Penelope Douglas Bully Series Novels & Stories

When Lily is ready, I'll be ready to show her the truth. As I finish my breakfast, I sit and watch my best friend playing with what remains of her food. She isn't the type to waste a single crumb. She told me once that food was often so scarce when it was just her and her mom that she didn't feel comfortable wasting anything. Lily finally stabs a piece of sausage, and as she tries to put it in her mouth, Veronica's hand reaches across the table. She says something, shaking her head. Lily opens her mouth to say something, but Atticus squeezes the hand he is holding under the table, and without saying a single word, Lily lets the fork fall silently to the side of the plate. Whatever they are d

After a while, Penelope struggled to her feet, rubbed her wrist, and headed back to the bedroom. Leaning against the couch, she called Ian. As soon as the call connected, she began to speak in a choked voice, "Ian, I've been terribly bullied here at Lloyd Manor." Ian's cold voice came through from the other end, "So?" Penelope froze. That wasn't how Ian usually treated her. With the child's identity still uncertain, Ian usually tried to keep her happy—not cold and indifferent like this.

"Take a look at how your good daughter treats her mother!" The footage started from the point when Larissa came back with the buns she bought. Penelope was ordering her around—asking to eat an apple in one moment, then for hot water to drink in the next. Penelope's attitude was bad. It was obvious that she was being a bully. As for Larissa, she responded nicely from beginning to end. She agreed to Penelope's requests unconditionally, regardless of how ridiculous the requests were. Ethan also saw the incidents where the knife was "accidentally" dropped and where the glass had "accidentally'' fallen. To him, they merely looked like Penelope was asking for it!

It was ever more clear to me having them both in the same room. He looked at Penelope."Big and brown. I got you a little something."He reached into the gift bag that he had brought and pulled out a soft dinosaur Teddy."My father mentioned that she likes dinosaurs." "Dinosaurs are her favourite."I stood watching her as she cuddled her new soft toy and then cuddled into him. Laying her head on his chest, I saw the look of surprise on his face that she felt comfort so quickly. Maybe she knows that he's her Father.

I was going to take back the foolish moan I had moaned and replace it with gnashing. Struck by courage, I curled my fingers around the hilt and moved the glinting blade to my arm. For the first time since I'd known her, Fatima Poppy had something I was desperately in need of. A silver coated knife. It reminded me of Papà. The bullet that had cut through his shoulder and burst a major artery as the doctor had said. His death was excruciating, and no… I shook my head, choking even though I didn't talk.

**** Author's note If you are here to read Pregnant for the bully, welcome. Okay, this is a note for sensitive readers. This book is a dark romance, it has sexual themes, and verbal abuse. This book is entirely fiction. Abuse, either sexual, physical or verbal is a very real thing in our world. I do NOT condone any behavior of such, nor do I think it's okay. This is purely fiction once again.

Snow soaked my boots, chilling me to the bone, yet it wasn't nearly as painful as the pang in my chest. "The reports said Aldo's wife's last name is Fontana. She has a beauty mark near her eye, and she doesn't resemble you at all," I said calmly. Laura's smile faltered for a moment. I stared directly into her eyes and continued, "How dare you, a mistress, act so arrogantly here? Call Aldo here right now. I want to hear how he explains this." Her expression shifted entirely. It wasn't guilt, but pure, seething anger.

Riley frowned at them, rolled her eyes, and looked away. If I had to describe my friends in one word? Crazy. The kind of crazy you don't mess with. The kind of crazy that makes even the boldest bullies shut up and back off. Penelope was what people liked to call a psychopath with eyeliner. Beautiful, terrifying, and always one second away from throwing a punch. If she picked a fight, she'd probably win it. And if she didn’t? Well, she had Kai, her boyfriend, a man who would burn down the world for her.

Cliffhanger Ending – Chapter Twenty-Nine That night, Helena returned to her dorm room and opened the strange notebook again. Inside, on the last page—now faintly visible under the light—a name had appeared in smeared ink. Sophia Blackwood Beneath it, a single line scratched in uneven writing: “Trust no one wearing white.” She stared at the words, heart pounding. White… like the nurse uniforms? Like the school admin? Or someone else entirely? Absolutely! Here's the continued Chapter Twenty-Nine of The Bully Who Fell First, where new alliances begin to form—and Bianca’s manipulations take a darker turn.

His pulse refused to slow down. *Pathetic.* That was the word for this. For all of it. Three years of being humiliated by someone and still, still, lying in bed every morning hoping for one more glimpse of him before school forced them back into their assigned roles .... bully and joke, golden boy and punchline. Ezra had never told anyone. Not Sophie. Not his mother. Some secrets you buried so deep they became part of the foundation, load-bearing walls holding up everything else, and you learned to live around the shape of them instead of ever digging them out.