Mark Fnaf Bully Novels & Stories

They can only do anything unless he tells them, so she is excited to hurt me as I am here, in their playroom. "I never thought your little cutie girl could be here, Damon?" Theodore Brown walks in, looking at me like I am just a dirt and walks to the other side of the room, still staring at me. He is our pack's Gamma's son, one who doesn't initiate bullying anyone but when he starts, they are just considered dead because he is deadly among everyone in this room. He killed almost 4 people before and no one can recognize the dead people’s face because of the torture they went through by him. People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary.

It was no surprise her son turned out to be a bully. Jessica seemed to calm down afterwards, her body was still shaking in anger. She looked a wild beast that was about to devour its prey. The look on her face was a scary one, but Blake didn't seem frightened by her gaze. "Blake, you claim to know who killed Mark. Who was it?"

The voice giggled softly and said, "Oh, how I love when you do that. Being a bad guy really is fun. But enough of it, if you really want me to forgive you then I have something for you to do." "Anything, anything just don't publish my secret out," Marco said as he raised his head and clasped his hands together. He waited for the voice's orders while wiping his tears away and sniffing his nose. The voice hummed as if thinking about what Marco will do. "Well, here what you have to do: take back your report from the student council. It's up to you on how and what reason you're going to use, I just want no record of any bullying related to you. You already know what I can do, Marco. This time, m

《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.

Pushing off the cape to reveal his face. Wait. That bald hair. The braided beards. Shit that scowls. Is he? No way. "Maths teacher Frank." I gasp stepping back. "What are you...? What are you doing here?" "What? You aren't happy to see your favourite teacher." He smile smugly. That smile he always have on his face when he tells me not to worry that the bullying's will stop. That the bully's will get bored of it. "You are, you are a rogue?" I ask, more to myself.

“What are you going to do about it? Go ahead—I dare you.” Mommy’s right, he thought. Some people will only bully you more if you let them go once. “Heh... kid, in front of so many people, what can you possibly do to me?” Jacqueline thought she had this under control. Her little niece had said that even when this blind kid was bullied, he wouldn’t dare tell his dad. “How about making you die?” Mark smiled coldly. “With a face like yours, scaring people just by showing up—that’s your biggest crime.”

Here she felt so guilty for hiding this from her mother yet she already knew everything. “Of course, sweetie. How could I not? It is all written all over your face and it is the fault of this idiot. I will make him regret. I warned you, child but you never listened to me. Anyway, it is okay . People learn from their mistake and move on with their lives” Serena muttered with hate. “You crazy old woman. I am already impatient and the both of you are coming with me now.” Mark said and then whistled. Three bully men came into the house and started advancing on them.

Their faces were scary and frightening and I recognized them as my bully. Lucy, Mae and Freya; The three bullies who made my life hell in school. "Welcome, Miss Luna." Lucy, the fat one among them said, her voice tinged with scorn as she dragged my hair. "Let me go!" I yelled as I struggled in her grip. The rest laughed as they watched the scene and I could see Mae, bringing out her phone from her pocket. She wanted to make a video of my assault and I'm certain she wouldn't hesitate to post it online.

My heart ached for that boy, for the innocent genius who had been pushed through school too fast, too young, into a world he wasn't ready for. "Hey, smarty pants!" a rough voice grunted. It was Mark, the biggest of the three bullies. He was tall, with a mean glint in his eyes. "Heard you got another perfect score on Dr. Evans' exam. Guess you got all the answers, huh?"

“That's me, sir. Please, can I come into your office? I urgently need to speak to you.” He gives me the go ahead, and I step it. I'm a law abiding student, so I simply sit down and pour out my heart to Mister Spellman. I tell him how Marlon has made himself my self designated bully, and what his latest trick is. Mister Spellman doesn't believe me, so he asks me to step out with him, and as soon as he walks out of his office, he sways from the amount of garbage that has littered the hallway.