Penelope Douglas Bully Series Novels & Stories

He backed up to the door and pulled it ajar, letting the bullies enter. Jayce tutted and shook his head as he passed. He was at least a head taller than the rest of them and had fists the size of boulders. Everyone knew this guy was an animal when it came to fighting. It was the consensus that if you got targeted you rolled up and played dead, much like the protocol for a bear attack. "I'm sorry, okay?" Alfie cried. "I'm sorry. I only went with her because she bought me stuff. I don't even like her."

Shaking the thought away, I got dressed and headed downstairs, hoping to grab something small before school. The kitchen smelled of toasted bread and coffee. Mrs. Caster looked up immediately. "Good morning, Alyson! "Good morning." "There are pancakes, eggs and fruit. Help yourself." “I’m not hungry, I’ll just have an apple.” “That’s nonsense, you are not leaving till you eat something.” "Okay, I'll just have some toast." As I reached for a slice of bread, Leon appeared beside me. To anyone watching, it looked as though he was simply reaching for the butter.

“Thanks' ' is all I can manage. He squeezes my wrist, and then they are all leaving. And when Mrs. Lowey comes back, all the floodgates break. She lets me sit at her desk, in a chair beside it as I sob into my hands. Years of bullying, years of abuse. Years of everything and now they're sorry? It’s hard to process, especially because I think they meant it. I think they were genuine. Is it because he’s my mate, or because they never wanted to act that way to begin with? I’m not sure what to take from that. “What happened?” Mrs. Lowey’s voice is soft.

But my own plans, though seemingly more structured, were fraught with their own complexities and challenges. "I'm just planning on taking over my pack as the next alpha," I said, trying to sound confident and assured. Jules nodded, her eyes scanning the crowd for potential prey. It was then that I noticed a new student approaching us, her head held high and her eyes blazing with defiance. She was unlike any other student I had seen—stubborn and strong-willed, with a fierce determination that radiated from her every pore. Jules, sensing an opportunity to assert her dominance, moved in to bully the newcomer, her eyes glinting with malicious intent. But the girl was no pushover, and soon a fier

Once done with the call, he stared at the door his son just stormed through, and muttered, "He's turned into a cold-blooded devil. Oh moon goddess, how do I handle him?" THE END PS. It's the end of Book 2- in the bully series. Vivian's story shall be continued in the third and last book in the series, which is named— Tortured by the bully. Stay tuned^-^

I grab the keys to my jeep and head uptown, not knowing exactly what I’m going to say except that the bullying needs to stop, now that Ella is mine. The coffee shop is busy for this time of day, but since it’s winter break, the high schoolers are all hanging out instead of being home. I’m sure parents love this time of year, when their already hormonal teenagers are hyped up on caffeine by the time they return home from a long work day. I spot Kaylee and her posse in a corner booth, so I redirect myself over to her. I’m glad to see that her friend Callie is with her, since it was her account that the video originated from.

Since my parents had never appeared on the school's premises, rumors began circulating about how I was a stray child without any parents. One day, when classes were over, a group of daring students blocked my path, demanding I hand over all the money I had. It was then that Penelope appeared. She stopped the punch that had been aimed at the back of my head and put herself between the bullies and me. "What are you doing?" she exclaimed. "Gathering an entire group of people just to pick on someone who's by himself? Don't you have any shame?" Although Penelope was a woman, she was a skilled fighter. She was feared by everyone on campus, including the bullies. Their group scattered swiftly.

I blew the hair out of my face but my efforts were to no use. Unexpectedly, Ryder placed my unruly strands away from my face and I averted eye contact. "Thankyou." I say. "You look horrible, why would you go out of the house like that." Well that hurt, I thought I looked nice. My eyes welled up and I tried to get out of his hold. "Stop." He said and held me in place. "Why so you could bully me even more." I retorted, he smiled at me as if proud that I stood up to him. It was rare to see Ryder smile, it was so genuine and showed another side of him. Doesn't erase the fact that he's a psycho who feeds off my pain.

I replied She turned on the stereo as we drove to school "I didn't ask yesterday , but what happened between you and Hayden? Is he back to bullying you?" A sigh escaped my lips and I just stared out the window "You'll have to speak up sometime you know?" She said giving me the look I just wished it was that easy... ******************** Today couldn't get any worse, Hayden was in this class and he just kept digging holes into my back...then a piece of paper hit my head ,I turned to meet his smirk "What?" I said in annoyance "Evans are you paying attention?" Mrs Claire, our history teacher spoke.... Great , she didn't see when Hayden threw a paper at me, she only saw me speaking

"I'm so good! I can't believe it! My plan was a success! Oh yeah! Oh yeah!" Yes, you all heard it right. Everything that happened earlier was Clark's plan. He set up that robbery stunt. He was the one who got Penelope's paper bags while I waited for him to hand me the paper bags. And when he did, I jogged towards her to return them. "What? No, I won't" I refused Clark's suggestion. He suggested that I should make Penelope my subject. Because since she is famous, many people would love to read anything about her.