Why Does Tinkerbell Hate Wendy Novels & Stories

Wendy had made herself very clear, blaming Guinevere for Weston’s frequent absence. The colors on Guinevere’s face kept changing, and she clenched her fists. She knew she must not refute Wendy, but… “I don’t understand… Aunt Wendy, do you have something against me, or did I do something wrong? Ever since I moved in, it seems like you dislike whatever I do.” Wendy narrowed her eyes. Her beauty had matured after years, but she was, after all, nowhere nearly as young and sharp as Guinevere. “Well, since you’ve already said so, I will make it clear. I don’t like you. I don’t know what’s going on between Weston and you, and I don’t want to interfere with your mess! So you better behave in front o

"I warned you, but you never listened to me. And why do you hate me? Was I the one who caused your mother's death?" My gaze remained steady as it locked onto Matt. "Wendy had met your mother before. Why didn't she recognize your mother? She saw your mother's face while 'practicing,' yet deliberately ruined it. What was she trying to hide? "Matt, why don't you understand that Wendy never loved you? "When you were in trouble, you asked her to leave so she could save herself. She never once thought about turning back to save you. She immediately threw herself into another wealthy man's arms. In her eyes, you have always been nothing but a fool."

Chapter 7 Wendy’s POV The look on Asher’s face is one of pure shock and disbelief. He definitely underestimated me too much. I know I went out of my way to get that exact thing done but I had to teach him a lesson. I was dealing with a lot of idiot boys already and I shouldn’t have to get the same ass behavior from my so called mentor. I can’t help but smirk evilly at the success of a well executed plan. Asher is livid and the rest 9f the mentees are just staring in wide eyed shock. They may have worked out that it was me and I could sense that they knew of the tension between us already from the way I interrupted his lessons and now this.

But no one could see my fury. Terry looked at Wendy in disbelief, tears streaming down his face. "I didn't take Mr. Clark's phone. Daddy didn't teach me anything bad. That evil monster did it on purpose. He's not as good as you think. He's been bullying me and Daddy. You've been tricked by him." Terry's desperate cries didn't make Wendy believe him. Instead, they only angered her more. Wendy threw the feather pen aside and forcefully pushed Terry to the ground, tearing off his clothes. "Where's the phone? Tell me!"

He also got angry at me when he used me first to approach Wendy. Well, our plan is to act like we were worried for Wendy. Then when she bites our bait, we’ll repay her for what she did: cutting my clothes, piercing Sid’s ball, breaking Giles ’earphones, she put a fake cockroach on Byron’s bed and doodling on a picture of Elaine. If she thought we had forgotten that, well, she was mistaken. Hmm... I can't say I'm really mad at Wendy either. I just want to play along with my cousins, because she's cute when she's mad. Because her face always turns red whenever she gets annoyed and for me, she looks cute there.

Wendy aggressively scratched her ear as she yelled, "Do you know how much this pains me? Your plans kept on ringing in my ears; it's repetitive, but we still do not gain anything from it! We are not going to touch her. Do you still not understand how different she is now? She's in a different world, a spot we can't even reach." Elvis leaned forward with a calculating glint in his eye. "But this time is different, Wendy. We couldn't touch her before because of Derrick. That billionaire can ruin everything with a snap of his fingers." "See?" Wendy snarked. "You already know what I mean. Can't you come back to your senses and just think about this for a while? You are losing energy and money by

Wendy put her hands on her hips, feigning anger. Max quickly tried to smooth things over, "It's okay, honey, it doesn't hurt. Wendy is just worried about you. It's true, I didn't take good care of you. It's my fault." "Then why don't you find a place to die?" Wendy retorted harshly. "Max, you say that, but you must hate me inside, right?" "How could I?" Max's face turned slightly sour. Wendy huffed proudly, "It better be that way. Let me tell you, Jen is my closest friend. If you ever let her get hurt, Max, I'll hunt you down no matter where you go."

She yells. “I do not care what you want! Just do as I say!” Wendy snatches the sugar bag from Alice’s hand spilling it all over the floor. “Look what you have done, you are a fool!” Alice exclaims exasperated. “I want the sugar!” Wendy cries out. “I am so sick of you! You are a fool! I hate you!” Alice snaps at her. Paula and I freeze in our places. Wendy stares at her in disbelief. It is hard to guess what Wendy is thinking or how she is going to react, I just stare at her waiting for the moment she goes berserk.

She spat it out. "How dare you! How dare you attack my family! I'll kill you!" She shrieked. Garrett curled into a ball to squirm away from her, but Tink wasn't having it. She leapt on him again, fighting to take away his magic wand. It was pointed at her head when the spell was cast, a blue blast of energy that knocked Tink through the air and into the side of the house. Falling behind the bushes, the goblin disappeared.

I asked tearfully. “Enough with the crocodile tears! Gosh! You make me sick. You are old enough to look after yourself, stop being so needy and grow up!” “Mom stop it! Why are you being so mean to her?” Wendy said angrily. “I said be quiet, or I will ground you!” She yelled at Wendy. I was feeling faint. My mom had said what I had suspected all along. She didn’t like or want me. I felt crushed. But there was something I had to know.