Everybody Loves An Outlaw Novels & Stories

Matthew added, "I should never have locked you up because of her. I even tried to destroy your future and stop you from ever entering the capsule. Looking back, I was no better than an animal." They were brought in under the supervision of the authorities. As convicts, their hands were cuffed, and they had to remain separate from the crowd. I glanced at Simon. He awkwardly lowered his hands, forcing a strained smile. "Jean, I didn't think you'd survive all the selections. I'm proud of you. It's just a shame we won't be on the same stage anymore," he whispered. In half a year, everything about him had changed. His eyes now held fear and a weary heaviness that didn't suit his age. The prison u

Even though she still loves him, as long as he's Claire's ex, she avoided for a long getting close to him. “Which ex? I can't even remember the others, can I? ” Claire even got to joke, even though she knew what it meant. After all, she only had one boyfriend. “Why? Did you have a boyfriend besides James? ” She heard this name again after a year. It won't last long either. He wanted Tessa, not him. Claire just put the phone down from her ear. Just now she was tired of listening to what his friend was saying. She did not know why. She just said goodbye to the police guard. Claire was no longer aware of the passage of time. It was afternoon and it was past six o'clock in the afternoon but ther

Annie told her sister. "I love Owen more than I can say. But I doubt our relationship will last long if he doesn't change. Recently, I've been planning on being intentional about myself, my happiness. The world is a difficult place to be in already, I can't let my love life add more difficulty to my life." "Now, that's my sister talking. I'm so proud of you right now. I say all the lousy and disrespectful boyfriends should go fuck themselves. Are you with me?"

Liam announced "The only reason she was getting married to you today, was because of that wealth, because she wanted to bring all of you on streets. She would have snatched everything from us, and then would have kicked us out of the house, and I couldn't let that happen, bro. Do you know why? Because I know the feeling of being kicked out of the house, and disowned. Our old man, might have disowned you for this woman, but you knew deep down that he will get over it. Why? Becuase you were his favorite son, like always, while I was the rebel, the bad guy, the criminal of the family who was left out on streets to die.

“Is that so? If you say I’m the only love of your life, then explain this.” took out my phone and pulled up a photo of Heather, the woman he once claimed was nothing more than his late mother’s keepsake, holding it right in front of him.

Nothing but the echo of a memory. At eighteen, these same two men had fought over the chance to have me as their partner at their coming-of-age ceremony. They had tripped over each other planting roses in my honor, hoping to win my favor. Now, their devotion belonged to someone else, and my heart had long since gone numb. I refused to watch Lisa pretend to be kind. “Don’t worry. I wouldn’t marry either of you scumbags, nor would I ever let you be associated with me,” I said coldly.

She is always so sweet with me and took my order. I ordered the same. My favorite lemon ice tea with mixed sauce pasta and two slices of onion pizza. She went away with my order. I was staring out of my window when someone came and stood in front of me. I looked up and freaked out it was the worst person I have met in my entire life, my *EX* Tom. I felt disgusting in his presence. But I managed not to show it on my face. He smiled still like PSYCOPATH. How could someone's smile make you throw up in their face? I thought while looking at him.

“Now, we have a defenseless little she- wolf on our hands. One of our own kind. Are we really going to leave a fellow lone wolf to die?” “Or send her into the arms of our enemies?” Ethan asks. At last, Warrick grunts before turning to leave. I look at Ethan and smile. Ethan doesn’t need any more pussy. Women love his outlaw charm. They see his tats and they want to ride him like a motorcycle. I’d be lying if I said we didn’t have a certain… Reputation around town. Sometime in the last ten or fifteen years, word got around that we’re always good for a few multiple orgasms.

I exhaled and said, "You should stop this, Bryan. You don't realize it, do you? Right now, you're acting exactly like I used to. But back then, didn't you hate me for it?" His response came fast and urgent. "I didn't—" Didn't act like me? Or didn't hate me? It didn't matter anymore. Because in a one-sided love, the person who doesn't care always stays rational. The one who loves always loses control. And now, the roles had reversed. I no longer loved him. I held the phone close for a moment, then spoke—clearly, firmly. "Bryan, I don't love you anymore." The silence stretched. Even his breathing seemed to stop.

Ethan tucked my hair behind my ears, I felt something at the moment. It was something I have never felt before and that sucks. I blame for his hotness. Nobody had this effect on me. “I-I like vanilla” I choke out, Ethan smiled at me warmly. My eyes have been blessed. “Hm hmmm ” “And.. I like any music except for those rap songs that makes your ears bleed.Piper like those songs” “Piper?” he cocked his eyebrow. “Yeah,my older sister” Ethan hummed at my word. “What about you?” I asked genuinely curious. “Aside from the part that you are a billionaire and you love to work.What do you like to do on weekends?”