Socs Outsiders Novels & Stories

Had he ever heard of surgery before? The sun-bleached guy opened his jacket to show a gun and Jake raised his hand in surrender and gestured for us to leave. I furrowed my brows and followed them and didn't say anything till we took our seats in the car. "So will someone tell me what the hell just happened?" It was certain they did something I wasn't aware of and I wanted to find out what it was. Mike turned towards me and started to speak but I shook my head. " No, Mr. Owens should explain this time." Mike faked a hurt expression and turned to face Jake.

There wasn’t a soul left alive on that cursed mountain when that sun traveled across the sky that next morning. I traveled from town to town and village to village in those following days, and I watched as soulmates turned into enemies from their bigotry and their hatred. The betrayal of one bond had single-handedly destroyed the bonds for countless other people. The world was torn apart by fighting in and among all clans. I, Mae Shamrock, last of The Sisters of the Path Coven, bore witness to the destruction of the soulmate bond as the Soulmate Covenant was broken in 1850. I knew without a doubt that it would not be returning… UNTIL the world changed its ways…

“Oh that! It’s just within we that are working in the company, all the boards and his family. Not something they called outsider to even it’s surprise to him as well” “Oh! So I am now an outsider, if Ashar see me he will say he didn’t know me again, and all those reporters and this lady whom is a popular blogger that was there and even took a picture with him is insider not an outsider” Said with loud voice and with abusing manner. “Oh okay! Let me just say I am sorry” Somia said. “I don’t why you will do that, the person that if I just posted two of us pictures on my I* I know the number of the followers I will gain. Don’t even know why you are hiding him”

And my arrival completely shattered that aesthetic. The massive SUV didn't just pull over; it dominated the entire drop-off lane. Thomas stepped out of the driver's seat, his massive frame instantly drawing the attention of a group of pre-law students standing near the stone archway. He stood on the sidewalk, his sharp eyes scanning the perimeter, his hand resting casually near the lapel of his jacket where I could see the subtle bulge of a communication earpiece.

Looking up at the sky with the sad smile plastered on his face he spoke up, "Why so hatred for me, ya Rab?" Miles away from him the girl with a cuddling baby in her arms uttered looking up at the sky, "I express my deep gratitude to Y ou for sending this angel to me, Ya Rab." 

she nodded gently, her face so intently focused on him now, as he sighed again, struggling to answer her without saying too much. Lukas stepped forward, pulling up one of the chairs from the small dining table, and sitting facing her. "Very few know about us," he said softly, "but the ones that do, they call us 'Shadowsouled'." Jason could feel her apprehension growing, as she likely sensed his nervousness, her eyes drifting between the two of them now.

"I'm telling you that Madie is forever my daughter, Heidi. It's impossible for me to choose you over her. If you come back now, I won't hold the past against you, and I'll treat you like how I treat Madie. But if you keep acting out, I'll really cut ties with you!" "No, I'm the one who's cutting ties with all of you," I said calmly, without any ounce of sadness. I'm giving you three days to pack up. After that, I'll get someone to take back the car and house. Lastly, I hope you enjoy your life, Madam Wellis." The call ended quickly, yet I knew things wouldn't be that easy to resolve. After all, it was impossible for leeches to give up on a refillable blood bag.

Despite the lethargy, the cheering from the audience creates a blaring sound that overpowered the entire arena, louder than it could ever be. Of course, it’s Wyatt Benjamin, the one who singlehandedly perished the hundreds of disguised members of Royal Defense sent by the kingdom of dark magicians months ago. Or at least, that's what they thought it is. Crarene, the kingdom of the above-mentioned creatures, is the first and worst enemy of Oqazia. That is why anyone who contributes a lot in solving or stopping the chaos they are constantly causing earns glory from the people.

I recognized the name, the kind of company that had been built specifically around athletes who existed outside the traditional mold, whose roster read like a list of people who'd decided authenticity was worth more than the alternative. One line. 'Our door is open, @JaxonWhitfield94.' I stared at it. In the dark. Three am. Callum asleep on the other end of the couch. Elena's voice on a recording saying your son is happy for the first time in years. A list on a piece of paper in my wallet, short, honest, slightly terrifying. The door was open. A different door than the one that had just closed. I put my phone down. I looked at the dark ceiling of Callum's apartment.

After graduating from college, I set out to make a new life in Kingshaven with my parents, who had just wrapped up over two decades of teaching in an underserved rural community. To our surprise, as soon as we stepped off the train, we ran straight into Kingshaven’s infamous little tyrant. She clearly had a woman’s appearance, yet she kept insisting she was a man. Of course, I glanced at her a couple of times. “What are you staring at? Never seen a man before? I can’t stand women like you, using your looks to seduce men wherever you go.” We had only just arrived in the capital, so I did not want any trouble. I took my parents by the arm and turned to leave. As I turned, however, she sp