Orion Starseed Traits Novels & Stories

“A rare one. It happened the night you were born, and it’s not a coincidence. Your birth aligned with a time when the veil between this world and the ancient forces was at its thinnest. That night... marked you.” “No one ever told me that,” I muttered. “Not even my father.” “It was kept quiet,” Orion said. “To protect you.” My throat tightened. “From what?” “From those who would see you as a weapon. Or a key.” “I’m not anyone’s key,” I snapped, anger flaring suddenly, sharp and hot. “I’m not a prophecy. I’m just—” But I stopped myself. Because I wasn’t just anything. And deep down, I knew it. I had always known it. The dreams. The pulses of energy that danced along my skin when the moon was

As she opened it, more blue symbols appeared on her arms, rising higher toward her shoulders. "I don't understand these words," she said, showing me pages filled with strange writing. I touched the text, and suddenly the words moved, rearranging themselves. My grandmother had taught me the old language, but I'd never seen it react like this. "'The Joining of Powers,'" I read aloud. "'When Moon and Star align, the three children shall emerge. The Healer, bound to life. The Warrior, bound to death. The Prophet, bound to truth.'" Amara looked up sharply. "The third child—Orion—Rowan said we need to find him."

Orion said in an intimidating tone, quickly drawing the little bowie dagger excellently fitted to his palm, that was buried in his sheath. "Sei troppo ingenuo per capire.Sempre guidato dalla tua vanità ... qualche volta cerca di rimanere calmo e lascia che il tuo cervello funzioni ( You're too naive to understand....Always driven by your vanity... Sometimes try to stay calm and let your brain work )," Petal sarcastically said squinting her eyes. But she genuinely meant it for Orion.

“You made a mistake, and I’m calling it out. But that’s okay—you need to face it. Now, tell me the truth. Is this… related to your new ability?” I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. “Yes. Let’s call it… ‘Ingest’ for now. It lets me absorb the power of others and make it my own. But it doesn’t stop there; I also take in the negative side of that power. The violent pride, the anger, the restlessness. That’s why I lost control and said hurtful things to Orion.” Eira’s expression turned serious. “I see… that’s serious. Let’s put Orion aside for a moment. Do these emotions… will they ever fade? Or are they stuck inside you?”

He lifts his chin up, gasping for some cool air. Are these two kids really twins? How can their wolf traits be so totally opposite? Orion is a grumpy, independent little warrior who hates everyone, while Liora is a sticky little burr who won't leave his side for a second. Right then, the phone inside his pocket starts buzzing loudly, but Kaelen is too overwhelmed by the little girl to check the screen. Liora’s ears twitch at the noise. She digs her little paw straight into his pocket, reminding him, “Daddy, your tracking device is making a loud buzzing sound.”

Rumor had it that the once-handsome Sea God's divine core shattered overnight, turning him into a crippled shell of a god. He spent his days drowning in alcohol, living like a raving madman. But none of that had anything to do with us anymore. The last time I ever heard his name was on the day of my official coronation as the new Queen of the Gods. Back in Atlantis, Orion had stubbornly refused to complete his wedding bond with Selene until his dying breath. To fight back against the deep-sea elders trying to force his hand, he consumed a dark alchemical poison that permanently destroyed his own fertility—declaring to the realms that Astro would be his one and only heir forever.

Tattoos covered his hands, though they were partly hidden as he slid them into his pockets. Orion was the elder brother of Matheus. Rumors often described him as a playboy, a man who carried himself with careless confidence. He was known to be cold toward anyone he considered beneath his status, and he was also a fierce Alpha. “You’re… my mate?” he asked, his voice laced with both disgust and irritation. Aurora swallowed hard and the movement visible in her throat. Her gaze moved from Matheus to Orion and then back to Matheus again, confusion swirling in her eyes.

Just then, Orion whimpered in his sleep, drawing our attention. "Does he do that often?" Kaelen asked with concern. "Only when he's dreaming," I said, gently stroking Orion's small face. "He seems to sense a lot of things." Kaelen moved closer, carefully observing his son. "He has your eyebrows and nose." "But his eyes and chin are like yours," I said softly. "And that natural stubbornness." We shared a smile, briefly forgetting past hurts and present dangers. However, this moment of peace was shattered by a sudden wolf howl.

“Orion promised his daughter in a treaty that he failed to honour. I’d say giving me the daughter rectifies that.” I gasp. Knox was the man my grandfather chose? I shake my head refusing to believe it. “It’s true I did agree to it.” Orion says and I glare at him. Since when did he get here? “I was a fool, and idiot. I have since learnt the error of my ways. I once believed as you did Alpha Knox, that we needed to create a super race, but now I know we shouldn’t interfere in such things. My granddaughter is happy with her mates. She has only just been marked by them. She would not have been able to conceive until she was fully marked so it is premature to expect her to already be with pup.”

I asked as we walked together towards the tree. "Seifer is the god of Vampires, hence the dark, gloomy woods; he can control any little object in this room. If he feels like it, he can open up the ground and swallow us whole, or stab us with the grass or make the trees run after us," Orion said, and I stopped and cocked my head to the side. "That was your idea, Orion," Seifer's voice came out of nowhere; Orion grinned and scratched his head. "But you have to admit, it was pretty funny to see them running like that," Orion laughed, and we continued walking.