Outsiders Book Chapter 5 Novels & Stories

There was thick smoke everywhere, mixing with the countless sounds of smashing and screams of terror. “Five, you traitor! I was so nice to you, but you colluded with outsiders to invade Village Pott. What are you trying to do?” Ouro pointed at Five and yelled. “Ouro, you don’t have to pretend to be a good person here. Just because I am silent, it doesn’t mean I don’t know,” Five sneered.

If I couldn’t erase the past, maybe I could build a new pattern, one brick, one steady gesture at a time. The town, of course, had also started talking. I could feel the whispers even without hearing them directly. The way eyes lingered when I passed by. The way heads tilted toward each other when I walked into the grocery store. Outsiders always drew attention here, but I wasn’t just any outsider. I was her outsider, the man who had shown up at her door, the man tied to a bar fight, the man connected to the subtle swell of her stomach she was no longer able to hide.

Her frustration grew when she realized she needed a pen to reply to his request for a conversation. "Where do I get a pen? How does he expect me to have a pen?" Avery grumbled in annoyance. She glanced towards his room's door, contemplating whether she should go in. He wasn't around, so surely he wouldn't find out if she snuck in and borrowed a pen, right? Taking a deep breath, Avery made up her mind and cautiously entered his room. However, the sight that greeted her was beyond what she had expected. "Did I mistakenly enter a garbage house?" She gasped, her shock reverberating through her words. The room was a complete disaster!

The houses should have crystals all over their corners and the land should have been prosperous. But now all the doors were shut, all the windows drawn. The land was deserted, dry and cracked. The whole place was dull and gray. The few villagers they saw as they walked through the center of the town looked at them with distrust or disdain from their windows. "Why are there no people outside?" Chloe asked in her concerned tone of voice.

**************************************************** Hi there readers, thank you so much for the support so far. I just want to apologise for typos and mistakes in the book. Editing requests take a while before they are fixed so if something is wrong it takes a while. I will try to refine my writing more before publishing. But thank you again. Especially for making it to chapter 102. **************************************************** Jocelyn’s POV I heard the commotion outside and thought we just had a rowdier group for the day. But it was something far worse.

Chapter 54: The Truth The cool night air hit Hana’s face as she stepped outside, her hand still enclosed in Jarrel’s firm grip. The darkness was a welcome relief from the stifling atmosphere inside the grand hall, where the whispers and judgments of the elite had started to chip away at her composure. The stars above were scattered across the sky like diamonds, offering a brief respite from the storm brewing in her mind.

I have a man beside me who stopped looking for exits. He thought: this is what it was all for. He closed his eyes. He slept. End of Chapter 50

--- “I managed to get back home before Kayne arrived, good thing we found the group of Sky whales before that.” “Hey Cil…Hey CIL…HEY CILLIAN!” “What…What?” “How long are you going to be like that, I was asking you if we’re close to that friend’s house of yours or not.” “Ow that, Um… It’s around the corner to the right.” Cillian responded. “Are you okay?” “Yeah, I’m fine.” “You shouldn’t hole yourself in your room that much, you should go out once in a while.” “Okay… okay.” “There’s the house, let’s go.” Chapter ends~ to be continued

SERIES NAME : BORN BY POWER SEQUEL NAME : UPRISE OF HELL (BOOK 2) CHAPTER 5 : SEEKING THE UNKNOWN This chapter talks about how Pete returned and where he was the whole time when everything was happening on the other side. CHAPTER 5 SEEKING THE UNKNOWN

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.