An Outsider Novels & Stories

Abby and her other colleagues are gone already. "Gosh, can I find a cab by this time?" Hailey muttered to herself as she walked along the street. Her house is still far from this place, she can't possibly trek home. A car stopped just beside her, she faced the car in confusion but her expression changed immediately the glass winded down and she saw Charles. "Who are you? A stalker?" "You don't know me?" Charles asked in surprise. "Of course, I know you're nothing but a pervert"

"Dylan Skinner, you're under investigation for intentional harm and illegal organ trafficking. You need to come with us." My mother's eyes widened in disbelief. "That's impossible! My son just had a kidney transplant. He was only discharged today. How could he hurt anyone, let alone traffic organs?" My father shook his head, looking at Dylan lying pale on the bed. "My son has been weak since he was a kid. He barely even socializes. How would he have the chance to do something like that? You've got the wrong person!" Janice's voice trembled as she spoke. "Then can you tell me where Curtis is right now?"

Natalia narrowed her eyes as she took a deep sniff trying to find a foreign scent. "Maybe, you are right," Jimmy sighed, not hearing the sound again. Natalia nodded, setting her hand on the banister. "After you?" Jimmy relaxed and started climbing the steps, slowly. "I feel like an outsider invading this place." "In a small way, we are outsiders. This is not my pack." Although the home was empty it still belonged to Quinn’s pack. "I know it is not. I was just thinking we are chasing ghosts." Jimmy sounded tired.

My brother’s only duty was to get our mother and me to safety. The outsiders are those stray wolves who don’t belong to a pack or who have been cast away. But rumor has it that someone is bringing them together to form a pack—an empire of their own. They have been claiming lands and killing their Alphas, but when they attacked our land, they left the moment my father died.

Chris said before adding one line that every six people present in the room wanted to speak but couldn’t, “Not when you just dropped a bomb on us by bringing your mate here, who is an outsider.” “Outsider?” Theodore raised his eyebrow. “Tell me, who is here whose ancestors were rogue from day one.” He questioned, shutting everyone's mouth. “Everyone here is from some pack that either disappears from history or is kicked out of their pack. And she is not an outsider anymore. Not when she chose a rogue as her mate. Tell me the name of one person who has done this before!!!” “I agree with the last part. We rogue always get rejected

In my spare time, I signed up for a blog under a fake name and wrote random musings no one would ever read. Having all these was enough for me. … Graduation season arrived as scheduled. While everyone else had family to help them move out, I hauled my peeling suitcase and headed straight for the neighborhood slums. The little money I had was only enough for a dark, dank basement. The landlady, Isabella Donati, looked like a sharp-tongued old crone. To save 50 dollars on rent, I took over the snow shoveling and trash removal for the entire run-down apartment building.

I would be a fool to let them take my money to support someone else. … When I returned home after meeting with the bank president, it was already 11:00 pm. The house was completely dark, and no one bothered to check on me even when I came back so late. They were all fast asleep. I stumbled in the dark while heading back to my room. As soon as I opened the door and tossed my handbag onto the chair, I heard a piercing scream. Surprised, I hurriedly turned on the lights. I then saw Madeline crouched by the cabinet where I stored my jewelry and watches, her arms thrown up to protect her head. She was wearing my jewelry around her neck, ears, and wrists.

"Idiot. How will you become his friend when he can see you seated here?" "You're my distant cousin. I don't know what you do. I just bumped into you here while I came to grab some food. I'm on a work vacation. He doesn't have a problem with me being her ex. I will make him think i'm married. My wife is in Oklahoma spending some time with her college friends. How does that sound?" "That makes sense." Edmund looked intrigued. Their new member wasn't a dumb head after all.

While most of them have fled, there are still a few inside, trying desperately to help others who have been buried. My hand still sizzling, I shake it off and pull it back. About to reach in and pull out some more wires, I stop when I hear Dr. Cho screams. It wasn't her gloating but her being taken by surprise. Looking out, I see the four OutCasts charging toward me. "They sure took their time," I think as I reach in.

“I would've fried you the second I opened my mouth.” “Then, what are you?” I insist. She looks away from me, redirecting her gaze to the starless night. “I'm an outsider.” “Outsider?” When I don't have to scream to get my voice heard, I realize we have walked out of the noisy town square and now into the quieter parts. "As you can see, there are different clans and lands in Alkhemi. It's like having a leader in different states under a president of a country."