I'm Dating My Sister's Bully Novels & Stories

“Maybe because he spent half of my teenage years making my life miserable?” “That was years ago—” “He was a menace,” I cut in, sitting up slightly now, my voice gaining energy despite the exhaustion still lingering in my body. “A full-time, dedicated, highly committed menace.” Nina rolled her eyes. “You’re exaggerating.” “I am understating to be honest. You were his sister, you didn’t have to go through it.” I corrected. “And heck if I had known this it would not have been a mystery as to why nobody bullied you either.”

“Don’t scare me, my dear sister. Tell me what I should do now.” Hayden smiled and said, “I don’t know. You’re the one who offended me. You can try pleasing him and ask him to let you off.” “You’re my sister. Can you bear seeing your brother being bullied by Kevin?” “Don’t worry. He won’t go overboard for my sake. He’ll think you’re too free and talkative at most, and get you something to do. For example, helping Mom and Dad arrange a blind date for you and keeping an eye on you during the date. We’re just ten minutes apart. You’re at a suitable age to marry too.”

Elianna The name itself burned on Clara’s tongue like poison. How could her own sister, flesh and blood, cut her so deeply? Clara had grown up believing that no matter what the world hurled at her, her sister would be her refuge. Instead, Elianna had become the dagger pressed against her throat. What hurt even more was Adrian.

I mutter, turning back to my phone and hoping he'll get the hint that I want him to go away. "Oh, I'm sorry, your date's clearly an idiot. Wait for him to grovel and then block his number." Without waiting for an invitation that isn't coming, he slides into the seat beside mine, placing both drinks on the table, one nearer to me than him and facing me like he's got no intention of leaving me alone. "Yes, well, unfortunately my 'date' is harder to shake off than that. It's my sister." I pause the show on my phone and flash it in his direction so he sees the title. "I'm quietly researching how to get away with Sororicide before I go home."

Every penny I spent was from the funds that my mother left for me. "Yes, I know Claude. I'm his sister!" I shot back angrily. No one had ever hit me before, so my anger flared up. I screamed at the crowd of unruly women, "Now that you know that Claude is my brother, get out of here this instance!" "You shameless vixen! That's what all mistresses claim to be when they're exposed!" the woman sneered, digging her nails into the side of my cheek that she had slapped. My eyes stung with tears from the pain, but I couldn't push her hand away.

I bring her in for a side hug as we walk down the hall. “Thank you! I better get going, my class is all the way downstairs.” She chuckles. I shake my head in amusement as my sister bounces away. “Your little sister is turning into a hottie.” My body freezes at the sound of his voice. Spinning around, I come face to face with my bully. “Please stay away from her.” I plead.

I loved my sister and there was nothing I wouldn't do for her which is why I couldn't be around her now, but that doesn’t mean I can’t find this tony boy and make him pay for telling that to my sister. I chuckled at the memory. I ended up with a bruised fist while he ended up with a busted lip and an extremely painful bruise. Just a reminder not to mess with my sister. I needed to get the anger out of me somehow and beating up a boy who was bullying my sister seemed like the right way to go.

And if today she was in that state the sole reason was him. I strode towards him and gave him a tight punch against his face. “Are you insane? Your sister is fighting against her panic attack and you are fooling around, getting into fights? Your so-called enemies did this to her. They even assaulted her. Can you imagine her state of mind? You are a black mole in the name of a brother. Just go and die.”

At least I knew he wouldn’t ask for sex since he was under the impression that I was carrying the flesh-eating virus. His smile darkened, making my stomach clench in unease. “Since you’ve been our guest, you’ve gone out of your way to bully my precious little sister. So, in order to help her cope with the trauma, I think it’s only fair that you apologize to her.”

Just like every other person in Canada, I believed it was the best school. But I soon learnt the truth— it was the playground for wealthy and spoiled snubs. And from day one, I was doomed when Nate bumped into me, making my coffee splash all over his designer outfit. No matter how much I tried to apologize to him, Nate just couldn't forgive the embarrassment. From that day on, he made sure my life was a living hell with his endless bullying. And now here I was, suspecting my own boyfriend at 10pm in the night because of the stupid-ass text Nate sent.