The Outsiders Imagines Novels & Stories

From this vantage point, high on the other side of the narrow valley, I can easily spy on the Alphas as they play with their little toy. But these are no ordinary inhabitants of the Zone. This is clear from the omega's short hair and the leather boots on his feet. She is an Outsider and also one of the Alphas. I hate strangers. I kill Outsiders. Nothing else brings me more pleasure. It's a pity that treacherous creatures rarely venture into the Zone. Opportunities to get revenge are very rare. But this opportunity is too good to pass up. Outsider's blood will be spilled tonight. Crawling slowly, the sound of my movements masked by the rain, I pull away from the edge of the broken road and ma

He loves her… he loves Sheila. I ignore the anger and instead focus on the task at hand. Pacifying the big baby Alexandro Rodriguez, I rolled my eyes in disgust. VALENCIA’S POINT OF VIEW I finally got to the outlands, my feet hurts from trekking the long distance, I looked around and the outlands look like nowhere I have been, it looks… horrible. There are tent on the roads with people who look really malnourished, children running around with hardly any clothes on, the pale skin of the people look really sickly.

‘Because there’s an outsider inside their city. ***

Somewhere above me, the pack is going about their normal lives—eating dinner, laughing with friends, sleeping in warm beds with full bellies and intact tongues and futures that stretch out before them like open roads. Down here in the dark, I'm just property waiting to be disposed of. And the worst part is knowing that Oswin was right—speaking up changed nothing except destroying the person who was brave enough or stupid enough to try.

Both sexes in the mix, just chilling if that is the right word. They reminded me of many of my friends in the orphanage. The way we used to waste our 'lazy' days outside of our home, sometimes harassing passersby. Though the crowd made me feel insecure, I did not feel as though they were terrible or terrifying. In fact, if I could convince some of the people to try out as knights, I'd have very little need for Isaak. But then two issues poured out, which of their crimes was I willing to overlook, and which one of them was their 'leader'. They had to have a leader or at least the loudest person.

And oftentimes he gets confessed by the girls first. On their way home they had to passed by an old smelly drainage where they have to cover both of their nose in order not to suffocate from the very bad smell. Their area is full of poor and helpless people, some would just stay living in a house that has no roof while others literally sleeps beside the big piles of smelly garbage.But both of them are already used to seeing the same scenes everyday of their lives that they don’t care anymore. “That’s what i like about you Tonyo, you are always being honest with your admiration towards me. Say it! Aren’t i the most handsome guy in this town?

The outsiders didn't know who was in the carriage but that voice made their movements lowered. "My lady, a small girl is dragged by group of people. It seems she is trying to flee from them for some reason" a female servant who was sitting front, outside of the carriage reported immediately as she saw the situation.

maybe they're used to them considering they live in the forest. Who even lives in the middle of a forest? The sight is horrifying and I can only hide behind axel, not that they could even hurt a single fur on the wild beasts. They look nothing like the wolf I see in my dreams, she's calm and beautiful and she looks harmless. These are ferocious. Suddenly the whisperings and the music stop altogether and everywhere becomes dead silent. "What are outsiders doing in my pack?" an intense voice booms through the crowd and people move to create a way for the person who spoke, bowing their heads to him.