Black Orion Novels & Stories

He heard his father resorted with frustration in his voice. “Dear, you shouldn’t be here. Go back to your room.” His mother hurriedly whispered when she noticed him listening to their conversation. “Wait, did you just say men in black?” Hyde resorted when he came back to his senses. His companion didn’t speak but answered him with a mere nod. “Oh, and one more thing, she also said that one of them has some kind of black bird tattoo on the neck.” Hyde was stunned when he heard about the tattoo. He’s certain, that the deceased man was one of them—or just a scapegoat.

This time, it might truly be forever. Marcus limped to my side. "Luna… was that really…" "Yes," I choked out. "That was Kaelen. Though changed by the shadow power, at the last moment, he found himself again. For us, for Orion." Orion, in my arms, looked up at the sky, his small hand pointing at the Blood Moon. "Daddy..." I looked up, surprised to see that the surface of the Blood Moon seemed to form an outline – vaguely like the silhouette of a wolf.

He disappeared into the adjoining room, the beaded curtain rustling behind him. My thoughts went to Zevarion. I had already made my choice, I would stay by his side, no matter what, but I needed to know. I had to know what he truly was. The man returned moments later, cradling a black mirror with edges that shimmered faintly like the surface of still water under moonlight. “This is an obsidian mirror,” he explained. “Drop your blood onto it, or into water mixed with silver dust. When a demon looks into it, their true form will be revealed.”

Everything in the world narrowed down to Orion's body convulsing on that bed and the black pouring out of him. "Orion!" I grabbed his shoulders and tried to hold him upright but he was dead weight, his body folding in on itself. His eyes rolled back and he pitched sideways, collapsing against the mattress. His mouth was stained black. The veins on his neck were dark again, pulsing underneath skin that was turning white. "No, no, no." I pressed my hand against his chest. His heart was racing, too fast, slamming against my palm like a trapped animal. "Stay with me. Orion, stay with me!"

Magnus tightened his grip on his axe. "They should have remained buried." The army stopped marching. A path slowly opened through their ranks. Heavy footsteps echoed across the battlefield. Out stepped a giant nearly twice the height of an ordinary man. His armor was cracked with age. A broken crown rested upon his head. Across his back hung an enormous black sword. The moment Orion saw him... His face turned pale. "No..." "It cannot be." I looked at him. "Who is he?" Orion answered in little more than a whisper.

"He says it changes the shape of everything." I stood in the yard of the Blackstone Keep and breathed through it. Then I said: "Where is Orion?" "Already inside," she said. "He received the same message." I walked in.

overwhelmed my senses, making my head turn from side to side. I wanted to hate him, turn around and run back to the Shadow Moon territory, back to my father who had pushed me into this problem. But my feet wouldn't move. The broken bond was acting like a chain I didn’t see, binding me to the very man I had ruined."Orion, please," I whispered, the words slipping out before I could even stop them.As soon as that statement left my mouth, Orion’s face hardened even more. Suddenly, a rise of hi alpha energy began to erupt from his head and I could clearly see hot separated waves across the sides of his head. “Orion?” I called him, my voice a whisper at first. “What is going on?” The air in the r

A raised a brow with a stroll in my mouth as he positioned the camera of his iphone fifteen promox towards me. He took a quick picture of me and when back to typing on his phone. He put his phone down on the table beside after a few seconds and suddenly the smell of after rain pin rushed through my nostril, forcing my eyes to the doorway. I froze when I saw Orion walking towards us in a black pant with a matching top. A t-shirt that clenched to his physicals like a second skin. His deep heavy muscles popping out of the dress in a way that felt dangerouse and pleading at the same time.

--- Outside the fortress, Orion mounted his white horse once more. He looked toward the shattered walls. "Prepare the second assault." A commander bowed. "My Chancellor..." "Our scouts report Blackstone reinforcements are approaching." Orion smiled. "Excellent." "Destroy them first." He turned toward the fortress one final time. "Bring me the Moonfang Queen alive." "And kill the Alpha." --- As the order spread through the enemy ranks, hundreds of elite warriors dressed in black armor stepped forward. Unlike the regular soldiers, these wolves carried curved silver blades etched with glowing runes.

I find a table in the very back corner, tucked behind a big stone pillar. It’s perfect. It’s dark. It’s invisible. I sit down and open my book—a worn copy of Theoretical Astrophysics. I hide the cover behind a paper bag. If people knew the creepy janitor was reading about black holes, they’d only find a new way to mock me. I take a bite of my apple, my eyes scanning the room. Across the hall, the Knights' table is a scream of noise and gold. They sit in the middle, lit up by the tall gothic windows. Alan Voss is at the head of the table, looking like a king carved out of ice and ink.