Dally Outsiders Novels & Stories

Then, they would talk quietly while their eyes stayed locked on me. I was only allowed outside once a day. Friends were completely out of the question because no girl with a security team can make friends easily. We didn't even go to crowded places. I could go to a restaurant but it had to be so fancy that barely anyone would be inside with me. I had to get most of my things online. On some days, they let me walk by the beach. Stanley carried my heavy bags up the stairs to my room. The villa was gorgeous, with bright white walls and wide balconies that overlooked the sparkling blue beach.

In the three years since my wife, Ariel Meyers, and I are married, I've been beaten up 38 times by her deranged ex-husband, Isaac Thornton. The last time, he doused me from head to toe in vinegar, thinking it was sulfuric acid. I want to call the police, but Ariel stops me and says, "He's just having an episode. He thinks that he and I haven't divorced yet. "It's not like it's real sulfuric acid anyway, Matt. Just let it go. A shower will fix everything. "Oh, and by the way, Isaac's condition has worsened, and he needs a kidney transplant. Can you go to the hospital and get tested for a match? "My daughter also hasn't accepted you yet. How about I move back in with Isaac and her first,

To help her childhood sweetheart, David Middleton, take my place studying abroad, my wife, Sharon Griffin, destroys my records and deliberately fills in false information, ensuring that I'm permanently denied a visa. She even severely injured my hands before sending me to the Behavioral Reform Center. My mother-in-law, Paula Brown, who has always treated me with affection, takes Sharon's side. "Kyle is so ungrateful. We gave him everything, and he still wanted to get a PhD abroad to find his biological parents. Who's going to take care of me if he's gone?" Sharon snorts. "He's just vain. When he found out I'd turned down Westbridge's offer of admission, he gave me the silent treatment an

Graduation season has arrived, and my girlfriend's childhood best friend, Daniel Whitmore, now a social media influencer, posts a video titled "The Friendship We Shared." It goes viral overnight. Everyone envies the four of them for staying close for ten years. Before long, people are even shipping Daniel and my girlfriend, Evelyn Hayes, swooning over their childhood-sweethearts story. What no one knows is that I film every second of that video. I even write the narration myself. The video is 20 minutes long, yet there isn't a single shot of me. Not even a mention of my name. I ask Evelyn why, but she barely seems to care. "You didn't join us until college. You can't really say you were

Together, we stepped onto the desolate streets, our footsteps swallowed by the decaying asphalt beneath us. Hell's Gaze, a name that sent shivers down the spines of average citizens, was an embodiment of destitution and despair. The houses stood like skeletal remains, their crumbling facades a reflection of the souls that inhabited them. Stray dogs scavenged for morsels among the debris that littered the streets, their eyes gleaming with a hunger that mirrored the desperation of the community.

In worst cases, the overall ranking of Adelaide Academy will definitely drop. Upon knowing those possibilities, I still did not stop running Ringo Dingo. Instead, I am working hard to make my business grow. This is the only way I know that will help me in surviving this life. Even my own parents forgot about me. I haven’t heard a thing from them since the day they left me. It’s funny how I still call them ‘parents’ even though they didn’t treat me as their child. I had no one else to run. It has always been myself and I.

But also the realization that once Gonzalo knows the truth, many people will die. "Are you alright?" Darryl turned his head to the right, and saw a pretty Spanish lady sitting beside him. After talking to two of the oldest Spanish street gangs, and being in danger twice, Darryl finally felt tired. He sat at the first bench he saw at the park. "Haha! Yes, I'm okay. Just a little tired." "Maybe that's because you're looking in the wrong direction. Perhaps I can help you?" "Were you following me?"

“Thank goodness.” Before Lily could protest, Daisy had ushered her into the kitchen. Lily and her companion made casual conversation as they both raided the kitchens. Daisy, who’d been born a rebel she-wolf rather than becoming one by circumstance or choice, confessed everything about life at Johnson Hollow Ranch. According to her, female rebels were less common than their male counterparts, particularly out in the western states, so having another woman to talk to was a treat.

“You know he didn’t only show his wedding ceremonies, but he also showed off his beautiful wife and good children on f******k, zalo…In today's society, everybody follows each other through social network sites. Anyone who regularly updates their status and news. Outsiders know them better than the members in their family. I said you should install f******k or zalo, sometimes we talk together but you always refuse. That's the reason why you’re a person who belongs to the old generation. Daisy said I thought I was ancient enough, but when I returned, some people were more ancient than me. Thanks to this, Daisy was much more comfortable chatting with Abel than at first. They quickly arrived at

he begs holding onto my hands. "I'm here, I'm with you at every step of the way, we will manage this together" I say soothingly, I kiss on his forehead, he shuts his eyes relishing the sensation. "Sing to me, Daisy" his sudden request stops my hand mid air. Once upon a time Not so long ago Tommy used to work on the docks Union's been on strike, he's down on his luck It's tough, so tough Gina works the diner all day Working for her man