Sky High Bully Novels & Stories

he shrugged with uncertainty, and Kyle gave him a tired look. ~~Alright.~~ ~~Let's go with HUSKY then.~~ "Great." he smiled, then the furry brown husky he'd missed for a while, seeped back into his mind. Causing a new wave of excitement rile him up. "Right! It's been a while since I asked of Sky. Your aunt's husky. How's he doing?" Kyle eyed him in silence. **He's stuck on getting you to fall for him, that's how he's doing.**

buddy can you help me? I ask. "Sure" He said, eating the cupcake. "You see that beautiful woman over there." I pointed at Adeline, who's busy giving the children a cupcake. "Yeah miss Adia." "I'm gonna surprise her with some beautiful balloon flowers wanna help me??" I ask him. "Is she your girlfriend??" Sky said, stuffing his mouth with a cupcake. "Yeah, do you think it's weird??" I ask him. "No, why would it be weird?? I think the two of you look cute."

Becca’s POV ‘They won’t stop coming, ' Skye yelled while plunging fist into the throat of a creature that looked like a rabbit-toad hybrid. ‘We’ll take them, we can take them,” Cole rasped back with a wolfish snarl. “Bad idea wolf boy” Skye retorted,fizzing through the arena with the speed of a man bullet.”They won’t die. If we continue like this, we’ll be the ones to die here”

I was still too weak. Moving in with my grandmother was amazing. I finally made a few friends and enjoyed the rest of my last year of high school. I had studied hard and gotten into college and I was about to be in my last year. I decided to transfer to the pack college for my last year, I was ready now to face my bully.

Beckett stands so quickly his chair scrapes backward. “No fucking way.” I recognize him too. Older now. Different haircut. But the face is unmistakable. The person taking pictures of my humiliation freshman year wasn’t Amber. It wasn’t Bryce. It wasn’t Jamie. It was Tyler. Beckett’s cousin. And suddenly I understand why Jamie thought she was caught in the middle. Because Tyler hadn’t just known about the bullying. He had been there from the beginning.

Skye was a large black wolf with vibrant blue eyes and she had a white crescent moon on her left hip. It was similar to the birthmark I had on my hip, except mine was light brown. We had the same color of eyes and my hair was raven black and when it hit the sun just right, I could see a hint of blue in it. I wasn’t sure how tall I was, but I couldn’t be much taller than five feet.

Finally, I ended up falling on the floor. Looking up, I see Sandy, Cindy, and Mark standing there. Keith walks up to me with a trash bag and dumps flour all over me. I looked up at him, and he was smiling down at me. "Happy Birthday, Loser!" He said and walked away. Keith is our Alpha’s son. A big bully in my life. "I can't believe he would throw flour on you! I'm going to beat his ass. No! I'm going to have Derek beat his ass. You know he hates when Keith bullies you. " Kate said

Angel's words made Violet frown even more. "Unlike an ordinary bully, professional bully stay calm..." Silence enveloped them both before Angel finally spoke again. "They will just break their victim's spirit, drop their victims mind, and they will be died by tehirself." *** The sky looks black when Alyne comes out of her class. She looked up and pursed her lips wearily. It's raining again, that girl really hates rain, the wet and the cold water that fell from above for some reason makes her feel so alone.

Mom smiled happily. I couldn't still wrap my head around the fact that my dad was a bully in highschool. I mean dad was always calm and quiet and loving. I could remember when I told him about the neighbor who I think was stalking me and he told me he would give him a friendly greeting and I have never heard from that neighbor again. I see him but he never says anything bad to me. I can't even picture Dad being a bully; he is so timid. "Did you like the time you spent with Vincent?" Mom asked making me go silent for a while as I pondered on the question.

The girl then looked up and became stunned when she saw Monica. Monica also looked at the friend of the tanned-skin girl. Unlike the one that crashed into him, this girl had also had a tanned-skin and average-height, but she had brown hair styled in a bun. Her body was also very toned, slim, and athletic, showing that she took care of her body very well. Monica thought, but then...