” I laughed, “Once the warriors started telling the bullies to back off and proceeded to tell them the ways he fought off a major rogue attack with little to no help from them, the pack backed off and started showing him more respect.”

It’s so similar to a move I’ve seen Wendy make that I can’t help but grin. “What’s your wolf’s name, Jude?” she asks me. “Saggio, Luna,” I say, slipping into a more familiar conversation with her. “Saggio, were you going to tell me that you have a hairline fracture that you aggravated by continuing to fight injured?” she asks. Wendy sucks in air and looks at me. “You fought with a broken shoulder?” “I didn’t exactly have a choice. We were in a dog fight. Every fighter was needed,” I say.

He always turns something innocent into something pathetic just to make me feel worthless. “I hope she cries tomorrow. Honestly, I need something to upload on my YouTube channel, and nothing’s as catchy as an eighteen-year-old crying on her first day of college. The caption will be something like—” Caden puts his hands under his chin, pretending to think. “Déjà vu for Mad. She started her education as a crybaby and is wrapping it up with the same attitude, only it has worsened. For now, she’s turned into a pseudobulbar.” He grins.

“Are you even listening to me?” “I freaking have now you listen. “ I peered him right in the eyes. “I will never spend the rest of my life with a Bully like you.”

Amber’s POV “H-He always bullies me,” I whispered, my voice remaining surprisingly calm despite the pain short-circuiting my brain. The principal frowned, folding his arms across his chest like this wasn’t something new. “That’s not a valid reason, Miss Darlington. I don’t think Alpha Mason is a bully,” he said strictly, as if his word was law in the pack’s school system.