Outcast Novel Novels & Stories

I looked forward to having the child, but Damien had mentioned that he hated kids… I was stressing out about how to break the news to him when he came home with a plethora of supplements. My health had improved significantly after getting to know him—even my anemia was much better. He would often make me herbal concoctions and say he wanted me to live until I was 99 years old. I was distracted during dinner. Damien scooped some food onto my plate and suddenly said, "I went to a kindergarten to check on some of the children today and suddenly found them pretty cute."

Some people however had secrets that were not known to anybody which could easily be taken as suspicious. There was Jill the bookworm who spent most of her time at the library or at home with curtains shut. At least people thought it was her home and there was Wren the outcast who appeared to be living all alone in the junk-yard on the edge of Oaken Hills. This didn’t seem to be a good idea with such a powerful storm on its way.

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.

"Ethan, Leo is four. He can't spend three days in a coal car." "He won't have to," Ethan said, reaching into the "Go-Bag" and pulling out a set of "Hard-Reset" credentials—physical, paper passports that smelled of old ink and vinegar. "We’re not traveling as the Hawkes. We’re traveling as the 'Relocated.' We’re going to be the people the system doesn't want to see." The Vow of the Outcasts As the barge slipped into the thick, sulfurous mist of the Jersey marshes, the Manhattan skyline finally vanished. The "Gilded Cage" was gone. The "Fractured Peace" was a memory.

“Wow. You have beautiful eyes.” “T-thanks.” Her lips curved into a tentative smile as if she shouldn’t be doing the smiling thing. She kicked imaginary rocks as she spoke. “You’re too pretty, you shouldn’t be talking to the school’s outcast.” “Outcast?” I echoed. If anyone here was an outcast, it was me. I was the only human in a school full of werewolves. “There’s no such thing as an outcast. If I want to talk to you, I will.” I added with a smile. “Are you new here, too?”

She opened the door to the cellar to let me out. "Joyce! Oliver said to not let you out unless you admit your mistakes! Get back into the cellar! You'll have to bear with it!" Calista blocked me in my path, looking at me menacingly and provokingly. I bit myself so hard I was bleeding, trying desperately to control what little sanity left in me. I tried to control my strength and shoved her to the side before running out of the house. I completed my shift alone under the shining moon. Overwhelmed with pain, I passed out in the bushes by the side.

I was lucky to have a hold of him on the phone, I told him everything, he promised to leave his house immediately _ nevertheless, when we got there, it was a bloody scene to behold. Derek had killed Alpha chase and he's now heading to the next person on his list. Alpha ken, should be a tough nut to crack because he was as young as I am. We got to his place and he was already holding two heads of Derek's quads . " Who are this people?" . After we arrived he asked me.. He tossed the head's on the ground and it rolled over to my direction.. " They're known as outcastes". I answered. " Outcastes? Weren't they banished? What are they still doing here?". He grabbed his handkerchief from his back p

“I hate facing their rejection, their hatred, their fear of me. That was once my pack. Now, it’s like I’m this awful stranger they’re trying to be rid of. They look at me like I’m a monster.” “I understand that,” I say, thinking back to how both of the packs I was once part of view me now. “It’s so difficult. Being an outcast is lonely, painful, just awful. “But I’m here with you now. I know that doesn’t change everything, but it does mean you don’t have to face it on your own. We’re in this together. Maybe with me there, it’ll sting less.” “It would,” he admits. “Everything is better when you’re with me. But I also don’t want to drag you into more danger.”

"But- why didn't you come when I called you?" "I'm on the other side of the world, and can't hear you." Erick's eyes stared closely at the beautiful face that was not far from him. "So, who is the vampire that killed those people." "They are from the Outcast group, humans who are bewitched to become vampires. Usually Outcasts have wild souls that cannot be restrained from looking for prey, they are more dangerous than pure vampires," explained Erick, still at home stroking his soft cheek. "But, who bewitched-"

“I can’t able to do anything than remember those happy faces of my sister and the time I spent with her. Then I just lift my sister’s corpse and place my hands around her and hugged her tightly just as she likes to hug me before I go out and I just sat there holding her all night in that heavy rain. I didn't move from that place until the village people came to search for me with my father and mother. My eyes were dried up from crying all night and I lost my strength to move but I didn't let go of my sister even though the doctor tried to separate us to treat me” “Then I didn't speak to anyone even with my parents, some people pitied me for losing my sister and found me in that condition. An