Socs Outsiders Novels & Stories

Members only. I know what club he's talking about. I've heard whispers—Callum's teammates, late-night conversations I wasn't supposed to overhear. A place called Lux. Underground. Invite-only. The kind of place where NFL players go to disappear for a night, where everything is off the record and nothing leaves the building. And Caleb is taking some other girl there tonight.

Her bright eyes glared at Jared just as cool wind slightly blew revealing the letter ‘O' on her right side of her waist. Jared side looked Abbey then gently looked around him. As the case may be, the Shadow Inhumane must have seen Sniffia with those two Inhumane boys perhaps about moving out of the city, I will use every opportunity to drag this discussion longer before fighting our way out of here. “I thought everyone of you know nothing about my past life?” He drawled.

Three months later, on a Friday, I worked overtime until nine at night. When I walked out of the office building, the humid wind of a tropical night brushed my face. I took a deep breath and rubbed my sore neck. To get from here to my apartment, I had to pass through a lively food street. I was looking down, replying to a work message, when out of the corner of my eye I spotted two people standing across the street. My steps stopped short. The neon lights were dazzling, but I still recognized that figure at a glance. Simon Carver.

“Whatever. Nico, this is Anna. She’s been my best friend since we were like five. She’s basically our sister.” I winced. Basically our sister. Ouch. Way to kill the vibe, Daniel. Nicolas’s gaze flicked slowly, deliberately from my face to my lips to my bare shoulders I had opened earlier and back to my eyes. If he heard the word “our sister,” he ignored it. Completely. “Nice to finally meet you,” he said quietly. And again he sounded nothing like Daniel. Deeper. Rougher. Like someone who spoke only when necessary and when he did, people listened.

The member list in the channel was painfully clear, showing only four avatars: my father, my mother, my brother, and Bella. My brother, Enzo, replied a moment later, "Just the four of us. Don't call Aurora." "If she comes, she'll just find another excuse to bully Bella." I stared at the words, frozen. It dawned on me then. In this family, I had been the outsider all along. ... As if on cue, my mother's call came through. "Aurora, there's a sudden sit-down with the capos. We won't be back at the manor tonight."

While most of them have fled, there are still a few inside, trying desperately to help others who have been buried. My hand still sizzling, I shake it off and pull it back. About to reach in and pull out some more wires, I stop when I hear Dr. Cho screams. It wasn't her gloating but her being taken by surprise. Looking out, I see the four OutCasts charging toward me. "They sure took their time," I think as I reach in.

I could already hear the edge in his tone at this point. I started to crack my eyes open a little and could see two distinct figures to my right. The one closest to me was definitely Lorx, while the other figure with the pure white head for the hair is Skyr. “Outsiders don’t get a say in any of this. After all, isn’t your team who’s responsible for all the others getting captured?” “It was a mistake on our part. We didn’t know.”

It looks like Kai had promised them a fair share of winning money if ever he was successful with it. And so, they have finally shown their true colors huh. They may seem caring and friendly on their outward appearance, but what she didn't know is that they are willing to exchange friendship over a handful of money. But why though? They don't seem poor to Nana and thus need not join in a petty bet. Furrowing her eyebrows, Miyazaki Nana backed off real slow. "I'm afraid I may have to pass to that. By the way, I am a non-alcoholic person," Nana shut down their offer immediately.

It was a home, or at least, it should have been. A safe place to share and bask in their love for each other in a town that demonized the Soulmate Covenant. Not that it would ever be made a home now. Not that the family would ever have a chance to live here. The whole town had been destroyed by the betrayal, resulting in so much fighting that this delicate fourteen-year-old girl was the only survivor left from the little village on the mountain.

the doctor said. His movements were light as he packed up his tools, but he deliberately knocked the tweezers heavily against the tray. “And you’d better stop provoking Miss Sophia. In this family, no one will offend the young lady for an outsider.” The word “outsider” felt like a needle. I didn’t respond and reached under the pillow to take out my phone. The first notification on my social feed was Sophia’s post. In the video, Vincenzo sat on a leather sofa in his study. White bandages were wrapped around his fingers as he carefully wiped the diamond-studded handgun. Sophia leaned against his shoulder, smiling at the camera.