Iron-blooded Orphans Review Novels & Stories

During my three-year-old son's preschool physical, his blood type didn't match mine or my wife's. I had just printed the divorce papers when I suddenly heard my son's voice. [This disgusting man is so stupid. He's raised me, his own little brother, as his son for years and still has no idea!] [Lol, hurry up and get divorced. Once they divorce, I can cling openly to my real mom!] [And divorced men are unwanted anyway. From now on, every dollar he earns will be mine!] My wife was still anxiously explaining, "Honey! I really never betrayed you! Do you really want a divorce?" I looked at my son's tightly closed lips and excited eyes, then tore up the divorce papers instead. "No divorce. S

“I’ve recently been authorized to add another caregiver to the orphanage. The position comes with room and board as you will be responsible for the younger children and their needs round the clock.” “Really?” I shrieked in excitement. Barb had just told me I wasn’t going to be homeless and on the streets in a month. “Hannah,” Barb cautioned. “I wouldn’t offer this position to any of the others. Your circumstances are unique.” Barb was right. Before coming to the orphanage, I had belonged to a pack. The rest of the orphans that had come through here in my time had all been human. The only other wolf in the entire place was Barb herself. She was offering me the position not just so that I woul

“I didn’t give him the opportunity to give you any information that Declan may have had. The Luna of the Orphans, the oldest child living in that hell house is my mate. She contacted me in a panic attack over Micah and his sister after she gave them to Declan. She knows the support needed to get him through this type of poisoning doesn’t exist in her pack. She doesn’t trust me or my pack but we are all she has.” I shiver as a cold breeze sweeps down the main path reminding me of where we are. I’m staring down the slim path that we created and named The Blue Ridge path as it leads directly into their territory. It’s the sounds of a motor starting in the distance that snaps me out of my daze a

He says as he sits on the edge of the bed and places his hand over mine, making me look up at him. "Are Jess and Orian okay?" I say, barely above a whisper, as my heart starts to beat erratically. "They are fine. It's about the orphanage. They found the orphanage up in flames when they arrived on the pack's territory." He says, and my heart feels like it stopped beating. "The kids all got out safely, but there is no sign of the orphanage mother." "She tried to kill them!" I whisper as I feel Dosha starts pacing in my mind.

Their breath mingled in the frozen dark, their eyes locked for half a heartbeat , all the oaths they'd ever sworn, all the lies they'd ever told, laid bare in that single look. "You fall," he growled, "I bury them with you." She smiled through her blood-slick teeth. "You'll never dig that many graves." They fought until the snow buried the orchard roots in fresh white, hiding the ruin beneath. The Iron Sons fell back at last , not because they'd lost, but because the storm was killing them faster than steel could. Their captains hauled the wounded down the slope, dogs whining at their heels, the sound swallowed by the wind's mournful howl.

“All of our companions have already passed through. I need your final decisions now.” Both orphans are still undecided up to this moment, and in my case, keeping this portal open for another minute can cause my body to feel numb and the portal will be inaccessible. My shoulders are now about to fall, which made the opening rounded out from its original size. “I've already given you enough time, orphans. I am now leaving.” I said wearing a blank expression. Based on my observation, I think Moha and Nowo are the most stubborn orphans I have ever handled, but they seem to be the toughest and bravest ones though. I hope they were also wise enough to choose the right path earlier when I was still

The maid quarters were a beautiful representation of the kingdom of Ghandor. In the early morning, a cold air blew back and forth, causing shivers. Multiple groups of men practice swordplay, as usual, with distant metal striking metal. He remembered the maidens and the over ten contenders who are getting ready for the second round, battling for His affection. Prince Kohl reached out of his bed, glanced out the window, and heard a silent whisper, a voice echoing,'she is the queen of the iron throne'. He looked around his bedroom and wondered whether he was having a hallucination. 'No, this is real,' he exclaimed.

"I need you to help me learn how to use my magic. According to the testing Iron Serpent did, I carr - " Her face went white, the dark blue of her eyes stark in comparison. "Iron Serpent is here?" Well, shitballs. "Yeah, they're here." She shook her head, her rainbow and black hair fluttering with the movement. "That cannot be. They are an Earth order. They were contained. We contained them." "Okay, I'm going to need a little more information than that." "Iron Serpent, on Earth at least, wanted nothing more than to ascend into the power of the gods. They stopped at nothing to drain every person and the world itself of its magic. Those that held magic from my siblings were discovered and sipho