The Outsiders Fanfic Novelas e Histórias

I licked my plump split lips, sighted and determined that I never gonna have a mate. I always wanted a mate to save me from this miserable life, I want a normal life as everyone lives here. But after I saw how I really look, I made up mind that I gonna get rejected. Who will want an ugly mate like me? One day my alpha took all omegas out for the first time. This is the first time I gonna see the outer world beyond this forest. I wore the best dress I had which is a grey tee with black loose jeans with rubber slippers. When we all follow the warriors, I had the urge to pee so I went to the restroom. That's where real hell started, four men forcefully dragged me to a black van.

I stood there on the cold concrete with my bare feet and my heels dangling from one hand and I looked at him and I felt it go through me. "You're right," I said flatly. "I'm just a fat Omega outsider with no pack standing and no connections and no one who would believe her over you if this ever came out." "Roxanne I..." "I forgot for a second," My voice was so controlled it didn't even sound like mine. "Tonight, walking, actually talking to you, I forgot what this was. I forgot what you think of me." "Roxanne, that's not..."

“Maybe we should go inside and get cleaned up. We’re covered in mud from our run.” I look down at our muddy naked bodies and chuckle, “Yes, I definitely need a shower and if you are hungry, we can order some takeout.” I smile at him, and he nods. Without warning, Owen grabs me by the waist and throws me over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes. I scream out in shock. “There, that’s better.” He smacks my ass and I wiggle a little. He smacks my ass again. “Damn, this juicy ass.” I laughed at him. He dashes through the rain, dodging and weaving through the land mines of puddles. His thick arms locked around my legs holding me steady.

The classroom buzzed with the usual cacophony, punctuated by the occasional airborne book. Whizz—a book flies past！ "Oh, my goodness!" I exclaimed, narrowly avoiding a collision that could have sent me straight to the infirmary. The book would have surely left a mark on my face. "Sorry, Scarlett." Blake's apology came from over his shoulder, his hands resting nonchalantly on his friends' shoulders. Their laughter knotted together in shared amusement. Ignoring their antics, I headed to my seat. A glance from Annie met mine before she turned away to whisper to Alex behind her. I paid them no mind.

Outwardly, I appeared to be fully engrossed in the match, but my mind kept drifting back to an encounter I had witnessed earlier, leaving me puzzled and conflicted. Just before the game began, I had been standing near the bleachers, chatting with the rest of the cheerleaders. That's when I noticed Tyler and a familiar face, one that had always been on the outskirts of our social circle. It was Miles, the outcast of our school because he's Gay.

Her concentration on what she was doing is broken, and she pulls her mouth away, strands of saliva glowing orange in the firelight. She turns and her eyes meet mine. "Alpha," she gasps. “There is an Alpha.” The Farlander is already staggering around, baring its teeth and snarling, but it's slow with its spending. The other Alpha, the Outsider, is a different case. He pushes the omega away and stands quickly, snapping his jaw and snarling like a mad dog. I curse myself for giving in to the omega's bait, but there's nothing to be done about it now.

The remaining man stood frozen in shock and fear, eyes wide as he took a step back from the gruesome scene. "No way man, stay back!" The man stepped back. Yohan Dixon hobbled towards the remaining man, his eyes red and darkened from the torment he had endured. He swiftly kicked the man, causing him to collapse to the ground, writhing in pain. Yohan panted heavily. Gradually, he lifted his head and made eye contact with Sara Owen through a small ventilation window. In that moment, their eyes met, and a profound longing that had built up over months was satisfied.

he commented offhand. “Thanks for your concern, Beta Brock. I’m sure my Alpha, and yours, knows this too. Pray to the goddess that if anything does happen to me, it happens before I find out who set the outsiders on my tail and do something to them that would cool my anger,” she retorted cooly. Beta Brock snorted and stalked off, heading to the Alpha mansion. Since the Alpha was not in his castle, the Beta had to take his place. ========== As he left, Marian’s eyes shifted lazily to Dorien, who was still standing where he had been, staring at her with eyes that said too much.

The name still echoed in her mind long after the forest faded. Ysolde. Samantha stirred, the dying embers casting long shadows across the tent’s walls. Outside, the wind whispered through the trees like distant voices arguing in a forgotten tongue. She blinked into the darkness, her pulse slow, heavy. The name didn’t feel foreign. It nestled deep inside her like a memory she hadn’t realized was hers. A soft rustling came from the other side of the tent. Ida was curled up under her worn cloak, her breathing steady. The man Tavian, he had finally told them, sat just outside by the fire, sharpening his blade with slow, patient strokes.

Eleanor For one fragile heartbeat, relief crashed over me like a wave—tears stinging my eyes, my chest loosening as if I could finally breathe again. Then they shattered it. Laughter exploded from the group, harsh and mocking. One of the boys—the same one I’d scratched—stepped forward, rolling his shoulders like he was ready for a brawl. “So what are you gonna do about it, pimp?” he taunted, striding toward the hooded figure with lazy confidence.