Falling For My Bully Novels & Stories

"It's seems like someone is in the habit of knocking someone over." He said chuckling while I just stood there smiling sheepishly. He wasn't wrong tho, it's been two times in a row now. I'm beginning to think faith is tryna play a dirty game here cause why him of all the whole people in this university do I have to knock over. It's could literally be someone else. Maybe like another professor or even another student. But NO!!! Faith just couldn't let that opportunity slip up so he sent the one person that I've been thinking about all day. "Adrian."

She is beautiful and sweet, and I am starting to fall for her a little bit. I do feel bad about teasing and making her life hell for her in the frat house and school. She doesn't deserve this. She never did anything except show up. If she didn't show up. Maybe Justin, Dustin, and I won't have treated her like shit. I don't know why; we have to be bullies. Every year, we pick an unlucky girl for our fun. I think it's time to stop the game and hurting people. I try to tell my brothers, but they don't want to listen to me. Maybe I can try again with my brothers to stop hurting this innocent, beautiful angel sleeping right here. Maybe I can get them to stop whatever we're doing to her. I must tr

He swallows hard, his chest heaving as if he’s the one suffocating now. “It was just a throwaway comment to you, Kill,” I continue, the tears finally breaking free and spilling down my cheeks. “You forgot it five minutes later. But everyone else heard it. Bree heard it. That was the exact day she started targeting me. That was the day she made it her personal mission to ensure I never felt comfortable in my skin again.”

I hug her, not wanting her to see the tears in my eyes. The next morning, we arrived at school, and as soon as we got down from the car, a crowd surrounded us, and I knew what was coming. “Leon, don’t tell you are now with the school cafeteria’s top customer?” A guy said, pulling his head back. “Are you now interested in fat girls? You can probably carry her with all that strength.” The crowd started laughing, but my eyes were focused on Leon. There was a small speck of hope, maybe this time; he would stand up for me.

I felt a sudden wave of relief wash over me. He would stop all this and I’d be safe for now. I looked at him, pleading with my eyes. This was clear bullying—there was no way he would ignore it. “I think I forgot something in the teachers’ room. I’ll be back, class. Try to keep decorum,” he said to my dismay, then walked out. Kade and Cassian immediately turned toward me. Kade gave me a knowing look, as if telling me: “there’s no one willing to save me,”

It was the least he deserved. " Also, I hope you can keep your promise to her...." I added, bitterly, too. When he saw what I had just given him, his expression froze. He looked visibly enraged, in disbelief, and hurt. But hurt? How could the villain feel any pain? I must have seen my things. " You...You..." He stammered, his words failing him, and I laughed, really laughed. The ever-so-proud Young Master Marco was stammering, that was comforting.

I felt conflicted as I tried not to text him back, my hands clicked away on the keypad wanting to tell him where I was when the TV came up showing his engagement with a young heiress. His smile was so wide that I clenched on the phone. Thorns pierced through my heart, wriggling it in until I slammed the phone against the TV, making sure it had a dent on his face. My hands slipped on my stomach when it ached. He had never smiled at me that way, he had …my eyes went dim when I felt a trickle down my leg and a shriek raced out of my lips as I dropped to the ground, darkness enclosing me.

"I told you not to mess with me." "Oh please, don't mess with you? What are you, some big shot? The Wolf Princess? Yeah, right. You've never even admitted it yourself. Who knows if you're faking it? "Say something! What, cat got your tongue now?" I shoved her. I had always been strong, and she ended up falling over. "Ouch! She hit me! She hit me! Is there no justice anymore? This is blatant bullying. She's abusing her power to oppress others."

“I don’t know you—” “You don’t?” He laughed, sharp and ugly, pressing the flat of the knife under my chin. The cold steel made me freeze. “My little sister, Lena. The one you bullied out of the school two years ago. You threw trash on her body, posted the video. Made the whole campus laugh at her. She dropped out because she couldn’t take the bullying anymore. My baby sister…ruined because of you and your fucking games.”

I wasn’t going to do that anymore. So I hosted a group call. I apologized. And then I told them everything. I mean everything — even the things I had yet to admit to myself. Like how I think I had a crush on him. Crush. I had never used that word before. But the moment it left my throat, I believed it. I knew it was real. “Oh my goodness, it’s the typical bully and his crush. I have read and watched everything in that trope, so cute,” Henry squealed.