The Outlaw Novels & Stories

One minute, he was my tormentor, the next, my shadow. When we reached the outskirts of the forest, my stomach dropped. Bad luck must have been written all over me tonight because standing there, leaning against a rusted lamppost, was the last person I wanted to see—Jonan and his gang of pricks. “Well, well, look who finally decided to crawl out of the woods.” Jonan grinned, his dark eyes locking onto mine with the same sick amusement I’d grown used to. “What were you doing out there, wolfless? Trying to summon your non-existent wolf?”

Two months passed in a blur, and Theo came bouncing over to me. "Ms. Hawthorn, my dad has stripped that bad guy's status as the Alpha!" After I left, Lucas completely failed to manage his pack. He was officially removed from his position and began living life as an Omega with Finn. Isabella, on the other hand, was severely punished for possessing wolfsbane. She was locked away in the coldest and harshest prison of the Alliance. Her pup didn't survive in the end. She lost her mind, murmuring Lucas' name as she drank the remaining wolfsbane. That was how she died—alone in the dungeon.

He laughed, the sound making my insides feel a tad weird but in a way it felt nice. "I was clearly busy at the time," I began, my hand indicating my room and the apartment before us. "So there was no time to ask questions on whether anyone resided here, spirit wise that is." I gave a small grin. "Plus I didn't know what to say." "Based upon my observation you," Jem said with a light chuckle. "Cora," he said, brushing his fingers across my cheek. His touch was cool and still semi-solid. "Didn't you have any loyal friends to rely on growing up?" I shook my head to tell him no because in some way I always remained the outcast of anyone that I befriended. A loner who believed that trusting other

I smiled as I made a call, "Hello, officer? As far as I know, Madeline Lewis owed a huge gambling debt abroad, and she returned just to raise money. I suspect she might have trafficked Fable Lewis." An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth—I just had to get back at those who wronged me. Otherwise, what was the point of life?

He simply said his goodbyes to his friends and led her straight to the amusement park. "Isn't it a little inappropriate to leave such a big event for entertainment's sake?" Melanie asked, concerned. "When people work so hard to earn money, power, and fame, isn't it so they can live more freely, with more choices? If I can't even leave work when I'm not happy because I'm worried about what others think, then what was all that hard work for?" Jamie leaned against the railing, the sunlight casting a golden glow on his face and the wind tousling his hair. At that moment, Melanie suddenly realized that he truly was the rebellious, genius actor that the world spoke of.

“Your wolves follow you. Mine trust me. We unite the cliques that still remain. If we wait too long, we’ll be nothing but ashes on Balthazar’s boots. You've heard what he can do. I've seen it first hand and it's very ugly. We need this." There’s a pause. I pace. This is madness. But it makes a sick kind of sense. “Elisha?” I ask. He’s quiet. “It’s insane. But… maybe insane is what we need.” Rock sighs. “We’ll need a name.” Ryker grins. “Something that reminds everyone what we are.” “Outlaws,” Claw suggests, grinning. “Hellfang,” Elisha offers. “Shadowhowl,” Rock adds.

Still, he insisted, "I don't care if you believe me or not. The wedding can't take place. It's simply too dangerous for you! Don't you understand what kind of people those outlaws are? They won't spare the relatives of someone whose identity has been exposed! "They can't touch anyone from the Atkinson family, but they can come after you! Pierce killed too many, and he's invoked the wrath of Golden Triangle. This isn't just one organization—it's multiple factions united against you. "They want revenge on Pierce and to send a warning to the police! They've even hired assassins. Your bounty is worth millions! Only I can protect you in the entire Arbelton right now! If you sever ties with Pierce

The sound of my name chilled my blood. Despite the tightness in my veins, I replied, "You don't know me," in a steady voice. "Don't I?" He took a step closer, his moves slow and deliberate. "Out here, word gets around quickly, puppy. You're not particularly clever." I gripped the dagger tighter. This was no chance meeting. "What are you looking for?" I asked. The outlaw gave a gloomy laugh. "What you wish is the true question. Are you following a girl who is trying to hide? Or are you fleeing from a more dangerous situation?"

, Christian asked. "I didn't have a choice alright. I didn't get a say man. You think you are crazy, eccentric and brutal? Christian whoever leads these people is unhinged, he could kill you and spoon-feed your child your brains", Dominic replied. "Seems like we would make wonderful friends", Christian mused. "Oh he's no friend. He wants you down" "Does he have a name?" "None that I know of but I know one thing, "the outlaws" is a fake name. They want you down, you think I'm the only one giving information out?", Dominic asked.

Eight years into the Cappello family, and only today did I discover there's a meeting room beneath the estate. Half an hour ago, my husband Julian put on his coat and said he was heading to the New Jersey docks to handle a smuggling shipment. Five minutes after he left, the estate's internal line rang. It was Julian's driver, asking if he should have the car washed. It had gotten dirty from yesterday's rain. Julian never rides in anyone else's car for long trips. If he'd gone to New Jersey, his driver should be behind the wheel right now. I went down to the second-level basement garage. His car was still there. The emergency stairwell beside it was inexplicably open. I followed it down and f