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

I heard Monica say, and I ran to the kitchen to see her standing over my sister. "You better get away from my sister," I snarled as I walked in front of Jennifer. "Hi, Claire; I was just having a conversation with your sister. She told me that she would clean the kitchen for me today," Monica said nervously. Monica was your average bully. She would bully the ones that she knew wouldn't fight back. My sister was the type that wanted everyone to like her. She also wasn't the fighting type. But I was, and everyone knew not to fuck with my sister or me.

Dominic teased as he playfully jabbed the shoulder of his friend turned brother in law. Tyra rolled her eyes and possessively tugged back Max in her hold. “Stop bullying him already !” she exclaimed indignantly. “I am your protective brother and his evil brother in law. Of course I will be at his ass all the time now,” Dominic evilly smugged and we all knew whose “ass” was going to get fried by his sister.

“Don’t listen to them, Annalise. They’ll change their tune once they see how important you are to the pack and how amazing you truly are. Zane’s just pissed that his wolf has deserted him. Serves him right.” ANNALISE Huffing a breath in anger, I glare into the darkness. My brother and his evil friends have bullied me all my life. Now I’m being bullied by an older sister I didn’t even know existed. I’m tired of this shit, and I will not stand for it any longer.

A few minutes later after they left my brother came to ask what was happening earlier and I said nothing. “Really?” “Yes, they wanted you. I was surprised to hear that my brother is a friend of people, my age group.” “You won’t understand, you are still new in the real world.” “One thing that confuses me is that why did they badly want you, it’s like they were ready to kill. What did you do to them?” “It’s him not them. He's paranoid about his sister dating me, we were cool when we first met last year but everything changed when I dated his sister. He thinks I`m just using her.”

Victoria asks making me laugh a little. “She is not that bad.” I lie, not wanting to bitch about my own sister. “Isn’t she dating the same guy who beat up your student and ruined Landon’s life as a kid?” She asked giving me no choice but to concede that yes, she is kind of like my evil sister.

If you hit my son, the older sister has reached the number. "Clack" the door of the room opened, a young man entered, looking quite dashing, handsome and bright. Her sister suddenly shouted: "Husband, you see, she bullies my mother and children!" Oh, blame me now? This sister is very good, if she has a husband, she can say whatever she wants to say. I'm the only one here to accept your husband. He turned to look at me, I looked back at him. Then he slowly walked over, what is this, what is he going to do? When he was close to the bed, suddenly he bent down to pick up the other sister's pillow.

I couldn't believe that such a nice day was going to end like this. I wanted to go to my room, but I knew that if I just ran away, it would give them reasons to come after me later on. I looked at her, and she was smirking, staring at me. She was really pushing my buttons, but I couldn't do anything, especially with her father present. I was desperately waiting for the day when I could get back at her, just like this. "Was running away from us not enough that you have to bully your little sister like this?" he asked. I didn't expect this from him; he was supposed to get angry and throw fits, as he usually did. But he was doing the exact opposite.

I felt sorry for his sister when he told me she wasn't allowed to date. He would go on dates, while Bella and Brigitta would be across the street at one of the restaurants in case Ashton messaged her that the date was crazy or he didn't like her. Brigitta would either barge in and accuse Ashton of cheating or she would go up to Ashton and his date, telling him she was pregnant. I wanted to laugh when he told me what his sister and Brigitta did to make sure his date wouldn't ever call him again.

Rossi and said in a raised voice, "Alright, fine. But a public apology isn't enough. You're going to have to slap yourself in front of everyone tomorrow, and you won't stop until I'm satisfied. Only then will I not call the police." "Fine." Clenching my fists, I agreed to all of his terms. The humiliation cut deep, but it was all worth it—so long as my sisters weren't dragged into this. That evening, when I pulled my cap low over my face and dragged my exhausted body back to the small apartment my second sister, Giulia Bianco, had rented for me, I found my 66th, 79th, and 93rd sisters bustling away in the kitchen. The moment they saw me walk in, they immediately surrounded me, their faces li

"What?" "Ricardo!" She suddenly frowned at me. "You haven't been doing a good job looking out for Laura. This person has bullied her since high school and you didn't deem it fit to let me know. How could you stand back and watch your sister being harrassed?" "She's not my sister!" It came out even before I could hold it in. I couldn't bear the thought of calling the woman I loved 'my sister'. That was insane. "What?" Mom whispered in shock.