Inazuma Eleven Orion Novels & Stories

Rion apologized with teary eyes. Orni had tears in her eyes after hearing the boys. She pulled them closer to her chest. Raising her head she kissed them gently to console their little hearts that were aching for their mother. " Shh......Shhh.. .. My baby bears. Don't cry. I am not going anywhere," she cooed in their ear. Orni was consoling the boys when Niyati entered her room with Neela. She gave a warm smile to Orni which Orni returned politely. Seeing Neela, the boys ran towards her excitedly. Orni ordered the boys to take Neela outside and play there.

The warrior has no idea about what to fix too but his words made Luna remember something. "Oh, you are right. Electricity! Alarick did mention before that we do not have such a socket where we charge those machines with electricity. That's a good thing for us! Well, I will be joining them later if…" Luna was not able to finish the words that she wanted to say. Luna suddenly felt like everything around her was revolving and inside her head was so painful that she felt like her head would break. She held her head while trying to balance on her feet.

Planet Rinoria, Trefanus System, Minor House Olessa The Fleet of the Corvus Republic flashed into the Trefanus System through a secured, and obscured, Omega-Tau beacon over Rinoria. With all their signals low and heavily muted, they quickly advanced to the dark side of the planet, and began to orbit alongside. At the very center of the Republic fleet was their new cruiser, which they were still in the process of naming. It had taken the role of their flagship from the Ravens’ Refuge, and in doing so shifted the roles of the other ships in the fleet.

Declan and Tristan were sworn enemies and I’d rather not be caught in the crossfire. My anxiety couldn’t stop time from running. The preparation was finally done, and the alliance party would be taking place tonight— there is no way I could avoid Declan tonight because we are both going to be in the same room. I am the Luna of this pack, hence, I will have to remain beside Tristan for the rest of the night. "Luna, the decoration is done, would you like us to change anything?" Ayra, one of the many maids that assist me in the house asked as she scanned the room for any sort of mistake.

We didn’t have to live apart anymore, which we were all grateful for. As we sit in our temporary home we share, I continue to brainstorm ideas of how to track our leader. There has been times over the years when other Alpha’s would occasionally try to take us over and force us to merge into their much larger pack. They tried to make us submit. But it’s in Ryker’s nature to protect us. His father must have been a true Alpha which would make Ryker one as well. We are all that is left to my knowledge. Now we follow him out of faith and loyalty. As it has always been the four of us, we are now well known as Orion’s Guild, or the OG for short. We are an elite team of Rogue Hunters, rogues of all

Zaphyr looked between us both for a long time, his face unreadable. “Try?” he repeated. “I can try,” I said quietly. “Not a promise. But a choice. You give me your men, and I’ll give you that.” There was another long pause, and then finally, Zaphyr nodded once. “I’ll take 80% effort and a cautious hand over blind fury. You’ll have your warriors.” “And the scouts?” Thorne asked. Zaphyr looked at him, then at me again. “You’ll have them. But make no mistake—if Elena dies by your hand… there will be no alliance strong enough to save you from what follows.”

Tahr She'll return soon. She is mine and will not be able to stay away. Plus she has nowhere to go. I will give her this time of adjustment because I need time to think too. I'm still in shock that she transcended. Even more so that she's yellow. It makes no sense. She should be silver like me-majestic silver to represent the royal silver dragons. Bastian's mate is red and Laryn's is blue-end of story. Or it should be. My mate is yellow.

Anya’s voice was soft, almost reverent, as she spoke. After Liana left for good, Orion did not do what everyone expected of him. He did not declare war. He did not demand reparation from the Eternal Snow Clan. He simply, broke. The brightest prodigy of his generation, the man whose every step had been praised and every word obeyed, became nothing more than a hermit with a shattered heart.

“Luna.” She flinched. The voice this time was clear. Familiar. She turned. Orion stood at the far side of the yard, near the well. His hair was disheveled, his jaw rough with stubble. His shoulders—a place she’d once thought unshakable—slumped. His eyes were wrong. Not the stormy blue-grey she’d looked up at in the Circle. Empty. Pale, like watered milk, irises blown wide until almost no color remained. They glowed faintly, as if lit from behind by something cold.

Places seventeen, Nineteen and twenty are female. I suppose my second place spot is out of the ordinary, but after being the best fighter in New Moon for the last year or more, and the warriors accepting me as one of their own, I guess I didn’t really see myself as an anomaly. “So what? Because I can hold my own against anyone out there, now a bunch of Neanderthals think... what? That I’m fair game? That I’m something to be won or...” I was foolish to think I could come here, place in the top twenty and go back to my normal life.