The Outsiders Book Audiobook Novels & Stories

This boy was raised without mEloisers, but I'm not about to tell him that in a hurry. I sit down on a bench outside the bookstore and tuck my feet under my legs before I take out my book. It's slightly colder in the shade, so wrap my jean Danteet tighter around arms and settle into the seat. I've barely had the time to open the book and get lost within it when I hear the loud roar of a car engine down the street fast approaching. I look up along with the other passers by as a sleek black car roars to a stop in the parking lot opposite the bank of shops. The only comparison that I could make is one similar to a bat mobile; low to the ground, sleek and modern, far too loud for anyone's good.

There was so much I had to protect and keep going. Eventually, I got to my phone. It had heated up so much from its time in the sun that it burned against my ear when I tried to make a call. I cursed out loud from the pain. That’s when I realized how pissed I was, I needed to blow off steam, so I drove myself to Caine’s pack instead. Audrey’s POV

I spent a few minutes before going to the counter at the front to check out the books I connected my air pods to my phone and turned on my playlist as I waited for Jonathan to pack the books for me I watched him package the book... But he stopped when he saw the old journal... I knew I shouldn't have taken it "Where did you get this dear" he asked calmly "I'm sorry I took it... But if I told you how I found it you wouldn't believe me" I said "Is that so now... Do tell" he said smiling... So I narrated the whole thing to him

Delmar retorted. “But maybe we are afraid,” Matheus added. “I mean, look at us, we know next to nothing about Outsiders; what kind of people they are, how they think,” he looked Delmar directly in the eyes as he repeated Rowan’s previous words to him. “or what their weaknesses are.” Delmar narrowed his eyes at Matheus as he listened intently. “What are you saying?” “I’m saying that in all the time we’ve been stuck in this nightmare, we’ve never learned a thing about the Outsiders. Well, Delmar, now we have one.”

He continued toward the bus, climbing the stairs, leaving Ellie to stare after him in surprise. Ellie climbed back on the bus, avoiding Jake's gaze and finding her seat in the last row. She pulled out her chips, opened the bag, and put her headphones back in. Her mood hadn't improved much so she found a new classic audiobook. Ah, yes, there it was, Dickens always had a dreary narrative to fit her mood, a perfect fit following her upsetting realization that she would quite literally never escape the world of wolves. She turned the book on and stared out the window:

i can learn so much from reading it. In the middle of drowning in my book I felt a presence opposite me and heard the sound of chair screeching and within a half minute I heard a rough male voice " Hey there! iam watching you from the last one hour reading that book without moving.so,I came here to check that you are dead or so" He said laughter in his voice.

The ink on the book’s pages twisted, spinning like a tiny whirlpool. Then, out of the black ink, a single drop of gold floated up. It hung in the air, letting out a high, awful scream. “That’s him!” Gabe shouted. “That’s the soul of the Auditor!” The gold drop didn’t run. It stretched and grew into the shape of a tiny child, all gold. It looked just like any child, except its eyes were spinning clock faces.

SHARE VIA BLUETOOTH UNDER THE SEATS. ​I couldn't help but smile, a sharp, triumphant feeling blooming in my chest that tasted better than any running water we’d found in the desert. My throat remained tightly locked in its familiar, unbroken quiet, but the sheer volume of those numbers felt louder than a stadium broadcast. For over a hundred chapters, we had been running, hiding, and bleeding in the dark, wondering if anyone was actually listening. ​Now, the readers were talking back. ​I pulled out my spiral notebook, the graphite pencil flying across the page with a loose, confident stride:

“The Chief and Oliver made their army, they just didn’t realize that their army would fight for the other side.” Yhendorn slides the bag over to us. “Go ahead, take a look.” Everett pulls the bag over to us, laying his chin on my shoulder as he works around me to open the bag and pull out some of the oldest looking books I’ve ever seen. When he pulls them out, Yhendorn releases his breath. “Yhendorn?” Kenna asks him.

The trio had never for once made me forget my place as the loser in school. A memory of their recent torture took control of my mind and began to replay in my head. It had been a slow day and I had been reading. It happened so suddenly. One minute the book was right there in my hand and the next, it was snatched by someone. This aroused anger inside me that I screamed out. "Hey!" The trio, Duke, Darius and Dean stood proudly before me. Darius was the more outspoken one of them, tall with brown hair and brown eyes like his dad's. He found the book I'd been reading too funny because he was grinning as he flipped through the pages.