Orion Percy Jackson Novels & Stories

Orion won't tell him anything if he doesn't spill. “Do you know who we are up against?” Orion narrows his eyes. “One Nikas.” He rolls his eyes thinking. “I've forgotten the last name. Why?” “He's Electra's brother.” Orion gasps. “What?” “Yes. I met them the other day when I went to collect a formal report on Hector’s behavior while in prison. I don't even know how. Everything is jumbled up in my head. But I know what I heard. Electra is Nikas' brother. The same Nikas going up against Hector.”

*********************************************************** Characters Orni Patel A beautiful teenager with 5'3" height, flawless skin tone and petite body figure. She has deep brown eyes and the cute bangs of her hair make her cuter. She is reading in a nearby high school and lives with her father in a simple house. She lost her mother at an early age and after that, her father became her mother & father both. She is a sweet and soft-hearted girl with every moral value. She is innocent like an angel and can't tolerate violence. She loves to draw realistic art and has a dream of becoming a famous artist someday. She loves to dance as well. Specifically, she loves classical dance and she is

Then a figure drops from above, landing in front of me so fast I almost slam into him. Orion. He isn’t calm. There’s no bored smirk, no teasing glint. His face is tight, jaw locked, hair falling into his eyes. Breathless. “What happened,” he snaps. “She took him,” I choke. “She… she just… she took him….” “Who?” “Zevara.” Saying her name makes my stomach twist. “She used illusions. Lucian almost had her. Then she disappeared.” Orion doesn’t curse or yell. He just goes very still. His eyes lift toward the tree line. What an irony, the enemy we've been fighting for years is now helping us.

I gulp, my throat going dry. “He was looking for his sister.” My head spins, but I get it together. I am dead, I’m so dead. “Oh, who is his sister?” he has to keep pushing. What do I say? “Titus, we have really fucked up. I am no match for Fenrir or Aura, for that matter. This is bad, Titus, and you need to fix this.” Orion is panicking. Well, that’s just great. “Tell me something I don’t already know. We are screwed.” I tell Orion who whimpers.

Music to my ears and her smile- it could light up the sky. I quickly look away trying to not make her nervous. I notice she’s not wearing shoes, curious. I decide to take mine off too. “The grass feels good Liam” Kalen purrs at me. He has always preferred not wearing them too. As we sit there in silence, I can feel her calming down. I notice she’s staring at the stars. “Orion’s belt” I point to the constellation. “And there’s the big dipper”. She legitimately seems interested in them.

I would celebrate but Orion has finally gotten up from my kick to the face. Just stay down!! "I wouldn't have done that!" Dimi grumbles out. "That a girl!" Aphrodite screams. When I finally come face to face with Orion; his vampire side is out and I know I'm fucked. You can tell in my face I am panicking. "Call upon Aria!" Paxton growls out. "You need to work as one with Aria!" Dimitri screams.

Orion, however, saw the darkening of his pupils, the shadow of sickening thoughts. Revulsion churned within him, mingled with rage. He was not only angry at Bellinor but more at himself. He had seen all, yet done nothing. Orion focused on this wrath, letting the emotions bubble in his being. Suddenly, a ray of blue ice burst from his hands, streaking toward Adorus. The Sun God burned it away effortlessly, not even flinching. A grin touched his lips. “Ah. You have found your spark at last. We are finished here.”

"The Ironclaw Titans are a physical, heavy-hitting team. They aren't here to play a clean skating game. They are going to try to bully us along the boards. They are going to try to rattle our rookies. Orion, you control the center. Lucian, you use your elite speed to split their defensemen." I nodded, but my eyes automatically flicked toward the end of the bench. Orion was sitting perfectly still, his massive 6'3" frame looking like a mountain of pure, unyielding muscle. He was already fully geared, his dark visor down, obscuring his icy blue eyes. The thick, commanding scent of his crushed cedar wood pheromones was heavy in the air, a familiar protective blanket that usually calmed my nerve

Until she realised what it was. It was a voice, and not just any voice. Orion’s. “Azea! Anyone! Can you hear me!?”, his voice came again. She almost screamed as she replied. “Orion! I’m here! I hear you!” Every head in the dome turned as she shouted. She closed her eyes and linked everyone to the voice. “Azea! Finally! God, I thought no-one could hear me. What’s going on?”, he said, his voice filled with relief. Azea related everything that had happened so far. Orion was silent for a while and they could hear the clacking of buttons. “Yeah. I can definitely get you back.”, he said, starting to calculate the coordinates. “I wouldn’t mind if you hurried up.”, Willow said, nervously watching Sh

He was like a completely different person, a stranger she hardly recognized. The Blood Moon pack, where Onel belonged, was one of the strongest packs in the land. They were a force to be reckoned with, feared by all who knew them. But they were also a small pack, with only half a thousand members. Blue had only been able to stabilize his position as the alpha by marrying Onel, an omega.