Bully’s Game: Part 8
In the absence of their math teacher, sidelined by a sudden illness, the classroom descended into a cacophony of unrestrained[...]
In the absence of their math teacher, sidelined by a sudden illness, the classroom descended into a cacophony of unrestrained[...]
The school canteen hummed with the usual lunchtime chaos—trays clanging, voices blending into a dull roar, and the harsh glow[...]
In the dimly lit garage of Master Kratos’s sprawling estate, Jamie knelt beside the gleaming red Ducati Panigale V4, his[...]
At noon, the sky blazed with a merciless sun, its light scorching the battlefield below where Commander Kratos and Lieutenant[...]
The city lay under a shroud of grey mist, the air heavy with the damp chill of late autumn. The[...]
The sky loomed like a bruised, churning void, black clouds swallowing the last traces of daylight over the small city.[...]
The late afternoon sun bled through the grimy windows of the school’s main hallway, casting jagged shadows across the cracked[...]
The one-bedroom apartment was Fag’s, a cramped space now transformed into a stage for unrelenting dominance, flooded with harsh sunlight[...]
The ski-in/ski-out resort sprawled across the snowy peaks, a playground for the elite, its luxury chalets and pristine slopes reeking[...]
Master Kratos emerged from his home gym, his skin slick with sweat from a chest day workout. At 6 feet[...]
Late Sunday morning sunlight poured through the wide windows of Master Kratos’s bedroom, bathing the space in a bright, unrelenting[...]
For years, ever since they stepped into the crowded halls of their suburban high school as freshmen, Elliot had been[...]