Romans & histoires Bully Wade

He picked up the box of protractors from the front desk and proceeded to lob them one after another at Alfie's head. "Adam!" Mrs Kendall squawked. "Get back in your seat." With a sigh, Adam sat back down, scraping the legs of his chair noisily as he did. 'Safe for now,' Jamie thought. He told himself to stop looking in Adam's direction, even when his back was turned. It was a ridiculous crush. Adam wasn't just a boy; he was the hardest boy in school and the biggest bully. Just as he began to feel safe, water splashed the side of his face. He turned slightly to glimpse Ste taking sips of his water bottle and squirting them in his direction like some evil bath duck. Both Rhys and Zoe giggled a

Carissa hesitated for a moment before finally taking the letter. She sat down on the wooden chest, holding the letter in her hands for a long time before carefully unfolding it. Wade had never been fond of reading. He preferred carpentry, crafting mechanisms, and excelling in martial arts. Dominic had often chastised him, accusing him of neglecting serious pursuits. Even as a military officer, Wade was expected to understand military strategy and tactics, not just rely on brute strength. Dominic had forced Wade to study through threats and even the occasional caning.

Wade was trying his best to remain calm. “You really are a piece of work, aren't you? First you show up at a bank with a goddamn army then you get your ass shot. Even all that doesn't satisfy your boredom and you fuck with the Bratva?” Wade questioned him but the silence and burning glare from Hugo remained constant.

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.

"Stay strong, Ms. Cole!" "Dig up his bones and feed them to the dogs!" Wade stood beside her in a sharply tailored uniform, his empty right sleeve neatly pinned at his waist. Wearing the look of a wounded hero, he held the microphone in one hand and delivered a speech so self-important it was hard to endure. "I may have lost an arm, but for the safety of this camp—and to complete the redemption Jason started—I'm ready to bear this burden! The future of the inner city depends on me!"

His hair was long and white, but his face showed no signs of aging. It was none other than the Fullers’ forebearer, Hassan Fuller. Behind him were the injured Ronald, the First Elder, Sean, and many others who exuded fierce auras. That was what Wade and the others saw when they came out. “Wade, my boy.” Hassan looked at him disdainfully and said arrogantly, “When I roamed the world in the past, you were just a little boy. “Today, I’m not above bullying a kid like you on Mount Cura. Hurry up and hand over Andrius Moonshade, and everything will be fine. Otherwise...”

"I heard that the gangs out there lost a lot too," "So are you saying that it is fair? They're criminals who killed, burnt and raped. We are the guardians of law. It's only right that they get their fucking lives screwed over," "Enough, guys. No fighting," Wade said. "Listen to me. I have a plan. Let's make sure it works, hmm?" Wade clenched his fists until his knuckles turned white as he listened to their discussions. How did these happen?

“Who are you and what are you after? If you’ve come here to mess with the girl, you’ll think you’ve been pulled through a knothole backward when I get through with you. I might be old, but I ain’t dead yet.” “The girl? You mean Dixie?” Wade asked, incredulous. “You think I’ve come here to, what, mess with her? I don’t even know what that means. But no, I’m just a guy looking for a job.” “Bull hockey.” Wade would have laughed at the old man’s verbal expression, but the look on his face was deadly serious and nearly compelled him to blurt out the truth. It was a good thing he’d never had to face those eyes during a takeover negotiation or Wade might have buckled.

Adelaide Wade is suddenly ripped from my grasp. I jump, all the power I felt from him is gone, I feel normal, but like I’m missing a piece of me. I look over to what’s happened, Trey’s on top of his Alpha pummelling him, his fist flying in such a flurry I can barely see his arms. Wade throws Trey off and pins him to the floor, “What are you doing!” he growls before he punches down breaking Trey’s nose with a sickening crunch.

She raised her hands in mock surrender, allowing Tiffany to continue. "Anyway, before I was rudely interrupted, Zachary had this one kid pick on him all the time. His name is Danny Wheeler. He goes to Westfield Academy and is the captain of their football team. He couldn't play the last game because he was sick though." "Could you imagine if Wheeler faced Zachary on the field?" Maya snorted. Tiffany stifled a chuckle, as if it were the funniest thing she'd ever heard. "He'd lose his mind."