Orion Starseed Traits Novels & Stories

“I didn’t want it, Orion. I was confused. He—” Orion’s grip on my shoulders was firm, his eyes searching mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine. “Kallias is manipulating you, Star,” he said, his voice low and urgent. “He’s trying to use you to get to me. You can’t let him.” I shook my head, pulling away from his hold as anger brimmed inside me. “No, Orion. Kallias isn’t manipulating me. He never did that.” Orion’s eyes flashed with frustration. “Can you just not defend him for once?” he snapped, his voice rising. “Every time, you make excuses for him. It breaks me. He’s dangerous, Star. Why can’t you see that?”

Orion was far too quiet—unnaturally so, and he never laughed. The only times she had seen him show strong emotion were when he ran to her for help while being chased, the moment he saw Nolan, and when Nolan tried to take him away. Other than that, Orion clung to her obediently and did whatever she asked like a well-behaved little puppet. Withdrawn and reclusive, Orion was the exact opposite of Andre, who was bold and stubborn. Though he was still young, Marisol felt strongly that Orion needed professional psychological care. But that decision ultimately rested with the Perrin family. It wasn't her place to intervene.

My parents were a part of a Triad that were the only ones that had a single Triad baby that lived. I have two sisters, Emerald age seventeen and Nephrite age sixteen, and one brother, Zircon age twelve. I was the only true Triad child of all three of our parents. “Sapphire. We are not trying to make you do something that you don’t want to do, but if you want to find your mate this is something you will have to do. The High Priestess and Dravo Darkfang will be going with you and Maxia Voltage and a few knights. We do hope that you will go with them and find where you are needed and belong,” Alpha Logan said as Luna Morgan came up to me and embraced me softly.

“Are you saying that my soul and Zions' soul is now… one?” “Yes.” “But we haven't mated yet?” “Physically no. But your souls say otherwise.” She smiles. “Hmmm, how am I able to soul shift with powers?” “You possess an extraordinary lineage tracing back to an Oracle of immense power.” She gently shares the information with me. “I apologize for not being able to provide you with all the information you seek. Currently, the council is engaged in a discussion about the possibility of further exploration to unravel the enigmatic phenomena that surround us.”

"Jinx?" "None of your damned business, Hades." Jinx was really snarly now. His fur was starting to stand on end and his ears were laid back in anger. "Your friend is just shy. I mean, you did apparently exclude him from the orgy." Liam grabbed his fedora and dropped it on his head. "What I mean is his Orangelo seeding pocket and ability to work with any tom bonded or not as long as they're fucking him." "His what now?" Hades stared at Jinx with a million questions on his lips but none of them seemed able to come out.

"You think so?" "I do. She's strong, capable, and deeply loyal to her people. Those are rare qualities." Helena's gaze was knowing. "She's also terrified, though she'd rather die than admit it. Just like you” "I'm not terrified." His mother's smile was gentle. "What would you call it, then?" Orion didn't answer or rather couldn't answer. Because the truth was complicated and messy and involved admitting that the prospect of marrying Princess Adrienne didn't fill him with quite as much dread as it should. Which was its own kind of problem.

It stuck to his forehead, and it ran down his chest. When the water hit his skin, I could smell something strong. It smelled like cedar wood. It felt like it was filling my lungs. My body knew who he was. My knees were. I felt warm inside. Orion was giving off a smell that made my body react. I knew that smell; it was the smell of an Alpha. Orion is an Alpha, and my body is an Omega. I felt my body responding to him, to Orion. The smell of cedar wood was really strong. It was all around me. I could smell Orion. It was making me feel things.

She says while chuckling. "Orion, their brother, whom you haven't met yet. His eyes are ruby." She says with her eyebrow raised like she is testing me. "So, Orion's vampire gene is stronger than his werewolf and witch gene?!" I answer sort of confidentially. "Yes. You're catching on quite quickly!" She says clapping her hands. "Okay, this flower is near death so we're going to practice on this flower bed." She says while pointing. I look up to notice a beautiful flower bed in the center of their woods. It might be dying but it's still nonetheless beautiful in its own dark way.

“It seems you are the one who is wet, Tristan.” He stared at me and then swam toward the dock with forceful strokes, shield abandoned in the water. “Magic will only take you so far,” he growled. Alpha Orion wants you to become a warrior, not a glowing beacon in the shield wall that everyone will try to kill.” “You think I want to be a figurehead?” I demanded. “You think I asked to be named in a seer’s prophecy? I was going about my life when you galloped into it and tore it to shreds.”

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.”