Fanfiction Outsiders Novels & Stories

Lyla collapsed, her face ashen. "You dared deceive me!" Lukas was consumed by rage. He kicked her aside. "You made me believe I would have a pureblood heir!" "Lukas, please..." Lyla crawled toward him, trying to grab his leg. "I love you... I just wanted a child..." "Love?" Lukas shoved her away in disgust. "What would a filthy creature like you know of love?" He turned to the crowd and announced in a voice of cold fury: "From this moment on, this... thing... is no longer my mate! She is an outcast! A rogue! I'm sending her to the orc mines to live out the rest of her filthy existence!"

“Something I don’t want to happen but have no control over. You must know, I love my sister, Samantha, very much. I may act indifferent towards her, but I love her. I have been searching for her all these years and, honestly, yes, I was jealous. Jealous because no one came to look for me. Jealous because my own flesh and blood left me to rot and wallow in death. I had no one! For years, I survived in the streets. I stole, I hawked—anything to stay alive.” “What did he do to you?” I asked, the question hanging in the air. If her story is true and not made up, then the outsiders have resurfaced. The outsiders are wolves born differently—freakishly, some might add, and were banished or thrown o

While most of them have fled, there are still a few inside, trying desperately to help others who have been buried. My hand still sizzling, I shake it off and pull it back. About to reach in and pull out some more wires, I stop when I hear Dr. Cho screams. It wasn't her gloating but her being taken by surprise. Looking out, I see the four OutCasts charging toward me. "They sure took their time," I think as I reach in.

I saw the farmers, the scholars, and the warriors. The era of the Outcasts was no longer an era. It was just life. I leaned into my Mates, the four of us standing as a single, unbreakable silhouette against the rising sun. The story of the girl who was nothing was finished. The story of the world she made... was just beginning.

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN FINN I peered out the window of the library, a dejected sigh escaped from my lips. There was no way I would survive a jump this high. It was practically a death jump. But even if I did, I had no idea where I was—oh, I was in the Black Fang Pack. I heard Yelsa mention it when she had accosted me while I was fleeing from Oliver. The fact that I had never heard of this pack before now was only a piece of the problem.

There's no heaven, hell, or reincarnation for you if you die before finishing your missions. You can hate me all you want, but I know your pain. I am not the creator of this book. I was just a miserable transmigrator like you. Though I was given the reins of the story, I was merely a side character who had to ensure that the crazy ex-fiancee met her happy ending. When you change the story, the story posted on the internet will change. If you are lucky, you might be able to find another hater like you and pull her into the story to replace you after you complete your missions.

"I trusted you and this is what you do to me." "Oh, shut up," Amanda said. "So I was the one who dragged you out of the house that night, abi? I was the one who forced you to meet Mystery Boy? Who leaves home at night without telling their parents?" "Leaving home was my fault," Chinyere leaned against the door, "but me getting married to your brother was your own plan. Your father said it himself; you're the one who suggested me. Why?" "Maybe it's because I wanted to ruin your life," Amanda said, "you have three mothers by your side, a loving father and so many siblings. My father hates me and my mother is dead."

"She is very thin; she looks emaciated, and the bruises she has are really ugly. What did she do to deserve this?" "She is a disgusting hybrid. She doesn't deserve anyone's pity, so don't get close to her or believe what she says; she's a pariah and that's how she'll live for the rest of her days." The Omegas walked away, and I closed my eyes in a clumsy attempt to sleep; however, the sound of very familiar footsteps prevented me from doing so. I instinctively shuddered and clenched my hands to suppress the disgust when my jailer entered the dungeon.

I said, taking that moment to leave before Fin could grab me again. As I stepped out into the midday sun, I could hear Fin singing something out at me, but it sounded as if it was underwater, so I kept walking. It had to be some kind of cosmic joke. I was the daughter of an Alpha, a fallen one, but still an Alpha. I ran my hand down my face, knowing in a week’s time everything would change, but still I’d be an outsider and always would be. Meanwhile, back inside the pack house… “Well, Fin, that seemed heated.” Liam stated, “What really just happened?”

Hello my friends! I apologize for not updating this week. There were some unexpected, yet happy changes in my family and I've been with my family out of town celebrating. This time off is also helping me get my outlines for the final arc of Forsaken Mate. That's right, we are nearing the end of this story. I want to go out with a bang and make sure it is interesting for you all. I really appreciate all the support you've given me for my first GoodNovel story. I'll be sure to make a proper thank you at the end!!