Johnny Outsiders Novels & Stories

an old, angry voice sounded out. "Mr. Madden, you're finally here!" Johnny was like a kid who had lost in a fight and was asking for an adult to help him win. What a shameless man! He was already in his 60s! "An enemy has come knocking on our door declaring that he wants to obliterate the foundation that Neovito had built for centuries. "Kill him and avenge Preston, Kenny, and the rest!" Johnny was a thief who cried… thief. "This punk has done heinous things. He thinks that he's more capable than us and has disrespected us."

“Johnny, what’s wrong?” “The men in the woods, they took them out.” He spoke referring to the security. What did that even mean? “W-what, are they dead?” “No, that’s the thing I don’t get. They are injured, not dead.” Johnny spoke and opened a hidden door in the hallway. My eyes went to the small space before I looked back at Johnny. “I need you to stay there—I’ll join you and-“ He spoke but got interrupted by the sound of his phone. “I have to take this, wait.” He excused himself.

That Johnny had never been far from the truth, and he had actually killed their parents, and he had originally come here intending to kill him too, but now here the boy was in his arms. “You are a man, Johnny. That is what draws the line between men and boys. Boys sit and cry about the situation. Men stand to challenge it and take control. Be a little man for Alisa, will you?” Jayden said, still locked in the embrace and rolling his eyes, trying to stop his tears from falling. Johnny drew in one last sniff and slowly went quiet. Outside, a few clouds were gathering and it made the darkness come a little quicker, the first rain of the year about to fall. Jayden tucked Johnny in the bed, asked

Adrian said as he suddenly appeared next to them. Johnny's face turned stiff. He understood that Adrian had most likely wised up to his tricks a long time ago and was merely playing a game of cat and mouse with him. Furious, Johnny threw away the broom in his hand and said, "I quit!" "You quit?" Adrian repeated as he looked at the man in black, who remained silent. Johnny was a man who was protected, while Adrian had nobody except for his fists. "Don't you wish to remain as Dieter's apprentice and inherit all his glory?"

"You know what I mean." Johnny only carried a backpack so we had no luggage delay issues. His penthouse had enough personal effects and clothes for him to change to. Driving through the busy streets of New York, he told me about his work in the country. "That place is hell," he said. "If it wasn't for all the pretty girl next door chicks that are always fawning over me, I would have run off a long time ago. You should visit sometime. You'll have the best time. You can pick whatever kind of woman you want. They're not like these New York chicks that are all the same, hoes looking for sugar daddies. Those country girls are the real deal, man. Love still exists for them."

“Dadalian naman natin. Sige na, Myra. Gawin natin sa loob.” Ano ang gagawin nila rito sa loob? This place has nothing but horses and manure and fresh excrement. In short, this place stinks! I tried stretching my body. I did not wait for them to enter before deciding to go out. And as soon as I did, what I saw got the hell out of me. There’s a boy pinning a girl on the wall and their lips are pressed together. For someone who haven’t seen such erotic scene before, maybe it is natural for me to react as if I am getting killed.

Johnny knew even if Rhino kills him and makes him disappear from here, no one will know about it. Johnny said in fear, "Brother, what is my crime? I have not harmed you. Leave me, please." Rhino now remembered the words written by Calista in diary. His veins of the forehead swell in anger after remembering that. With all the strength of his body, he punched Johnny along the nose. The punch knocked Johnny down. Immediately blood came out of his nose. Rhino again grabbed Johnny's collar and started beating, "You don't know what you did, don't you? When you see girls, you feel like an object of pleasure, right?"

Eight years into the Cappello family, and only today did I discover there's a meeting room beneath the estate. Half an hour ago, my husband Julian put on his coat and said he was heading to the New Jersey docks to handle a smuggling shipment. Five minutes after he left, the estate's internal line rang. It was Julian's driver, asking if he should have the car washed. It had gotten dirty from yesterday's rain. Julian never rides in anyone else's car for long trips. If he'd gone to New Jersey, his driver should be behind the wheel right now. I went down to the second-level basement garage. His car was still there. The emergency stairwell beside it was inexplicably open. I followed it down and f

In the office, Smith couldn't shake off what he had seen earlier from his head. Still smiling. "I've never seen her smile before, and the way she dances…" he said to himself, then caught himself. "No, man. Come off it," he said. "She's not your class or your status. Be focused. She's just a janitor, nothing more," he said to himself again. To distract himself, he turned to his laptop and began typing, the sound of the keyboard filling the quiet office.

"Irene! They're our parents! How could you be so cold-blooded now? Even if Mom and Dad were in the wrong, what they did can't possibly be punishable by death, can it? They're your family—" I interrupted him. "You are a family. You all treated me like an outsider and punched and kicked me half to death. Were you thinking of me as a member of your family back then?" Isaac's ragged breathing came through the line, but he said nothing. Finally, he broke down and cried out desperately, "Rene, I was horrible to you back then. I was a terrible bastard! "But Mom and Dad are lying in the hospital now, and Vivian stole all the money and Mom's jewelry in the house and disappeared with them all!