The Bully Audiobook Novels & Stories

I had failed. I pivoted on my heels to head out and grieve myself into death. Hands balled up and heart thundering, I reached for the door, pulling it open when a little voice uttered: "Who are you?" —To be continued in Book Two: The Alpha Bully's Redemption—

He said maliciously, I was almost shocked at his words, I mean sure Ryder always insulted me, but this felt different. "I'm sorry Ry-" I began shaking and felt tears run down my face. The grip on my arms made me worry as I bruise easily, I didn't want him to hurt me. He looked into my eyes and then let go of me. He looked at me again with that unknown emotion so strongly, as if he was saying sorry. He walked away and I rubbed my hands trying to get blood back into them. I wasn't in pain, but this whole ordeal was insane. He seemed so out of it, almost as if he was scared or upset and he used his anger. I walked to class and the day went by normally, well as normal as it can get after being h

I just stared at him without saying a word. I was too surprised by what he was doing. He was this cold and intimidating boy that no one ever dared to talk to except his friends, only admiring him from afar. But here he was, saving a weak girl like me. I couldn’t even speak. I had been mute since Mom died and hadn’t spoken a word. “You should not let yourself be bullied,” he said, and his voice sounded mad. Was he mad at me? What had I done wrong? “Look at you. You look so easy to bully. That’s why they came after you.”

[Lily] If you were to ask me before today if a man like Atticus Preston could cry, I would have told you it was impossible. Because crying would mean you can feel something profound enough to hurt you. To have the ability to feel so deeply means you have a heart. Atticus Preston the bully has no heart. He is all smiles and flirting and cruel manipulation. He doesn’t have the depth of emotion for true pain. But this person crying in my arms--he is not the bully, he is someone else.

If there had been any meaningful moments with her, they had long since faded into obscurity. Curiously, Laura faced bullying from Audrey Brown. At first, Audrey hadn’t known Maximus Palmer personally. She only knew he was Laura’s father, a wealthy and powerful man. She had never met him at school. Laura, being quiet and introverted, appeared weak in Audrey’s eyes. To her, Laura’s reserved demeanor was nothing but a façade. 'How could someone with everything in life act like such a meek little nobody?' she often thought. Audrey’s bullying stemmed from envy, rooted in Laura’s high social standing and privilege from birth.

It was no surprise that I became a target for bullies. Once, when I was thirteen, three girls bullied me and cut my notebook. Tate saw them and said in a calm, firm voice, “Give it back to her.” They handed it over right away. He never knew my name and walked away before I could even thank him. I stood there holding the notebook to my chest, my heart beating too fast, thinking he didn't have to do that.

the bully Gottlied Lauterbarch pronounced half stuttering "You are an idiot, you too will die" “You are wrong, between you and me there is a cosmos of difference in terms of power; while you are a mere human, I am a primal. " Turning his back, Zark walked away from the group. In anger from within him, Gottlied charged with a clenched fist in Zark's direction; But before he hit, came Keil's powerful counterattack. Driving her armored fist squarely into Gottlied's jaw, Keil smashed the bully's jaw, breaking half of the teeth of whoever he had dared to raise his hand against Zark in the process.

He is indeed scared. Trying to pretend like the bully doesn't exist, Augustus tries to continue with his work, taking out a few books from his bag before it is roughly snatched away from him, now in the hands of the bully. Said bully holds it over Augustus head, his average height unable to match that of a five feet eleven inch guy. "Come one now! Be some fun! I heard you were really fun the last time!" The bully laughs, finding it fun as Augustus jumps up and down to grab his books, always being out of reach somehow.

Fuck… The bully looked at me from head to toe before smirking. "Huh, a newbie? Well, I didn't expect it to be you…" he said, approaching me. I stood silent and terrified, realizing his clothes were really branded. Double fuck! The bully cornered me against a table, before low-key chuckling. I hitched when he poked my breast and brought his mouth close to my ear, saying, "But you know, although you're ugly… You have big breasts. Why don't you let me suck and then I'll let you go…"

one of the girls slurred. “Yeah you’re right.” the first girl hummed. She lowered her voice. “But hey, what about that other girl, Wren?” My eyes widened as I pushed myself against the wall. Now they were onto me?! “What about her?” “Cyrus seems awfully interested in her.” the first girl slurred. They were trying to keep the conversation seem like a secret but their drunk selves have underestimated their loud volumes. I pinched the bridge of my nose as these girls would go so far as to think bullying would make a man interested in a girl.