Final Fantasy 13 Orphan Novels & Stories

Brother? He released Winter, who immediately pouted but didn’t resist. The man then straightened his robe and posture. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Oragon,” he said clearly. “The Phoenix Beast.” A murmur rippled across the hall. He gestured toward Winter beside him. “And this is Daemon, the guardian spirit of nature. He may appear like a child, but he’s older than anyone here.” Then his gaze slid to Fenrir. “Well… almost anyone here.”

A well-forged pact could communicate through thought alone, lift weights impossible for ordinary beings, move swiftly enough to dodge bullets. But those gifts required more than training, they demanded that one abandon humanity entirely and allow their sub-gender instincts to take full control, becoming something closer to a true werewolf. That was why many still lived human-like lives, in sports, medicine, the military, or protective services, it gave them balance before that final leap. Leaders who could forge such a pact were rare, usually emerging from royal bloodlines like the Kanzaki family. “Our parents expect too much from us, Rei,” Dante said finally.

Dante said. "There’s one thing you should know," Evelyn said, reaching into her pocket. She pulled out a final, small envelope. "The twelve orphans... they aren't the only ones. The project had a second location. In America. A place called 'The Orchard.'" Dante stopped, his hand on the car door. He looked at the envelope, then at Bella’s face on his phone screen. The labyrinth was never truly gone. It just changed its name. "Not tonight, Mother," Dante said, taking the envelope but not opening it. "Tonight, the orphans are just children. And the Orchard can wait for the morning."

Roxie replied, “Only a few of them. For example, Thirteen’s wish is to see her mother in this lifetime.” Jenson said, “Oh? Thirteen has never seen her mother?” Roxie nodded. “In my memory, Lil Thirteen was just a baby when she came to the military intelligence division. Monster kept her by his side and taught her diligently. At the time, we merely thought that Monster cherished Thirteen because she was a prodigy in martial arts, hence he favored her. All the sisters assumed that Thirteen was an orphan just like us. However, for some reason, someone started a rumor that Thirteen was actually Monster’s daughter and Thirteen was absolutely certain about this as well. In fact…”

“So I’ll ask again: who are you?” “Serena,” I whisper. “Serena Valen. Former Luna of Ravenfall. And that’s all. I don’t know how or why I said anything.” “Valen,” he repeats slowly. “That bloodline was supposed to be extinct.” “I’m an orphan. I know nothing about my bloodline.” He studies me again, something unreadable passing through his eyes. “An orphan who speaks ancient magic in her sleep. Who survives rejection without losing her mind. Who crosses into Lycan territory and lives.” He tilts his head. “You’re either extremely lucky or extremely dangerous.”

“I’m heir-apparent to the McCrory Coven, and we control the Baelic realm.” Despite the chill going down her spine, North rejected the demonstration. “That has to be some kind of trick. An optical illusion and nothing more.” Orin stepped forward next, pushing the long black hair behind his ears and down his back. The gesture revealed pointed ears. “I’m Orin Aelfryck, a dark elf of the Fae realm.” She arched her brow in skepticism. “That can be makeup and prosthetics. What’s your magic power, dark elf?”

Gusto kong magtago sakanya dahil nagmayabang pa naman ako na mas matalino ako sakanya. Sumilip ako sa gilid ni Ted at tinignan si Leonardo. I raised my brows when I saw a girl talking to him. Nakangiti ang babae at ganun din si Leonardo. "Sabi mo hindi masyadong nagsasalita yang si Leonardo? Bakit enjoy na enjoy?" Napalingon si Ted at agad ibinalik ang tingin saakin. "That girl is Morgana. ABM yan pero kahit sobrang ganda niya loyal parin ako sa pagiging pink blood"

Chapter 13: Now spread "I... don't understand. Who are you, and who's the walking shadow with the knife?" "My n-name's Kelly. He's the Stalker. He comes every night since the first time he caught me. He won't leave me alone. Every night he comes and... and..." She broke into tears again. Michael took her in his arms and allowed her to sob into his shoulder. Unfortunately, he was a teenage boy and not used to comforting crying women. After a while, however, her tears subsided. She looked up at him. "He comes every night to rape me. All I can do is hide, and he always finds me." She looked away, as if disgusted with herself. "The things he does to me... It's worse every time. I d-don't think I

Talon whispers in my ear. With a shaky breath I start. "My father told me to never tell anybody anything about myself. My mother had dissapeared after I was born so my father raised me. He never talked about her, but the pack would never stop asking him about her. When I turned 13, my dad dissapeared too. My pack resented me for being an orphan, and for having no wolf," I glance at Talon, "which I told them because my dad said to always keep her hidden. I was punished for whatever went wrong, weather it was my fault or not. They kept me on lock down, hoping it would draw either my father or mother back, or hopefully both. I finally made my escape, following where my wolf Freya was leading me

The basket and everything went out of my hands as I fell and my head collided with the cold tiled ground. Orphans are ranked as omegas within the werewolf kingdom. Having no living parents meant that we had no status and so we fell to the bottom of the hierarchy. That is, unless we were mated to someone with a higher rank. As such was the case of Pam. As orphans, we were both omegas until she met her mate, Warrior Archie. This caused a change in her rank, so she would be his equal and on the same level. With that said, she used to be my best friend until she moved up in the ranks. Then she decided that I was too low to be acquainted with.