Chapter 9 The Outsiders Novels & Stories

Yves who was looking shock at what happen to his room, his wooden door that cost one million dollar was broken and he even saw some jerks who are cupping their manhood who has a blood dripping on it, they are both suffering from pain, they can't even talk due to the pain that they've suffered. Xyneth went to the table near to his bed to take the emergency kit then she walk passed by to those jerks who were on the floor, suffering in pain but Xyneth didn't mind those two like she was just walking nonchalantly not minding those people like she doesn't give a damn about them. END OF CHAPTER 41

She saw her mates outside and looked at them nervously. "I forgot my clothes outside." She bite her tongue because of her nervousness. Their eyes darken in lust. Oh no! *** Your thoughts on the chapter? Do tell me in the review box or comment it down here. I would love to hear your thoughts regarding the chapter.

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Chapter 15 A girl was seen walking in haste barefooted on the cold tiled road towards an unknown destination under the heavy pouring rain. From a glance one could tell she was miserable , the cars drove passed her speedily not caring to stop and help her... "That the world we live in anyway, Heartless!. People trying to mind their business I guess" Heather's pov "I finally had enough ,I won't continue to be the trashbag you all walk over " I shrieked angrily as my painful tears were hurriedly washed away by the heavy rain.

•••QUINN••• I'm freezing and I'm cold and I'm lost, there are loud horns making a fuss from every vehicle and eyes focused on me while I walked down the pavement of the street. My dress didn't do me any favors at all I was freezing and with the looks I got, I probably looked like a homeless person right now. I got tired and leaned my back against the glass window of a shop, I heard a loud thud against the glass I turned to see an angry butcher with a knife in his grasp, I backed up in fear and left the window displaying his slaughter of red meat. I looked down at the floor to see my legs rough and blistered, I quickly took off my heels exhausted from walking all day and kept walking with my

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**TRIGGER WARNING This chapter contains sexual assault and/or violence, and suicidal thoughts that may be triggering to survivors.** Dream Adea He told me he would be here, that’s what his letter had said. I didn’t look out the window, I felt defeated, instead, I dropped my chin and focused on the cold floors. The skirt was a royal blue that matched the ribbons. My fingers danced at the top of my skirt and my breath came out shuttered.

Darius was slowly growing frustrated but he couldn't let it show at least not right now. - End Of Chapter 19: Good & Morning -

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He thought: she is nine and she is here and she felt the eighty centimetres and she stood for forty seconds on the fourth tread and she said: it was the right place to put the light. He thought: this is the whole of it. He thought: the chain has a nine-year-old ascending its stairs. He was glad. End of Chapter One Hundred and Fifty-Three