Outsiders Complete Novel Novels & Stories

It was strong. Outside, the wind howled through the canyons, screaming like a thousand ghosts. But inside the tent, in the circle of their warmth, there was only the quiet breathing of two monsters learning how to be human. End of Chapter 15

I tried to bite the one on my left. He backhanded me across the face without even looking. My head snapped to the side, and stars exploded behind my eyes. For a moment, everything went grey. Then the world swam back into focus, and we were at the door. The guard pushed it open. Sunlight. So much sunlight, after days in the dark cellar. It blinded me, seared my eyes, made tears stream down my cheeks. I blinked desperately, trying to see, trying to orient myself. The courtyard was packed. Hundreds of wolves, maybe more. They lined the walls, filled the balconies, crowded every inch of space. And they were all staring at me.

Richard became just another rough-faced laborer. They left their noble selves folded in a trunk in the stable, stepping out as different people into a different world. The Outskirts weren't just a part of Cinderfell; they were its grim, forgotten underbelly. The breathtaking views of the lake and sea were hidden behind a tangled web of leaning, ramshackle buildings built on rotting docks. The air hummed with the buzz of flies and the low din of desperation. Here, the wealth from the cliffs above trickled down only as grime and misery. Children with hollow eyes played in the filth, and hard-faced men watched the newcomers with a predatory stillness.

I would be a fool to let them take my money to support someone else. … When I returned home after meeting with the bank president, it was already 11:00 pm. The house was completely dark, and no one bothered to check on me even when I came back so late. They were all fast asleep. I stumbled in the dark while heading back to my room. As soon as I opened the door and tossed my handbag onto the chair, I heard a piercing scream. Surprised, I hurriedly turned on the lights. I then saw Madeline crouched by the cabinet where I stored my jewelry and watches, her arms thrown up to protect her head. She was wearing my jewelry around her neck, ears, and wrists.

"The moment you erased my existence in front of outsiders all those years ago, you should have known a day like this would come." The other end went silent for two seconds, then the line went dead. I tucked my phone away expressionlessly and went back to watering the plants. Isabella poked her head out from upstairs and barked, "How long does it take to water a few damn flowers? Do you think water is free?" I gave her an apologetic smile before turning off the hose, and the hallway fell back into dead silence. Late that night, trouble still found its way to my door. Several luxury cars pulled up along the shabby street, and the whole family—flanked by bodyguards—stepped through the mud into

From this vantage point, high on the other side of the narrow valley, I can easily spy on the Alphas as they play with their little toy. But these are no ordinary inhabitants of the Zone. This is clear from the omega's short hair and the leather boots on his feet. She is an Outsider and also one of the Alphas. I hate strangers. I kill Outsiders. Nothing else brings me more pleasure. It's a pity that treacherous creatures rarely venture into the Zone. Opportunities to get revenge are very rare. But this opportunity is too good to pass up. Outsider's blood will be spilled tonight. Crawling slowly, the sound of my movements masked by the rain, I pull away from the edge of the broken road and ma

“Yeah but how did they know you were searching for? No one but the Hayes family, you, and this old guy knows about the chemical.” She nodded. “I was thinking the same thing. But the fact that an outsider got in is worrying. It shouldn’t be that easy to get into a pack with these many loyal people.” i wanted to point out that it was actually very easy. The pack and dusty creek follow this sweet but sort of naive sense that the loyal people are infact loyal. And that they wouldn’t exploit the small town people’s kindness and sense of ease. So they leave their doors open, even if they saw someone suspicious they’d assume it was just a strange foreigner who was allowed to be there.

Barbara took a seat in front of Bonine, "I know you are not here for it. Moreover, each one of us has his own role to play in this whole comedy." "I cannot agree more. We are bound to each other. I understood it when I saw Zadimus." "Do you know how you are called in the book of fate?" I took a seat next to Bonine and grimaced. "At least, I do not think we are called using our names," I said. "Outlanders. I checked the book yesterday, and it specified the coming of outlanders that we have to drag away. That means you must not change anything in this village."

When the sun the up? Oh, well. I throw my phone carefully on the blue pillow on the bed. I haven’t read in a bit, so I take one of my favorite books. Though I have read it numerous times, it’s an epic book. I run my finger on the letters on the cover page of the book. The letters reads: THE OUTSIDERS. I sigh satisfyingly and begin my book. In a minute, I’m already lost in the world of ‘Ponyboy Curtis’, the book’s narrator.

Avery nodded, conceding to his request, and the remainder of the drive continued in tense silence. They arrived at a bungalow, surrounded by an expansive yard adorned with lush carpet grass and a beautifully maintained garden. A charming mini garden path led to the front door, enhancing the inviting atmosphere. The single-story bungalow exuded tranquillity, with its well-maintained exterior painted in a soothing shade of cream.