Orion Stories Novels & Stories

Another cart of food was brought in, and we quickly dug in whilst getting back to sorting through the mountain of ancient tomes. After eating my fill of fruit tarts, and honeyed pastries, I plopped down on Azrael’s lap. Together we sat at the desk along the far wall, facing Orion who was seated on the sofa across the room. Nestled against his chest, his chin resting on my shoulder, I began to scan the pages he flitted through. Most were legends about the beasts and how they’d travel throughout the cosmos, both omniscient and immortal. The pages were littered with smaller stories about knights waging wars in their names, and kingdoms not of this world making sacrifices in hopes of receiving a

“I know where Witch Shídeezhí Tséyaa sleeps.” My breath caught. “That’s suicide,” Orion said. But I shook my head. “No. It’s a war.” PS: THIS IS THE LAST CHAPTER I WOULD BE DROPPING FOR MY NEW BOOK. ANTICIPATE!

“Now what are we to do with her?” “Anything, my dear Clara.” replied Narissa. “Anything at all. We can bring different men to fuck her everyday until her pussy shies away from cocks.” “Good idea.” “I know, right, Loretta?” “Or we could turn your into our very own Onlyfans star. Make money from videos and pictures we sell of you.” “N-no, please.” “What do you say, Renee?” Narissa asked the woman who had been sitting on the bed the whole while. “What makes her so special that our husbands want to die because of her?”

Elder Orion said. I knew I didn't belong here, I knew I wouldn't fit in. My parents were banished from their pack and while in exile they had conceived me. To this day, I curse them for bringing me into a world that never wanted me. While in exile, we were attacked by a group of rogues unfortunately my parents didn't survive the attack but I did. Elder Orion had found me when I was at the brink of death. He had shown me kindness by taking me into his pack’s territory, the Dreadmoon Pack; however his decision of bringing me in was faced with a lot of opposition because of my status.

"State your name and your business within Blackthorn immediately." The man looked up, meeting Killian's golden gaze without a single hint of fear. "I am Orion. A Keeper of the Celestial Archives." An immediate silence fell over the court. No one in the room had ever heard of such an order. "I have crossed frozen mountains, barren deserts, and three separate uncharted kingdoms," Orion stated firmly, leaning slightly on his silver staff. "Searching tirelessly for one specific child." His gaze shifted slightly, trying to look past Killian. "The child called Aiden."

She said his name, her voice breaking sadly. “I just can’t be that mate…” He sighed. “I am so sorry, Kelly.” He proceeded to stand on his feet. Placing his hands in his pockets, he continued, “The Oracle is tomorrow night. You just turned eighteen last week; you’re still young. It’s a great place to find someone.” The Oracle was a ceremony that happened once a year. It was for werewolves to find a mate, but you had to be eighteen and above to attend. Everyone in the pack that could attend always did. Even the alpha of the pack and his Luna.

Orion says, like it explains everything. “You took me to the Gala,” she says, voice low now, dangerous. “Pretended I was just your date. Touched me only when no one was looking. Fucked me like I was yours and warned me never to speak of our bond.” “I thought it was for your safety—” “Bullshit. Then you gave me a drink.” Orion’s eyes fall. “You knew I was pregnant,” she says. “You gave me something that tore me apart from the inside. And then you rejected me. While I bled.”

I blush and admit, “I don't know what it could mean, but I have never been aroused, not until I saw Viktor with you and your gaping hole dripping and glistening with your mingled fluids.” “Oh, fair Juliette! Let us rest and we will ponder this at a later date. It is late and I feel like we need to get you home before we find answers,” Orion says, pulling me into his warm, strong arms. If he is an Omega bear, his brothers must be enormous! I come up to his nipples. Orion pulls pants on and Viktor does as well and we settle into the enormous bed to sleep. When I awaken, we are already on the road with Orion driving a big, old pick-up truck.

Orion said if his jaw clenched any tighter he probably would break it. “All I know is the person who is spying on you for my father is currently on The North Star. They were also on Ariadne’s Crown and Andromeda. That's all I know. I don't think there's any harm or foul play in the works, just spying and reporting back.” Patrick said, trying to show respect but also preparing himself to go rounds with Orion if he went to attack him. Orion could feel his body shaking even if it wasn't visible. He took a deep breath, he wanted to trust patrick. He seemed true to his word. The passion when he talked about his fathers company and wanting to right wrongs seemed real.

After his full restoration, Orion narrated his ordeal to his big family. “I remember the day vividly, the battle-scarred landscape etched in my mind. Our pack, Lunar Pack, had been at odds with Shadow Pack for generations. Their relentless aggression pushed us to defend our territory.” Orion began his story.