Johnny Outsiders Novels & Stories

And now he was circling the drain with rats and roaches. I lit a cigarette, drawing in smoke and leaned back in the cracked leather chair my men had dragged in. Outside, my men waited, posted in the shadows, waiting for the word if things went south. The door rattled, metal against metal. I crushed the cigarette under my heel, pulled the gun tight in my hand. Johnny appeared, worst than the motel. Gaunt, pale, hair thinning in patches, shoulders slumped like a man carrying the weight of all his own bad decisions. His eyes flicked around the room, and for a second I thought he might try something. They went wide when they landed on me.

he said and that drew my attention and I returned my focus back to it and started looking at it again . " That's the same can that Johnny used to go to his hideout today," he said and I was beyond shocked. I couldn't believe what I was hearing and it was as if my ears were playing tricks on me or I was the one going crazy. I didn't want to believe it because I knew that Johnny was hiding something but doing something this despicable was totally bullshit.

I turn to Johnny. “By the way. How did you get away from the house that night? Stefano had you locked up in that room” I ask Johnny. He has not said a word the entire time Lilliana and I were talking. “Well, I actually used your tried and tested method. While the guards outside my door were fighting off the intruders, I escaped by climbing down the vine next to the balcony. From there I made my way to the main road and caught a ride into town” Johnny says.

And honestly, who wouldn't be complacent? Johnny is a notorious asshole. He knows many people who are willing to pay to hear about how he has been humiliated. Well, I'm not going to give Sloan another chance to hold my own. All he needed to do was avoid her. It was a cowardly approach, but Johnny realized he could still be a coward sometimes. I won't let that affect the case. After a sigh of resignation, Johnny rolled off the bed on shaky legs, then staggered to the table for balance and grabbed his phone. There is a message:

"Fine by me. Neve needed a bigger play area anyway. I've already had someone knock down the walls and convert your room." It wasn't up for discussion. Instead, he was simply informing me. If this had happened back then, I would have been heartbroken. But now, I only replied, "Whatever." After I cut off contact completely, my family never looked for me again. It was as though I was nothing more than a cheap old coat they'd thrown away. I started working like crazy at a fast-food joint in the neighborhood, just to numb myself. In my spare time, I signed up for a blog under a fake name and wrote random musings no one would ever read.

There is a moment of silence as King Joseph weighs Alpha Victor's words. King Jospeh's voice is steady but carries a hint of concern, "Well, Alpha Victor, it seems that not everyone in your pack understands this arrangement. Yesterday, I received a phone call from a blocked number. The caller on the other end declared, 'The girl is mine, and I will have her.'"

“Goldie, because you look like Goldie fucking Hawn when she was young. We use aliases so the targets don’t get a bead on you. Now move your sweet ass, princess.” “I’m not going anywhere with a two-faced beast waving a gun around like he’s used it his whole life and don’t call me princess.” Her wobbly voice indicated shock, a natural reaction given the circumstances. “You want to stay back here, in the alley, be my guest. Let’s hope we took out all the bad guys.” Johnny eased his head around the side of the building. He stepped back and Lizzy—careful not to touch him—stumbled out of the way. “You just blew that man’s head off. Inside that place. I think I’m going to be sick.”

I turn into a bat and fly away I search everywhere but I couldn't find him, where on earth could he be, rain starts to pour, I look for where I can take shelter "Johnny where are you" _______Johnny's POV ______ "Thanks again for letting me stay here rose" I said nervously "Well did I have a choice, you killed 3 persons, you sucked them dry what where you even thinking?"she yelled " you don't understand, there's a lot going on in my mind, am surprised you still had the guts to come close to me, aren't you scared I might suck you dry as well?" "No, because I know you Johnny, you aren't usually like this, now tell me whats really going on"

They were currently at Odessa in Texas. Johnny was sitting on a chair beside Edward, looking down at his feet, dejected. He knew that the consequences will be grave when he first came to know about Edward and Clara but there was no way he could change Edward’s mind and hence he decided to rather help him. It is God’s great kindness and blessings and maybe Clara’s love for Edward that he was still alive. “Johnny?” Jonny was lost in his thoughts when he felt a hand on his shoulder and he looked up.

He laughed, the sound making my insides feel a tad weird but in a way it felt nice. "I was clearly busy at the time," I began, my hand indicating my room and the apartment before us. "So there was no time to ask questions on whether anyone resided here, spirit wise that is." I gave a small grin. "Plus I didn't know what to say." "Based upon my observation you," Jem said with a light chuckle. "Cora," he said, brushing his fingers across my cheek. His touch was cool and still semi-solid. "Didn't you have any loyal friends to rely on growing up?" I shook my head to tell him no because in some way I always remained the outcast of anyone that I befriended. A loner who believed that trusting other