Outsiders Quotes Novels & Stories

“You want to see me as a monster because it will make it easier for you to justify killing me. But I am not a monster. I did not choose to be born a rogue just like none of you also didn't choose the families you were born into. Also, I didn't choose to be here in this pack but I have no ill intent whatsoever against anyone or against this pack. I have been treated kindly by some people here and—” Markin blurts out a sudden mocking laugh, cutting me off from saying anything further. The ugly laughter is so degrading and suddenly dies off just the same way it came. “You speak well, Layla Kavros, but your words do not change the fact that you are an outsider. And outsiders bring destruction.”

I was in a bad mood now since the man standing in front of me reminded me of a certain someone. I circled around him, and he followed my every move. I started speaking, “You know, we were born on this Earth to love only one person for our entire life. Don’t you think that’s too cruel? What if the one and only person designed for you does not love you back?” “What are you blabbering about?” He exclaimed. “Oh, nothing. Just my own experience.” I chuckled. “What I’m saying is, you don’t have the right to retaliate against this man. He’s the mate; you’re just an outsider anyway.”

"He couldn't even take care of his home and left it to be taken by just a little boy!" "It's even an outsider! Gosh, he disgusts me!" "Even after all he had was taken away from him by an outsider he still dares to stand before us and be spilling gibberish!" "Such an asshole! He deserves to be killed by the Villes– him and his entire family!" At the words of the first man, some of the other men start openly murmuring among themselves not minding that the man they are mocking is standing right in front of them.

"Somewhere out there is a tree, tirelessly producing oxygen so you can breathe. I think you owe it an apology." "Why don't you slip into something comfortable, like a coma." "Shock me, say something intelligent." "You are so fat when you wear a yellow coat, people scream 'taxi'" "Why don't you shut up and give that hole in your face a chance to heal." "You so ugly when who were born the doctor threw you out the window and the window threw you back!" "Fine! I quit, you win. Anyhow, we are going for some ice cream." Jake, at last, commits to his failure.

The old man asks, looking through the rear view mirror. I nod my head and glance out of the window. I considered that the world outside of the house is not safe for single girls. I guess I was totally wrong. The world is not good for weak people. He would remember my punch whenever he'd see his bleeding nose. Egoistic rich brat!

“Honestly, girl, were you dunked in a curse or did you just bathe in failure and call it perfume?” “EXCUSE ME?!” From behind, the potato chimed in, deep and gravelly like some disapproving old uncle: “You haven’t washed your socks in three days. We can smell it through the soil.” “Okay, first of all—rude.” Then came the cucumbers. Synchronized sass. They literally swayed with each sentence. “Exiled…” “Unloved…” “Unmated…” “Unbathed…” “Okay, I get it!” I snapped. “I'm cursed, rogue, and a social disaster! But guess what? I'm still alive, so—ha!”

Finally, I remembered. “They have been cut off from our world, isn't that pack full of men who had been banished for their terrible sins?” I whispered harshly. “You judge too quickly. Your help lies there so do the answers you seek” she answered simply. I stared at her hoping it was a silly joke or something that I would laugh off, but I didn't even dare crack a smile and her face stayed serious and grim. Finally, after taking a moment to breathe deeply and calm myself, I tried my best to explain, “Our people don't associate with outcasts” I paused as I searched for the right words to say. “There is nothing common between us.” My voice faltered for a split second before I regained control. “

one of them replied. “No,” I corrected. “You requested my attention. There’s a difference.” Silence. “Where is she?” I asked. “Who?” I smiled slightly. “Don’t make me repeat myself.” One of them leaned back, trying to act relaxed. “You’re asking about someone who doesn’t deal with people like you.” “People like me?” “Businessmen. Outsiders.” I took a step closer, my voice calm. “Let me make something clear,” I said. “There is no such thing as an outsider when I decide to step in.”

– Aurora questioned. - Nothing better than that. – Adonis said. - Repetition can work. – Achilles said. - Me too, but that's not the case. – Anúquis said. - Now, let's see if you can win me over, Anúquis. – Then the woman smiles defiantly and fixes her clothes. — See you later, my dear. - I say the same, dear ones. – When the women leave that apartment, leaving them there, alone, with all the pomposity, with their beautiful ass shaking, leaving the gods standing there like idiots.

AMBER’S POINT OF VIEW “Help, somebody! Please anybody!” I yelled as I stood outside the charm shop, looking for anyone that would help us. No one is on the road right now, the street is completely diserted. People hardly come to this part of the Outland, it is most just diserted.