Inferno Demon Riders Mc: My Five Obsessed Bullies Novels & Stories

A breath hissed from me. If only there was a magic spell to turn what was left of Father's corpse into dust, I'd be one happy fellow. As I continued with my mental wandering, I was drawn to the incident that'd taken place at the Morenos'. Two grown guys acting like toddlers all because of a mere girl. A maid. Unless I was blind, but there wasn't anything special about her. I mean, come on. What? Why be surprised though? Obviously, those two were fools. Lust-filled idiots. Especially the one that went by Alessio. People that answered that were deficient in brain-developing minerals. Apologies to every science student; I just want to prove a point.

Clara glanced at my feet in disgust. I had planned to buy new shoes after payday. Yes, these were old, but still wearable. They laughed without guilt. I stood frozen—because the P-Boys were gathered near my desk. And their leader was sitting on my chair. P-Boys. The Popular Boys. Handsome, wealthy, and arrogant. They were just like the cheerleaders—loud, spoiled, and cruel to those beneath them. “Don’t want to sit? What’s wrong? Scared of us?” Rayvan sneered. He was their king.

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.

We are both broken and constantly suffocated by each other, but it's the world that doesn't allow us to be. They gave me nightmares; Pierce had promised that he was going to swallow them up. And he did. They are gone. In the end, he still saved me and I still don't have an idea how to help him. His demons are fed by his insane obsession, and I feel that they are going to completely consume him. I'm simply afraid that they may take him away from me in the end. The more he hurt others, the darker his soul gets. I don't feel that guilty about the death of those people. It's probably heaven's or hell's judgement, whichever one.

She sighed deeply. Yeah, the principal surely wouldn't do anything about the bullies. WHY? Because the bullies were no one else but the heartless Aleric Dolce, the famous biker Beau who was feared by almost everyone at college followed by Rosalie Yates, of course.

Every noble gave way for him to walk through. Roman moved through the crowd effortlessly. Lysan's hand tightened on the glass. He had seen that smile a thousand times, in battle fields, in his nightmares, everywhere. But here, no one knew what that smile hid. Dyleon whispered softly to Lysan. “Wow, so that's the famous Demon prince, Roman Da'Luca.” “Yeah.” “They say he's gonna be the next Demon king.” Dyleon's eyes trailed Roman. “But, mere looking at him, he doesn't seem like someone who could cause terror.”

I grinned at my boys, who were all looking nervous except for Mancini. I'd warned, I warned them all that my kid was a whole other breed of fucked up, but they all, to a man, claimed she was just a baby. My phone rang on my hip with the first strains of The Dark Army by Rok Nardin. Mengele's demented ass was calling. "It's in the bunny." I snapped my fingers at the boys to get their attention. "How do you know?" "I know." "Ryder, does your ex have a bunny?"

the bull demon stammered to Long Chen. “Me? Yeah… Mo Tianmo!” The moment that name was spoken, the bull demon—who had been the strongest demon in the arena—collapsed to the ground with eyes wide open. Not only was he dead, but the bull demon’s entire blood essence immediately flowed into Mo Tianmo’s body.

Her reply came back almost instantly. Why not? He's hot. You need a wolf. Problem solved. I groaned, typing back furiously. Because I don't even KNOW him! And he's one of the SEVEN BROTHERS. You know, the most powerful Alphas in this entire school? Yeah, those guys definitely don't get involved with nerds like me. The seven Kane brothers were basically royalty at our college. Everyone knew about them. Seven Alphas, all insanely powerful, all gorgeous, and all completely out of reach for someone like me. They had their own world, their own circle, and girls like me didn't exist in it.

Ky and Anton were hanging over the Plexiglas partition, trying to see into the chutes. A number of kids stayed on and rode their sheep, but the only one who crossed the finish line was Gib. “That kid is a natural bull rider. Channing ain’t gonna keep him outta the chutes when he gets old enough to ride bulls,” Cord said. Anton piped up, “Just wait ’til you see me’n Ky ride bulls. We’re gonna be world champs.” Domini shook her head. “No way am I letting you get on the back of a bull, Anton McKay.”