Fnaf 4 Bully Novels & Stories

“She smiles more now.” Tommy grinned slowly. “Maybe somebody should stop bullying her then.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t bully her.” All three of them stared at me silently. Then Tyler burst out laughing. “BRO.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. But even while they laughed— One thought stayed stuck in my head. Hannah Foster was changing. Slowly. Quietly. And somehow… I had a feeling our story was only beginning.

《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.

Wren Carter I made my way out of the class as I heard chatter increase behind me. Such childish acts did not concern me. I was here to study and build a future for myself, not entertain some wannabe bully with a complex. He could amuse himself all he wanted, but I had better things to do than become part of his daily entertainment.

I inquire, with a comical tone that could make a clown laugh. "Well, let me tell you folks, I wasn't always this studly specimen you see before you. Nope, I was a scrawny little thing and got picked on so much I practically had a permanent wedgie. But now, I've made it my life's mission to help out all those little munchkins who are getting bullied. I go to schools, give talks, and even play mentor to a few of these kids to pump up their confidence. So yeah, I may have been a wimpy kid, but now I'm a wimpy-kid-turned-bully-buster-extraordinaire!" Declan shares his transformation from scrawny to manly.

“The only joke here is you,’’ the strange girl commented before they went back to whispering. “You forgot that you have some charity and volunteer work to do today?’’ Vince finally spoke slowly as he edged closer to my bed. “I’m absent from school with permission, yeah, it’s official,’’ I was now speaking quickly scared of what would happen next. I would just scream. “I-I ….’’ “Under whose authority do you skip school when you like, especially when you have a full day to spend with me,’’ The bully added referring to the charity work that I was supposed to do with all of them as punishment. “But…’’ I tried to defend myself. “Nobody cancels plans with me or dares to miss them, worst of all, yo

The hallway’s air-conditioning blasted down on me like a winter storm wind, and I couldn’t stop shivering. “We need to report this,” Nate said as he led me toward our department teacher’s office. “No,” I whispered, halting in my tracks. “I can’t.” “You have to. What they did was cold-hearted and vicious. That’s not just bullying, Amber—it’s abuse.” “But what if they come after me again?” I questioned, my voice crackling ever so slightly. “What if… what if they make it worse?” “Mason’s father might be the alpha of this pack and a shareholder at this university, but that doesn’t mean he can keep doing this. This is wrong.” Nate commented. “You don’t have to fight alone. Not anymore.”

“The high school demon? Bro, where’s the hidden camera? You cannot convince me this isn’t a prank!” I ran a frustrated hand through my hair, taking a long swig of my beer. “Trust me, I wish it was a prank. I wish someone would jump out right now and tell me my family doesn’t owe four million, that I’m not being forced into marriage with the one person who made my life a living hell.” I exhaled sharply. “How can a grown-ass adult still be a bully, Sam? Don’t people outgrow that shit?”

“That’s inhumane.” The girl shrugs. “It’s kind of nice to be ignored. Better than being picked on. Oh, I’m FA by the way.” “FA?” I question. “Is that short for something?” She immediately turns pink in the face and gives me an awkward laugh. She adjusts her glasses again. “Yes, unfortunately. Fat Ass.” “Fat Ass?!” I gasp. “That’s your name?!” She tips her head. “Not, governmentally, per say but, yes. Here it is.”

Quite familiar ones, actually. Tall, lean, ripped—because he was fucking shirtless—and standing there was Liam Carter. My high school bully. How the fuck was he here?

He didn't see how they'd been picking on me—and even worse, he was siding with them. "What did you say?" My voice was shaky. "Apologize to my family!" Wayne growled, his jaw tight with anger. I snorted in fury, yanked my wrist free, raised my other hand, and slapped him hard across the face. The sharp crack rang like a gunshot, and the room went eerily quiet. "I'm not apologizing for a damn thing!" I yelled. The silence stretched for a few seconds before someone broke it with a clap. Lucy, who had remained silent up until now, got up and made her way over to me. She threw her arm around my shoulders, clearly excited and overjoyed.