Spider Man Bullying Novels & Stories

"We'll see. I may be bring some folks back with me, so --" "Not the spider guy, please? He's just . . . it makes my skin crawl." Renata laughed. "You might want to talk to Banshee about working on that fear of yours, because I'm definitely bringing the werespider back with me if he's interested. His resume is great, his current employers are pissed that he might be leaving, and he's a total dominant man-babe! And werespiders are supposed to be near-fucking-impossible to sneak past, making them great guardians."

The bully actually backed up, incredulous that an invertebrate like Jon would dare step up to him. His buddies mockingly chanted “Ooh.” Gabbaducci glanced at them. All of Gabbaducci’s bully instincts tingled. Jon was an unknown quantity. He hadn’t been labeled an easy mark, so the bully was unsure of his success and might be beaten up, but if he backed down, his buddies would spread the word that Gabbaducci had pussied out. His tough guy image would forever be tarnished. Then no respectable Italian girl would fuck him. He had to act but decided on a tactic of ridicule.

I couldn't do anything about my best friend who had drugged me and put me in a stranger's room so I could be taken advantage of, because she was pregnant. “Yes, but it's okay. We are settled now and I'll take it that we are both sorry about what happened yesterday. I'll take my leave,” I said and turned my back ready to leave but he repeated that familiar phrase. “Where do you think you're going?” And I froze. “Home?” I said gently as the dramatic guy got to his feet and stretched forth his hand to shake. “Hi, I'm Mason and I'm this big bully's personal assistant, please don't leave yet. Why don't you freshen up while we get you a change of clothes," he snapped his fingers and returned to a

My legs tremble so bad I have to lean on the door for support. Someone, please get this bug off me. I hate spiders and all crawling insects. Maria knows that. Olivia does too. My eyes flutter open when the movements on my arm cease, I remain frozen until the spider crawls out of sight. Unsatisfied after sanitising my arm, I punch the locker and wince. With a determined scowl, I grab the forgotten tube out of my locker and slam the door, storming off in the direction of the cafeteria. This ends today.

The laughter grew louder, kids from other classes started crowding the classroom. He snapped the diary shut when I got closer and looked down at me. “Wanna know why nobody loves you? It's because everyone can smell your desperation.” “That's not true!” I yelled as tears rolled down my cheeks. I knew I was out of their league but how could he be so cruel? What's wrong with a simple crush? I didn't kill his pet! Why is he bullying me like this? Being the Alpha's sons doesn't give them the right to treat me like this! It's not right!

The people might not have the face of her bully, but she knew that she was being bullied. Remembering how those men talked about having her all to themselves before ending her scent shivers down her spine. She was strong, of course, because of the defensive classes she got to attend due to the continuous bullying, but she knew that she wouldn't be able to face all seven men by herself. Although she didn't know who Blurry was and why he helped her out, she will be forever grateful to the wolf for fighting for her. Roman and Lucas remained still watching Adrianna and Luna Brenda hugged, and that was when the doctor stepped in,

He's all momentum and enthusiasm and five-year-old faith that when he launches himself at someone, they'll catch him. His Spider-Man sneakers (velcro, not laces—why does that detail feel important?) pound against the hardwood. His dinosaur t-shirt is twisted so the T-Rex is almost on his back instead of his front. I drop to one knee. He crashes into me with the full force of a small human who hasn't learned that bodies are fragile. His arms wrap around my neck. His momentum nearly knocks me backward. I catch him, arms closing around his small, solid body, and the weight of him, the reality of him, nearly undoes me.

“Papi, Spaghetti doesn’t wanna be held! He kicked me like a ninja!” I shut my laptop, leaned back, and tried not to smile. “Papiiiiii! Mama Mozzy stole my ball! Call the police! Or Batman!” Zane’s laugh floated up from the living room. “Ash, Batman doesn’t work on Sundays. He’s at the spa.” “What about Superman?” “He’s freelancing now. Not reliable. We should call Spiderman.” “He hates cats, Papi!” “Touché.” I closed my eyes for a second. God. My family was ridiculous. Even the stray cats had their own political alliances now.

"Hey, wait!" He doesn't stop, we're at the edge of the pool. "No, wait! I'm not with extra clothes! At least let me take off my shirt..." Too late. He grins wickedly as he nudges me to my downfall, I resurface from the cool water spluttering for air. He jumps in as well. "How can I go home with these wet clothes? I told you not to!" "You make such an easy target to bully; I couldn't resist. Don't worry, I can lend you some of my clothes."

"I get bullied for being attracted to someone. I get beat up, Ford. Punched. Kicked. Called names. It's not easy" "I'm sorry, i didn't mean it like that i just- My parents would care. I'd be shunned" his eyes glance around, likely keeping an eye out for his football friends. "I get it" I whisper, nodding. "See you at our spot?" he asks, his eyes lighting up with hope. "Of course" I nod, and then I'm heading to class. I feel sick to my stomach. — "You're even more irritating than I thought" I mumble, writing down some ideas for our project. Mrs. Lowey is my favorite teacher, and her class is one of my favorites. She teaches biology. Our project is to study a wild animal.