Outcast Au Novels & Stories

They call us osu. Nneoma gazed at him, her eyes squinting with emotions 'Oh…’ she sighed. Closing her eyes, she hugged Richard tightly, patting his back gently. She was silent for a few minutes. 'No, Richard, no…you are not an outcast,' she whispered to him. 'Rich,' she pulled back to look into his face. 'You are a victim of this obnoxious culture. You are not an outcast, neither you nor your family. If anyone out of ignorance, foolishness, wickedness or envy terms your family outcast, the person is terribly mistaken. We were discussing this issue sometime ago,' she told him.

Five years ago, Alpha Ethan rejected me for my curves and my pack ranking. I built a new life and a thriving business. Now, my brother is dying, and the only thing that can save him is a healer I can't afford. Ethan comes with a desperate deal: to carry his heir, and he pays for the cure. I signed the contract with just a deal in mind. To keep me safe during a brutal territory war, I’m hidden away at the Iron Vipers compound, under the personal protection of Jax Mercer. Jax is a half-breed outlaw president known to be brutal and uninterested. Now, as the stakes are raised I’m placed between two men who don’t take no for an answer.

The accompanying note merely read, "I'm sorry about everything I did. This should have been yours all along." I looked at the crest pin glinting under the dim light, and suddenly, I recalled the mockery in Fabio's eyes when my classmates called me a liar. 20 years later, I had finally, in name at least, been granted the same status as Fido. I snapped the box without a second thought and tossed it into the storage chest at the very back of the basement. Luca sent an email written in a stiff, measured tone. In it, he actually admitted to his cruelty and formally invited me to sit in the front row as a family member at this world tour competition the following month.

he asked. I smirked. An idea came into my mind. “Work with me.” He was confused for a moment. Then let out a small laugh, “You’re kiddin’, right?” “I’m not.” I stood up and locked the door of the club office. I told him the concept of Ringo Dingo and explained how does it work. For a minute or so, he was utterly shocked. “But that’s illegal!” “I know.” “And we are a Catholic school!” “I know.”

he had said to me as we jogged down the street. “What’s an outcast?” I asked him but I guessed it’s what it meant, an outcast just like you would get in society or high school or college. I asked him anyway. “My pack got taken over by another Alpha, I refused to sign allegiance to the new Alpha and I was kicked out and banned from ever going back to Massachusetts. I came to California and ended up in Fresno, got the audition with Marcus and I’ve been working for him ever since,” Josh said to me.

Charlie nodded and asked, “Does Clinston usually bully people in Oskiatown?” Angus shook his head and said, “The Oskian gang is quite decent in Oskiaatown. Although they also collect a certain amount of protection fees from us, they really help us solve some problems, especially for illegal immigrants like us. There are always people bullying us, and the Oskian gang will generally help us out. Their fees are also relatively reasonable. After all, small businesses in the United States do not have to pay taxes, but protection fees are definitely indispensable. So, the Oskian gang is much more honest in comparison…”

Moreover, they held similar stoic looks. “It clearly seems, they don’t want you anymore, your out of their life now, you got to move on without them. This house, is what it is..” “What do you mean?” “We were all cast out, by family, by friends, by Love ones. And here we’re. We grow stronger. And deal with everyone who dealt with us. Revenge it is for us.” Elina looked at him, with the tears streaming down her face, she didn’t bother, wiping them off. But just let it flow.

I disagree with Leopold, I do feel like the Outcast is dangerous, but I say nothing because I don’t want to alarm the children. “Come, Aubrey, let’s go in the house. You are agitated and you need to rest,” he says. Something tells me this is not the end of this, but I do as Leopold says, there is not much else I can do anyway. The Outcast escaped.

he stammered, his voice barely audible amid the swirling chaos of emotions. Blake, his eyes burning with a resolute determination, cast a chilling gaze upon the captive scientist. His voice dripped with icy disdain as he spoke, sending a shiver down the scientist's spine. "You're doomed," he declared, the words hanging in the air like an unyielding verdict. "Now that you've laid eyes on us, none of you will survive. Andrew, do you have something to restrain them?" "Yes, their own clothes will suffice," Andrew replied without hesitation. He swiftly tore off a man's shirt and used it to securely bind one of the captives. Following Andrew's lead, Blake, and Matt did the same with the remaining

But this time… they felt different. Not a dream, exactly. A memory. She stood in a crumbling hall old stone, vines choking the walls, stained glass shattered into the dirt. A woman stood at the center, her arms outstretched as figures in black cloaks shouted, their faces masked, their voices cruel. “Outcast,” they screamed. “Breaker of laws. Betrayer of kin.” Samantha tried to run to her, but her legs wouldn’t move. She could only watch as the woman, a tall figure with hair like shadows and fire, was shoved to her knees.