Chapter 4 Outsiders Novels & Stories

He would stop at nothing to protect her. --- End of Chapter 49

Only inside what had already become their life. End of Chapter One Hundred and Five

His cane tapped softly against the marble. He stopped only a few feet away, his eyes searched my face, then my hands, then my feet, "What is this called?" My lips felt dry, "The Four Lives I Never Chose." He waited. I looked across the gardens, "The first girl grows up afraid of her own home. The second mistakes a cage for love," I swallowed, "The third finally finds someone worth loving... and never gets to keep him. And the last girl loses the only person who ever made her feel safe."

The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along. ... As if on cue, my mother's call came through. "Aurora, there's a sudden sit-down with the capos. We won't be back at the manor tonight."

She turned the offer back over and they sat with it between them, two people in the same room at last, in the same decision, the coffee going cold, the morning going on, and outside the city unhurried and entirely unaware that something in this kitchen had just finally, four months late, begun. End of chapter 46

Or die trying. --- End of Chapter Fifty-Four.

I suppose given time their colors would possibly show but until then I will attempt to believe that this Cyrus guy was decent. I set my apartment keys on the kitchen table and hoped that Jem wasn’t going to move them by morning. Why was my life so strange and complicated when it came to the paranormal shit? Why did this happen to me? Of all people, why me? I hardly had any friends to really enjoy a decent day with and when I told them about my ability to “See” the other side. They ended up never speaking to me ever again. It hurt but like all other things I moved on. I hated being alone in all this and not having somebody to talk to about these strange and weird situations. To have someone r

She's talking to her mind again. END OF CHAPTER 45

It was strong. Outside, the wind howled through the canyons, screaming like a thousand ghosts. But inside the tent, in the circle of their warmth, there was only the quiet breathing of two monsters learning how to be human. End of Chapter 15

He tossed me onto the wet, cold pavement outside the gate, the chains clinking shut behind me. I lay there for a moment, like a sinner exiled from heaven for unseen sins, my knees and elbows scraped raw. Slowly, I pushed myself up and trudged forward, a zombie in the deluge. The rain battered my skin like an unrelenting foe, forming blisters on my bare feet with every step. The freezing cold gnawed at me, but it couldn't touch the burning void in my chest.