Penelope Douglas Bully Series Novels & Stories

Stefan called out with difficulty, his airflow was restricted. Axel tried to revive her, but it was pointless. She was gone. To his surprise, Penelope's corpse turned into a dog-like creature. He let go of her in dismay. Like he had been hit with a jolt of electricity. Why was Penelope’s body turning into a dog? Though his eyes were blinded by tears, he still managed to make out the figure of his grandfather moving toward him. He could bet he was not happy. He broke out in sweat and shivered, which were all human reflexes. But that was all he could feel in that moment, dread. He quickly released the young man's breath and ran to his grandfather. He fell at his feet in panic.

People call him a psychopath and I never even wanted to be in the same room as him, he is that scary. Right now, I am ready to let anyone bully me or hurt me, unless it is him. I don't want to be with him, I am even ok with Damon hurting me, I don't want him to let his psychopath friends to show their bulling skills on me. "I don't know why you guys are so interested in hurting that little girl” My heart skipped as soon as I heard David Brown’s voice, who looks at his friends disappointed and then me with the look of pity. He is Theodore's brother, the youngest son of the Gamma, he is the only good person in this whole friend group, He never bullied anyone and always helps others. He is like

‘Try to keep yourself together girl, he is an infamous bully' she scolded herself. His warning again ringed in her mind, ‘don’t come in front of me. You need to stay away from me’. 'Was he pleading in front of me to stay away from him?’ She thought while recalling the desperation she heard in his tone when he said those words. 'Don’t be stupid, he is a bully, he doesn’t do pleading, he just commands'. She shrugged the thought of meeting him again aside and entered into the locker room. Both Cara and Sapphire frowned at the unusual crowd in the locker room.

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.

"Kaelen is so attentive, isn't he? My father always said the Steele family was tough, but Kaelen has been nothing but sweet since the attack." Sweet? I almost laughed out loud. The man was an aggressive, arrogant brute who threw doctors across hotel rooms, but sure, let's call him sweet. "He has his moments," I replied stiffly, turning on my heel toward my own room to drop off my work bag before I snapped the little doll’s head. Twenty minutes later, the three of us sat around the large dining table. I came down mainly because I was starving and a little croissant at lunch didn't count as food.

Or someone is being bullied again? Hmm, I’m getting curious about how it feels to be bullied. I slowly walked towards there and intruded on the students so I could better see what they were looking at. I saw the woman who only studied here because she had a scholarship. She’s always being bullied because she is poor. Well, all students here are rich and other people think that this school is only for rich kids. I frowned when I saw Ysay slap Cherry on the cheek. Ysay is the number one bully here. She bullied students she doesn’t like. Cherry is a new student, she just transfer here a month ago and when students know about her being poor, they bully her.

Charlotte yelled, making her flinch. "Yes…" Charlotte continued without yelling, turning away with a smile as she walked with her hands widened. "I lost interest in that dickhead because he's going down. His damn business is going down and I can't be with someone who's going to go bankrupt anytime soon…" she turned back to Ava with a dangerous smile. "And then I clung to someone else who is swimming in money but that still doesn't make you fuck my man!!" She shouted, punching her hard in the belly.

“Watching you follow him around like some lost puppy, hoping he’d actually take you seriously. You really are so dumb!” Penelope forced herself to breathe. She knew better than to respond. Darla was a trained bodyguard—if Penelope so much as looked at her the wrong way, she could easily hurt her, and no one would care. Darla leaned in closer, her tone turning lower, more dangerous.

"Penelope, I trusted you like a sister when I shared those memories. How could you turn around and use them to lie to my parents?" Henry stepped forward, his expression darkening like a brewing storm. "Penelope, Clara has tolerated you over and over. Why can't you just leave her alone?" Victor was taken aback. "Wait, did she bully Clara?" "Yes, Mr. Wright. Clara never said anything because she has a kind heart. She didn't want to cause you any trouble. "But personally, I've had it with Penelope's toxic and jealous behavior! "She has been envious of Clara since we were kids. At the orphanage, she would steal Clara's toys. Once we started school, she even tore up her homework.

Free. Then she stopped. There was a dog—huge, fluffy, white with soft eyes—lounging lazily outside a store, and Penelope knelt without hesitation, her hands instantly in its fur. “Oh my God, he’s adorable,” she cooed, scratching behind the dog’s ears, as it wagged its tail happily. I slowed beside her, crossing my arms, watching the way her eyes lit up, the way her smile curved so naturally when she was around something soft and alive.