Outsider: The Invisible Man Chapter 1 Novels & Stories

Evana smiled great fully on her fate and quickly ran out from there. SAME TIME - AT THE OUTSKIRTS OF THE CITY : A man slowly stepped inside the house and made sure of not making any sound. He glanced at the whole place and sighed, witnessing darkness everywhere. He took his steps towards the staircase and ascended them. He went and stood in front of the door. Taking a very deep sigh he clutched the door knob and opened it very cautiously. He shook his head sideways seeing the routine and expected sight.

The darkness swallowed them whole. ☠️ End of Chapter 16

"Evan's obsessed and dangerous and we don't know what he's capable of now." "I know," I assured him. "But I need to do this. I need to look him in the eye, even if he can't see me looking back." I closed my eyes and focused on that familiar sensation of slipping between the cracks of reality. The world shimmered and blurred and when I opened my eyes again, I was invisible, a ghost in the Parisian evening. The walk to Evan's building took fifteen minutes and I moved carefully through streets that were busy with evening pedestrians and early diners.

The reflection in the mirror smiled—her own face, moving without her. And the woman inside whispered, “You don’t belong here, stranger.” --- End of Chapter 1 Next: “Chapter 2 – The Lady in the Mirror”

Another pain wracks my body, but I make no noise. Loud noise resounds all around us, but this time within the cavernous room. Abruptly, a light comes on, sending the room into a bright, white glow. I’m instantly blinded, but my vision slowly returns. He is coming for us. He’s here. I just hope that it’s not too late. Chapter 1 Two months before …

My bones nearly cracked from the impact as it slammed against the hard floor. I glared at the crowd of people who'd been my family for the first 20 years of my life, now threatening and beating me up all for the sake of an outsider, and felt my heart turn to stone. I wiped the blood from the corner of my lips and glared daggers at them. "I'm going to call the police! Not a single one of you is getting out alive!" Isaac was even more enraged by this. He kicked me hard in the back and thundered, "The police! To hell with that, you stubborn old bitch! I'm going to fucking beat you black and blue!"

I could see the gears turning in her mind, but after a moment, she shook her head and left the room. I waited a few moments longer before daring to breathe. I knew I had to get out of there, but the question of my scent lingered in my mind. Carefully, I emerged from the wardrobe and made my way to the door. The hallway was quieter now, the search seemingly moved to other parts of the building. I took a deep breath and stepped out, my invisibility still cloaking me.

I’m аlѕо ѕсаrеd of hіѕ аngеr, and what hе соuld do іf hе wаntеd tо. I’m ѕсаrеd оf bеіng kісkеd out of thіѕ hоuѕе wіth nоthіng, аnd mоrе thаn аnуthіng еlѕе, I’m ѕсаrеd оf what thіѕ man іѕ starting to mean tо me. [Next POV will be 'Blake' in Chapter 14]

The prince let go of me, and I forced myself to my feet. The throne shadows turned violent. Madness’ crimson eyes swept across the graveyard, raking the thin air, hunting every inch to find me. As I staggered toward the graveyard’s gate, no one turned to look at me. No one noticed me when I walked past them — I was indeed invisible. A thunderous growl rumbled through the dark storm. In search of me, darkness bled into the air, tendrils of shadows lashing and twisting to strangle the winds and capture whatever they might be hiding.

He was about to hurl more insults when Francesca suddenly shrieked, "Oh no! My precious Pico seems to be coughing!" Papa's and Mamma's expressions instantly changed, panic flaring. "Quick! Call the doctor immediately!" They hurriedly brushed past me. The heavy wooden door slammed shut in my face with a bang. I stood quietly in place for two seconds, then turned around and went back to my cold and gloomy room. I stuffed the few clothes I had into my bag. It was well below freezing outside. Bracing against the biting wind, I dragged my peeling suitcase and walked resolutely into the depths of winter without looking back.