Outsiders Complete Novel Novels & Stories

No blood trail, no human tracks leading to this spot. The baby’s eyes fluttered open. Striking blue. Bright. Curious. Erynn felt something inside her shift. A pull she couldn’t explain. “This can’t be…” she whispered, glancing around as if expecting someone to emerge from the trees and claim the child. But there was no one. The baby let out another small cry, her tiny fingers curling in the air. Reaching for something someone. Erynn exhaled sharply. She should leave her. The laws were clear outsiders had no place in the pack. If she took this child back, she would be challenging everything the wolves believed in.

Axel reached for a book while wondering what information was contained inside it. The moment Axel’s fingers touched the leather binding, an image flashed in Axel’s mind, and he could see himself holding that book and reading it. The book was written by a witch named Holly describing her visits to a temporary settlement in the South-West. The dwellers there were outsiders with tall and lean bodies and pointy ears. Holly admired their archery skills and how they could move about stealthily. Those people consumed a vegetarian-only diet, they loved to sing, and she depicted encounters where they would exchange jewelry made of leather, colorful stones, and beads.

Delmar retorted. “But maybe we are afraid,” Matheus added. “I mean, look at us, we know next to nothing about Outsiders; what kind of people they are, how they think,” he looked Delmar directly in the eyes as he repeated Rowan’s previous words to him. “or what their weaknesses are.” Delmar narrowed his eyes at Matheus as he listened intently. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying that in all the time we’ve been stuck in this nightmare, we’ve never learned a thing about the Outsiders. Well, Delmar, now we have one.”

Her eyes slowly flutter open. Her breathing nearly stops. Lying right beside her is a complete stranger. And not just any stranger. A ridiculously handsome one. Annoyingly handsome. Infuriatingly handsome. And above all... A very, very angry handsome man. That's how she meets Clarence Keiv Spencer—a man with the face of a prince but the pride of a king who refuses to lose. Serious, quiet, and seemingly living in a world of his own, Keiv is the last person Maeve ever expected to wake up beside.

The moment I came in, they all stopped talking. “What’s up guys?” I asked and they all began smiling before they started leaving one by one. “Clare what’s going on?” I asked. She smiled sadly “ the Alpha had news that an outsider had not only gotten into the pack but has enter the confines of a house in our pack” It was there that I died. “What?” And she nodded quietly but she was watching me. I feigned pity. “Who could it be?” I said and Clare stared at me. “ I don’t know” she said.

Soon they reached the outskirts of New York where no one was around but a mansion could be seen from a little distance. The mansion stood miles away from the chaos — hidden deep in the wooded outskirts of New York, where silence reigned and no one came uninvited. Inside, the atmosphere was nothing like the night before. The air was warm, calm, filled with soft murmurs of doctors moving room to room, tending to girls who had been ghosts only hours ago.

My instincts pulsed with unease, louder than ever, as if trying to tell me this was only the beginning. The outsider had escaped. They had the object. And I knew deep down that whatever Savannah and her allies were planning had just taken a dangerous leap forward. The storm was no longer coming. It was already here. And I was right in the middle of it.

Chapter 5: Just an outsider The night was alive with the crackling of bonfires, the air thick with the rich, primal scents of roasted meat and fresh earth. The pack gathered in celebration, a shimmering mass of movement and laughter, but Cassia felt like she was watching it all through a pane of glass. She stood at the edge, feeling the warmth of the flames on her skin but none of the joy that the others seemed to bask in.

It shows to them that now is half an hour after five or almost six in the evening . Their arrival make the outsiders feel a bit fear . They came like a group of mafia that ready for a fight . Gilbert and Henry are walking at the front follow by Adrian and behind him three men are walking side by side then their assistants with Flash and Thunder . Four of them walks together behind the three men and behind them are two rows of ten men walking in coutious . " The most scary view for today ." Elina shakes her head as she looks at her man that suddenly changed his fierce face just now into a gentle and his eyes showing his love towards her.

The dilapidated mud houses, the filthy bedding… everything felt like a nightmare. Ultimately, those villagers were imprisoned after my family and the Sinclairs banded together to bring them down, getting exactly what they deserved. I drifted high above the city, watching the hustle and bustle of the streets below. I noticed a young couple sharing a passionate kiss on a street corner, a mother holding her child's hand as they walked down the road, and a group of friends sharing a hearty laugh at a bar. These ordinary moments of happiness felt so far away from me. I began to feel a weariness that seeped deep into my very soul. I no longer wanted to wander. I wanted to rest for an eternity.