Black Orion Novels & Stories

Yet, beneath her strong exterior lay a woman with an insatiable appetite for pleasure, a hunger that only a select few could satisfy. Enter Orion Blackwood, a young man with a body sculpted by the gods and a reputation that preceded him. Orion was a sugar boy, a term he embraced with pride, offering his services to the wealthy and powerful. His most striking feature was his enormous cock, a weapon of pleasure that he wielded with expert skill. Orion was not just a pretty face; he was a master of seduction, a sex slave who took pride in fulfilling every fantasy of his patrons.

Cupid answered him back. “Why you–––“ Atlas started but Cupid shut him up. “Bingo! Alright, Bacchus, Pegasus, you can go in now.” Cupid said on the intercom. “Now we just have to wait until they kill that Black Dragon.” He said to Atlas. “Do you think they can? I mean, that’s Black Dragon. He killed almost half of our members.” Atlas said sitting up. “I actually don’t know. But boss ordered us to do this.” Cupid answered.

’ Nyx said to me ‘What do I do’ ‘Get down on your hands and knees and picture a beautiful black wolf.’ I did as she instructed. Before I knew it, I felt my bones in my arms and legs breaking and rearranging. I heard screaming but I couldn’t pay attention over the pain I was feeling. Next it was my ribs breaking, then finally my spine. It lasted all of 10 minutes. When I was able to see without the black spots clouding my vision, I seen a beautiful white wolf with black ears and pitch-black eyes laying right next to me.

Seething from what he was watching, Demon raced towards them, red eyes glowing, bared teeth dripping with blood. Arlo and Orion screamed for their brother and looked away when the large black wolf jumped into their field of vision. “Kairos!” Orion, the youngest, cried. Uncaring how scary this beast was, Orion gained the courage to stand up, run, and punch it in his bloody side.

It had been a land that once belonged to him — and would again. His fiery eyes, blazing with rage, swept the horizon. Jason Frostwood and Fiona Ashford believed they had won. They had rejoiced at their small victory, convinced they had shattered his grip of his forces. But they didn’t know the depths of his vengeance. They hadn’t come to understand that Orin Blackclaw was no mere hunt and kill and forget rogue. No. He was a storm, poised to blow them all into chaos.

Although he's not the boss, his very position makes him a force to reckon with. Chidi "Alright that's enough. I won't sit here and listen to you talk trash about my pet . Black Ace is the best and ultimate weapon for this organization and so far she hasn't disappointed not even for once. Her mental state might be a bit unstable but she has managed to produce excellent results.

The giant cooling units on the lighting rigs hummed against the ceiling, the sound steady in the quiet. Orion shifted his weight on the riser. His black team jacket brushed against the edge of the table, the metal zipper making a tiny click against the microphone stand. He did not look down at the floor. He kept his head high, his gaze leveled at the center column of national network cameras. The dark bond mark on his neck showed clearly above his zipped collar.

I saw the way she watched the wolf. Her own wolf was drawn to him, her twin’s aura surged as she watched my youngest son’s wolf take its first form. The small smirk she wore had my blood run cold, she waved off my worries with an eye roll. Tartarus was a huge black wolf with a gold crescent moon on his forehead and gold eyes. Orion thought I was worrying too much that he was born to rule that army for his brother. Orion touches my hand pulling me from my inner thoughts of our son and his wolf. He has a slight frown on his face, so I offer him a small smile.

This section held the record about the past Blood Star's lives. A book glowed at the corner and it began to open its cover before flipping through the pages on its own. It stopped at the blank page and black ink started to appear on the page. "That night, the Krysts and the Særi ust Trūx witnessed two lights shining. One was the star Bellatrix, the third brightest star of the constellation Orion. A female warrior. Chloe Rein. And the other was the moon of the night, the only warrior who can keep the star in its place while providing it assistance.

Clouds, dappled with grey, slowly began to unravel across the sky. A few hours later a rock loomed up ahead. The closer we neared, the more I realized it wasn’t a rock so much as a mountain. Though, it was unlike any mountain I’d ever seen. It was black, for one. There wasn’t a hint of vegetation or life anywhere on the thing. Only black stone, glittering eerily. Orion, who had finally managed to scrub the lingering kiss marks from his face, scowled at the rocky prison. “Welcome to the Chasm.”