Sky High Bully Novels & Stories

Aaron snarled, and out of the corner of his eye, Gabriel saw that he was standing in front of his father, finger raised "I don't know what kind of vandals you are creating in this house, but rest assured that if your son approach my sister again, so I'm the one who's going to make your lives hell, you know? Fuck! What kind of bastard bullies a younger girl, for Christ's sake..." "Bullying?" Edgar repeated, incredulous "But... Gabriel... My son would never do that..." "Do you know? Fuck you and your son! And you better never go near any Vamcap again, if you don't want me to break both of you!” Aaron growled, walking over to where his mom and sister were still hugging “Come on. Let's go home.

Let the games begin. Just as I was about to signal my pack to begin, a flash of strawberry blonde hair caught my attention. There she was, Skye, my daughter. Her hair, an exact copy of her mother's, shone under the moonlight, her delicate figure cutting through the ranks of the Silver Pack. I found myself unable to look away. Seeing her after all these years...it was like looking at a ghost. She was the spitting image of her mother. She sprinted towards Jayleen, her blue eyes wide with fear, coming to a halt beside him. Her chest heaved as she panted, her gaze locked onto mine.

Sky moved forward to greet her, but before he could speak, she cut him off, her eyes narrowing as they flicked between us. “And who is this?” she asked, her voice icy and clipped, as if I were an insect beneath her notice. I tensed, the warmth from the house immediately evaporating. Sky, to his credit, didn’t seem fazed by her tone. He took a breath, then said calmly, “Mother, this is Hayley. My mate. And soon to be my wife.” The room went silent, the air suddenly thick with tension. For a moment, his mother just stared at him, her lips pressing into a thin line. Then she turned her gaze to me, her eyes sharp as daggers.

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.

“…and then the dog escaped.” Mason immediately sits up straighter. “The big one?” “Yes, the big one.” “The fluffy one?” “There are a lot of fluffy ones.” “The giant fluffy one.” Mrs. Cross laughs. “Yes. The giant fluffy one.” “I would’ve caught him.” “Would you?” Mason nods seriously. “I’m very fast.” I bite back a smile. “That’s true,” I tell him. “I’ve seen it.” His face lights up immediately. Validation achieved. Mission accomplished. Across the table, Beckett rolls his eyes.

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.