Orbis Books Novels & Stories

“I just wanted to change the environment a bit. You’ve gotten your wolf dragon now. So there is nothing taking us back there.” Nyxoria looked down at the worn-out book still in her hands, her fingers gently running across the rough, faded cover. “So, are you the owner of this book?” she asked curiously once again. Ora stepped closer and gently took the book from her hands, flipping it open with practiced fingers. “What do you think?” she asked. “These are poems. Very old ones.” “Do you understand the writing? The language looks strange to me,” Nyxoria asked, tilting her head.

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

I opened the door to find a woman wearing a purple dress and was accompanied by someone. "Who are you supposed to be and what are you doing here?" She pushed me and entered the house and I was so tempted to just leave this house and never come back. The collar on my neck still stands and I can’t open it. A collar is a mark of ownership, especially for an omega. When an omega wears a collar that usually means that they belong or are claimed by someone. There was a sharp decline in the population of omegas in the recent decade. That’s why the government revised the laws and eliminated some of them which weren’t in favour of the omegas.

I am not just a mother to my two beautiful pups, Roman and Shanti. No, I am Rosa The Wolf Oracle. The End! Thank you to all my lovely and beautiful readers and followers. I appreciate each and every one of you. As always, leave a review. Let me know what you liked, loved or hated. I strive to be better for you all. Please also drop some gems. Keep your eyes peeled for future works by me only on GoodNovel. To read this series in order or as stand-alone. The order is as follows: The Betrayed Wolf Of The Moon Goddess.

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AXERA's POV Oris. A name that every witch dared not to utter. It was a forbidden name and also a feared one. It belonged to a being that was discovered while I was still in my early twenties. The dark totem was a book that had been discovered, laying deep in underground caves. The witches had all thought it was a spell book, but the words written on it were foreign and seemed ancient. With the empress's orders, the book was taken under intense study. The witch that handled the research was a very skilled one. She took months researching the book and we were all in hopes that the new spell book could be a way to enhance our powers.

It wasn’t until I reached the bottom of the last cabinet that I found something different. A slim, flat leather-bound book. No title on the cover. No markings on the spine. Just a plain book, worn at the corners. I flipped it open. The first page was filled with faded handwriting. I squinted at the words. The orb does not serve. It lives. To touch its center is to hold time itself. But time bends for no one. I turned the next page, and what I saw chilled me. Drawings. Human-like figures who had once tried to take the orb’s core energy. Some had melted into shadows. Others had aged backward until they vanished completely. There were notes scribbled beside them—"strength unmatched but short-li

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

so much so that he decided to get off from John’s back of comfortability and skipped ahead in front of everyone else to where Orb was to ask… Naraja: “Soooo~ Orb what exactly is the “Red Book Of Memories”, is it a book that holds all kinds of secret cool awesome powers in it, huh~?” Orb: “Access Denied.” Naraja: “What the--! Oh! Now you wanna say something else besides “Would you like to keep going”. Tell me what the hell the “Red Book Of Memories” is like, pretty please~ with a cherry on top~?” Orb: “Access. Denied.”