The Bully Busters Novels & Stories

NO MORE FEAR. They stapled them across the school walls, tucked them into lockers, slid them beneath classroom doors. By the time the bell rang that morning, Brentford Academy was buzzing. Scene Ends – Helena’s Reflection That night, Helena sat at her desk, staring at a photo of Sophia—taped inside her journal. “I’m not afraid anymore,” she whispered. Outside her window, the school loomed in the darkness. And tomorrow, it would learn what happened… when the bullied finally fought back.

"If you ever run into trouble you can't solve, show this. The entire armed forces have your back." Alessia gave me a small badge. "This badge makes you a Special Supervisor for the Supreme Court's Juvenile Division. You get to go after school bullies now." With arms full of gifts, I looked at their faces—each of them struggling to hold it together—and said softly, "I hope I get to be your younger brother in the next life too." All of their eyes reddened at once. Summoning every ounce of strength, they roared in unison, "We're going to find you and bring you home in the next life too."

《Just let it go. 《They are pathetic bullies. They deserve teeth, not silence.》 I force my wolf’s rage down and kneel in the dirt to collect the scattered bottles. The ground is hot against my bare knees. I reach for a plastic bottle rolling near the girl's shoe. She shifts her foot, lightly kicking dust over my fingers. I bite the inside of my cheek and grab the bottle anyway. Kael finishes his drill and turns toward the commotion. He wipes a towel across his neck. He watches me scramble in the dust. He does not stop the girls. He does not reprimand them. He just stares at me with a dark, arrogant amusement.

“I swear to god Axton-” “I’m sorry” Axton starts, stepping close to me. He doesn’t reach for me, but his blue eyes are locked on me. “For the bullying, the hitting. For all of it. It was wrong, and I never, ever should’ve done any of it. If I could change things, mate or not, I would.” the drop of the word mate makes me tense. “They know. Cassandra found out, and they overheard her hate speech” Axton adds, and then he's gripping my shoulders and turning me around. Adam, Axton’s closest friend clears his throat.

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."

"I don't know if, or when, I might be ready for anything more but if you still want to be my friend, I could use one." "Of course," he holds me tighter. I let myself relax into his embrace. I have made a decision. I need to burn my bully out of my mind and heart. For the sake of my sanity, I need to forget about Atticus Preston.

“She smiles more now.” Tommy grinned slowly. “Maybe somebody should stop bullying her then.” I rolled my eyes. “I don’t bully her.” All three of them stared at me silently. Then Tyler burst out laughing. “BRO.” I grabbed a pillow and threw it directly at his face. But even while they laughed— One thought stayed stuck in my head. Hannah Foster was changing. Slowly. Quietly. And somehow… I had a feeling our story was only beginning.

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.

There was a notorious bully in Beverley Falls high school. A group of popular jocks, which was called the STD. They were showing other students who were the true ruler of the school. It wasn't the headmaster Patel or other school staff members, but them. The STD was ruthless to those who were outside of their circle, especially toward the Horton kids. These jocks' trio had tormented the LOL for the last couple of years, each year being more severe than before. Since the trio belonged to the strongest pack in Pennsylvania, no human or werewolves dared to stop them.

Three weeks ago, Ethan was a new transfer student, and he had shared his notes with me for a week. As soon as Leon saw this, Ethan had been the target of his anger. His teammates had made life miserable for the poor boy. They tore his homework, shoved him into lockers, and beat him up in the bathroom. The following week, Ethan transferred to another school. Since then, no one had cared to come close to him. “Jaxton,” I exhaled, “You have to leave. They don't want you with me please.” Jaxton turned to me, staring at me for a long second, “What they want is not a concern. I choose to stay and I will.”