Socs Outsiders Novels & Stories

First Matthew, then Devon my supposed boyfriend, Cassidy my so-called best friend, Garret my real father, and then Lucy my beautiful mother. You'll be surprised what I have in store for all of you. I looked at my hands and on my left hand are the scars of my demise, slowly I see it open up again, the jagged edges of my skin is fresh, my flesh showing as blood ooze out of my wound. It flowed to my arms and dripped on my white nightgown and onto the floor. But I feel no pain. I feel powerful and nobody can stop me.

He whispered, his breath warm against my ear, "Any regrets? Giving up everything for an outcast like me?" I turned in his arms, my hand finding his. I looked into those deep, loving eyes and said, my voice clear and certain, "I didn't give up everything, Salome. I gained it all." A wolf's howl sounded in the distance, not a lonely cry, but a chorus of celebration. The laughter of humans mixed with it, creating a symphony of a world reborn. We were the monarchs of a new age, undefined and unbound, living only to protect everything we loved.

so for now she has decided to play along with whatever the society expects of her. After all this is the west, where all shit happens. "Melissa?" Frederick called out softly. "Hm?" "Please give me a chance to be the one in your heart." Frederick said.

David was examining his new appearance and doing some movements to get used to having no skin on his body. But the world suddenly went dark, he panicked a little and searched for an answer to what was going on. And it came very soon. A short and bald middle-aged man appeared in front of him, he was wearing a lab coat that had the logo of TriDa on one pocket. David was a little scared for a second but calmed down soon after. "Greetings, David." said the man with a light smile, "do you like to have a seat?" a table appeared in the middle of them with two chairs facing each other, David and the man sat shortly after. "My name is Santiago Torres. I'm the director of SSO."

“You were never invited to this territory!” The Sacred Grove lay within Blackwood, protected by wards and guarded by their best warriors. Just like everyone else, I couldn’t understand how Soren had managed to breach their defenses and get inside. “Alpha Conrad!” Soren shouted, ignoring him. “You know Gwen loves me! She spent years dreaming of becoming my mate. How could you allow this?” Beside me, Enzo’s posture stiffened. Though his expression remained composed, I could feel the restrained fury radiating through our newly formed bond.

she said gently. Samantha lowered her gaze. “I just don’t want to cause trouble. Serene says I don’t belong here, and sometimes… I think she’s right.” Erynn cupped Samantha’s face, her eyes filled with unwavering love. “Listen to me, my sweet girl. You do belong. You may not have been born into this pack, but that doesn’t make you any less a part of it.” Samantha swallowed hard. “Then why does everyone treat me like an outsider?”

Brandon POV I walked beside Barry with Sophia in his arms and Dylan next to me. The five boys locked up with Dylan shouted at us for being liars and hybrid loving traders. We are going to need to leave them down here for a little while. We stood outside the pack house with swarms of people around us. The crowd looked pissed, and they continue to throw stuff at us. Barry had put Sophia down to stand on her own two feet, but she wasn't doing too well.