Outsiders Imagines Novels & Stories

It was one that brought a serenity, made you feel as if everything that you would ever want or need was there, and I wasn’t sure whether it was because we knew that our enemy was dead or we genuinely felt peace, but I knew that I wouldn’t replace what I was feeling for the world. “This place is beautiful.” Irina said, speaking for the first time since the woman appeared. I nodded in agreement as I looked around. Soldiers, men, women, elders, and children were playing around. But I wasn’t dumb, I knew that this wasn’t our world. Whatever this place was, we were outsiders here. The glances of those creatures around us told me that we were. And in front of me stood the one person that I didn’t

I snarl and Gwen's head falls in a submissive bow. Chloe rushes into the small hole and Gwen drops the door back down just as a boom much closer to us goes off. The lights above our head flickers and I look back out the window. The slight hill the building is on is giving us a good view of the mayhem erupting outside. Faint screams and running people are clearly visible now. The tall buildings Outcast is known for are no more. Their crumbled ruins are all that is left. Althea- We should shift. You can link Atticus in wolf form.

His eyes widened at the sight of Zed gripping the head of the ax with his bare hands in a prayer position. ''Zed!'' Ryder stood up and kicked the old man without hesitation with full knowledge that the old man was just a citizen. The ax dropped and Zed winced in pain, holding his hands together to try to slow down the bleeding. People started to gather around and one of them helped the old man stand while he was yelling at them, revealing that Ryder and Zed were actually outsiders. The men responded to his call and formed a ring around them, ready to pulverize them.

She comments, taking a look at my plain black tee with fitted blue jeans and black platform boots. She flips her hair very dramatically before stepping into the car. I sigh, deeply already frustrated. Today is going to be a long fucking day. *** It's an hour long drive through the pack and I realise just how wide and vast the Deathstone pack really is. We pass through the main parts before moving into the more desolate and scarcely populated outskirts, where most of the outsiders live. I notice the whole air turns gloomy as the once vibrant streets turn dark and lifeless, the houses in this region are much smaller and older and look like they're at the brink of collapse, just to show how uns

Seith asked, coming into the room with a sandwich in hand. “The wards are energy connected to me. Outsiders automatically feel like they should move in the opposite direction, and Pack members feel a sense of home. If an outsider actually crosses through the wards, I feel something similar to a bee sting. Sharp and abrupt. In this case, someone was actively testing the ward, close enough to poke at it, literally.” “Ruen and Sid should be here shortly, then we’ll go investigate,” I informed the group. I looked at Sori. “Do you want to go? It might be some off-roading.”

I suppose given time their colors would possibly show but until then I will attempt to believe that this Cyrus guy was decent. I set my apartment keys on the kitchen table and hoped that Jem wasn’t going to move them by morning. Why was my life so strange and complicated when it came to the paranormal shit? Why did this happen to me? Of all people, why me? I hardly had any friends to really enjoy a decent day with and when I told them about my ability to “See” the other side. They ended up never speaking to me ever again. It hurt but like all other things I moved on. I hated being alone in all this and not having somebody to talk to about these strange and weird situations. To have someone r

“I would've fried you the second I opened my mouth.” “Then, what are you?” I insist. She looks away from me, redirecting her gaze to the starless night. “I'm an outsider.” “Outsider?” When I don't have to scream to get my voice heard, I realize we have walked out of the noisy town square and now into the quieter parts. "As you can see, there are different clans and lands in Alkhemi. It's like having a leader in different states under a president of a country."

Then everyone stepped inside. And froze. Immediately. Because the interior wasn't a castle. It was an entire world. Mountains. Forests. Rivers. Cities. All contained inside impossible walls. God. No. Fair. Absolutely not. Reasonable honestly. Then Rowan stared. Then: "No." Pause. Then: "Nope." Another pause. Then: "I refuse." Honestly? Fair. Very fair. Reasonable honestly. Then Henry adjusted his glasses. Then: "The inside is larger than the outside."

The window behind us seemed to be our best option… our ONLY option. I smacked Craig on his shoulder. "What?!" he snapped. "The window! It might be our only way out now." He hurried over and whipped the curtain back. The sun flared into the room temporarily blinding us for a moment. Then, when our eyesight had cleared, we found that we really wish it hadn't. The courtyard outside was crawling with Eaters. Some of them quite literarily crawling across the grass with what looked like broken or grotesquely mangled legs. It looked like whatever had destroyed the front of the building had injured them.

The bottled blonde pointed her finger at him. “You’re an outsider,” she intoned. “You don’t belong here.” The term was repeated over and over by every voice. It rolled through like dominoes falling. “Outsider, outsider, outsider.” Alex couldn’t see over the crowd. Anyone who came within its orbit seemed to be pulled into its gravity, and nobody was protesting. Nobody was going to help him.