Onward Fanfiction Novels & Stories

If I fainted on the staircase, the Lady would know. But Orion wouldn’t let me. [Have you learned your lesson yet, Lil?] Orion reached out again through mindlink. He was lying on the ground because all I could see was the starry night. Hannah’s annoying face was no longer in his sight now. But I could hear her giggle. Lying on the stairs to gain strength, I refused his mindlink, again. Orion wasn’t always like this. He was once a young pup who swore his life to me, but now he rides another woman just to make me beg.

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.

Come on, Ora, now is not the time for self pity, my subconscious nudges. The doors open and the girls primly file out. I take a deep breath and get in the line. It doesn’t matter If I want this or not, I need to be out of this room if I want to find a way out of here. I need to prove to the golden eyed stranger that I cannot be tamed. I WILL not be tamed, and neither will I be owned by anyone, human or Lycan. My name is Ora Devereaux, and I am a goddamn Queen.

We the omegas dreaded his rule as he never spared any of us a kind glance. “ I can't wait to see you crowned as Luna my love, it would be such a happy day for me , I just hope you and Orion’s wolf recognize each other early and decide to bond “ Lady Crawford was heard discussing with her daughter, Angela as Sylvia and I neared her house. “ I really can't wait to be Luna mom, you know how I've been waiting for this all this while, the oracle even says Orion is definitely my mate”

He went pale and reached for his robe. I snatched the fabric right out of his hands and pulled him onto the bed. "You smell good," I trailed my fingers down his chest. "Like a midnight forest. You make me feel safe." The tips of his ears turned instantly red. That night, we were feral. I used to think the War God's stamina was legendary. I was wrong. The Lord of the Underworld had a staying power all his own. Orion didn't stop until dawn broke. I was literally begging him to rest. I melted into his arms, feeling a satisfaction I had never known before.

Like he *wanted* me to break. And God, I wanted to let him. My teeth sank into my lower lip as my thoughts spiraled. I imagined myself in Keisha’s place—his hands on me, his mouth, the way he’d smirked before putting that vibrator against her— *Oh, God*. This wasn’t right. Wolfe was gone. I should’ve been drowning in grief, not aching for Rand’s brother—a guy who treated temptation like a game he was determined to win. But my body didn’t care about *should*.

One moment she was in his arms there, the next he was a dark blur streaking across the landscape, holding her close like a protective shadow. The wind whipped around them as they traversed the moonlit countryside, trees, and fields blurring into streaks of green and brown. River clung to him, feeling the rush of adrenaline and the thrill of danger intertwine in her veins. She had never experienced anything like this, the sensation of flying through the night with a creature so powerful and enigmatic. Lord Draven's embrace was as firm as it was gentle, his cold skin was a stark contrast to the warmth she felt emanating from within.

I cried out, hips lifting off the cushions. "Easy," Zeviar commanded softly. "Let us open you up. You're going to take us both tonight, little wolf." I was lost in it. The heat had become a living flame, licking through every vein. Their scents wrapped around me, storm and pine and raw Alpha male, until I couldn't tell where I ended and they began. Orion lowered his head and replaced his fingers with his tongue, licking a long, slow stripe up my center before sealing his mouth over my clit and sucking.

The sight immediately dragged my mind straight back to my unholy morning dream. God! I blinked rapidly, trying desperately to gather my shameless thoughts, but it was entirely impossible. How could I when the sinful temptation was walking toward me? As Orion moved through the crowded underground, the rowdy, dangerous bikers and shifters parted like the Red Sea. The moment he reached me, his large, calloused hands locked around my waist and he hoisted me effortlessly into the air, bringing me up to his chest level while I let out a soft, embarrassed squeak, my face flushing scarlet.

The Vortex of Timeless Ecstasy had set the multiverse spinning in perpetual bliss. The Song now cascaded like an endless waterfall of pleasure, carrying every soul deeper into shared rapture. Ninety-two chapters after the Omega first brought chains to Thornwood, love had become the unstoppable torrent that reshaped everything it touched.