40k Outsider Novels & Stories

The four of us stand up when five extremely large men walk in. “I am Kaden, and this is my cousin Alek. These two here are Brent and Lance.” I say. “Hey, I am Curtis, and this is Venom,” Curtis says. “I am Quade, and this is Zion. I am assuming you know Chaos.” Quade states.

I looked at Adrian for a moment longer. "There is nothing to begin again," I said. His face tightened. "I did not know who you were." "That was the point." He fell silent. "You should not have needed my name to treat me with respect. You should not have needed a royal crest to stop Molly from touching my bracelet. You should not have needed Royal Guards in the room before you remembered you were an Alpha." Cassian unlocked the gray outsider tag from my wrist and sealed it with the broken bracelet, the watch, and the ring.

Five years ago, Alpha Ethan rejected me for my curves and my pack ranking. I built a new life and a thriving business. Now, my brother is dying, and the only thing that can save him is a healer I can't afford. Ethan comes with a desperate deal: to carry his heir, and he pays for the cure. I signed the contract with just a deal in mind. To keep me safe during a brutal territory war, I’m hidden away at the Iron Vipers compound, under the personal protection of Jax Mercer. Jax is a half-breed outlaw president known to be brutal and uninterested. Now, as the stakes are raised I’m placed between two men who don’t take no for an answer.

They managed to cut him off as he and Malachai readied themselves to fight. The Outsider engaging Delmar was not wielding any sword or bladed weapon. Instead, he attacked Delmar with a long, rusty shovel. With a sharp cry, he swung the shovel at Delmar’s head. Delmar managed to duck in time to feel the wind of the shovel as it passed over his head. By the time he regained his stance, the Outsider turned himself around and jabbed at Delmar’s stomach with the other end of the rusty tool. Delmar grunted and mistakenly dropped his weapons again. The jab knocked him back a few steps, but Delmar managed to snatch hold of the shovel’s handle. He pulled his opponent toward him and the two of them be

**Four Years Later** The jet touched down softly on the private airstrip, its engines humming as it rolled to a stop. Inside, Avery stared out the window, her thoughts swirling like the clouds they had just descended through. Her twins, Michael and Marissa, were too excited to sit still, their small faces pressed against the glass, eyes wide with anticipation. It had been four long years since she had left, and now, the thought of stepping back into her past, of reclaiming her role at Stellar and the life she had once known, filled her with a strange mix of emotions—nervousness, hope, and maybe even a touch of fear.

‘Please tell me you got the job done,’ I requested. ‘The target, Warrior Alvin of the Orestone Pack, has been taken out.’ I internally sang as soon as I heard that. ‘I’ve gotten rid of his tongue and left him broken deep in the woods as requested. Even with his fast healing, he won’t be able to live for long.’

​The Outrider Treaty ​The survivors of the Outrider fleet were brought into the shadow of Callisto. They weren't just refugees; they were Witnesses. They brought with them maps of the "Void-Zones"—places where the Siphon had already erased entire civilizations. ​Kael stood at the viewport, watching as the Bloom-Kin began to graft living Whisper-Moss onto the rusted Outrider hulls. ​"We’re not just defending the garden anymore, are we?" Nora asked, standing beside him.

Gold against white. The forest howled back on the ground, My copy stood tall. Kade rose from the wreckage, fury burning his veins. And suddenly, behind Kade, another figure stepped out, now the fourth. Eyes like Rowan's, but wrong or more like evil.

Kai, Alex, Elysia, Elara, and Alex stood at the edge of the wasteland, gazing at the imposing fortress that loomed in the distance. The enemy's stronghold, a massive stone structure fortified with dark magic, was a formidable sight. The air was thick with tension and anticipation as they prepared to infiltrate the stronghold and put an end to the rogue werewolves' plan. "We need to move quickly and quietly," Kai said, his voice steady despite the gravity of their mission. "Our goal is to stop the resurrection of the God Giant Statue of Destroyers at all costs."

The sight outside the city gates made everyone gasp. Through the window, I saw an army unlike any I had ever known. The front rank was human infantry in black, full-plate armor, standing in a perfect, ghostly formation. Their armor was carved with complex runes that pulsed with a strange glow. In the middle were scouts mounted on massive shadow wolves, creatures larger than any transformed werewolf, their eyes burning with red fire. The riders had strange tattoos on their faces, their half-wolf, half-human features stark and proud.