Dally The Outsiders Novels & Stories

“But Dale doesn’t! And he’s in control. We can’t trust him; we’re on our own except for Wade and Charlie.” Daisy pouted the whole time she rifled through her new closet and found none of her usual exercise clothes. She was forced to take the running outfits provided, which consisted of tight fitting pants and a sports bra. She didn’t even have any T-Shirts left. At least the new clothes fit her and were somewhat in her taste, if pushing the limits of her comfort somewhat. She stepped outside the house to find almost everyone already waiting for the run. It was strangely comforting, though she didn’t understand why. “Our pack loves us.” Daisy offered happily.

Della's POV It's been two months since I've moved to New York with Daisy. Natalie has been coming over consistently. Between the day we got together as of not long ago, I've been telling her bits regarding our past. She's never made a decision about me and I'm thankful for all that she accomplishes for us. She’s like a real sister to me and an Auntie to Daisy. She's family to us. Daisy and her turned out to be exceptionally close. Daisy calls her Aunt Nat and Natalie calls her Dai or more often than not darling.

"Well done, old-timer! Age is really just a number—you'll be having three kids soon!" "Congratulations! Your family tree is truly branching out!" Dylan was left standing in a corner, his face ashen. I walked up to him, twirling my champagne glass as I flashed a meaningful smile. "Aren't you happy, Dylan? You'll have three brothers soon." He glared at me with rage and frustration. "Wendy, I—" "Address me as Mrs. Sullivan," I said, cutting him short as I raised my glass for an elegant sip.

Zavian asked, not sparing her a glance. Isadora blinked back, caught between leaning into the warmth of his hand and pulling away. “What if someone catches us?” “I am not fucking you, Dora. I am just carrying you.” The air in her lungs vanished and her body froze against his. Dora? Is that a new nickname? Her pussy fluttered and a blush rose against her cheeks, but she hurried and leaned into him, too stunned to say a word and certainly not ready for him to see the blush on her cheeks.

If that was the case, I knew they’d find their way out soon enough. The next text I opened was from Elliott. It was a lot shorter than Brandon’s. “Hey, lil girl. I hope you’re hangin’ in there. Yeah, I type like I talk. Anyhow, we’re fine. Brandon is being unbelievably strong, which makes me proud. Hasn’t cried at all. Dax, on the other hand.... That kid was a hunter?” I laughed. Dax had been a park ranger before he joined LIGHTS. I guessed he wasn’t as tough as I’d thought. “The portal seems to open every once in a while, so we’ll figure out how to get out of here. Y’all keep workin’ on it, too, and we’ll be out soon enough. Take care, lil girl. I love you. PS—don’t you be eatin’ my Cheetos

- Dylan's POV I tried every which way to get out of the cellar, but to no avail. Kelly had only been gone for a day, and I was already starving. I exerted so much energy trying to get out that my body was beginning to fail me. I knew that I needed to hold on until she came back so that I could ambush her when she finally opened the door, but I wasn't sure if I could make it.

Or as if he weren’t in his presence. His mood instantly dampened, but then, it wasn’t Jacob’s fault either. He just couldn’t be bothered to greet people that were less than him, especially not a little Mafia gang from the trenches of the United States. He didn’t even know why they had to go for these deals. He was a dope peddler and arms dealer; all the office shit got nothing on him. When Jackson saw that they weren’t going to end the staring contest anytime soon, he cleared his throat, and it instantly brought Mr. Frank back to his senses. He quickly gave an awkward smile and led them to the reserved seat.

Dylan, on the other hand, was someone to watch out for. After all, Dylan was an outsider!

Daisy rolling her eyes, replied, " Shut up, Helen. You are the one who is going to grab the attention tonight dear." They both excitedly climbed on the cab and the cab started heading towards Jason's house. Daisy was little nervous and shy as it was her first time attending a party with boys. She was an introvert girl and in Phoenix, she used to study in a girls' school so she was not that much comfortable around boys. That's why she used to feel shy, turning on her microphone while playing. But, Helen was exactly opposite of her. She was talkative and energetic. Though Daisy started liking her new life already. Her heart was boiling in an unknown anticipation and excitement though she didn'

The battle lines had been drawn, the war for the company—and their legacy—only just beginning. *************** The day had slipped into a muted gray as Davey navigated the familiar highways back toward Mallory’s neighborhood. His mind churned relentlessly; each mile undone was a spiral of thoughts circling on the same knot: the little girl from Daisy’s school—could she truly be his?