Orlando Bloom Novels & Stories

Orlando took hold of both sides of her face and engulf her in a surprise kiss which Thelma herself was too shocked and reacted to his movements. Orlando was the first to break the kiss so he could look at his beautiful escort. In all his years as a spy or an embassy for the US has he met a woman like Thelma. Something about her was special to him and he felt so drawn to her he wished this was not all going to end up in one night.

Karen shoves me beneath the awning and begins barking orders in her flat but commanding tone, and I find myself pulled into a chair with a small army of people around me. Meanwhile, I'm still thinking about my gorgeous bathroom man. Orlando. There can't be that many Orlandos in modern America, let alone ones who look like that. And who are talented and trusted enough to find themselves helming an entire movie. All at once, it clicks into place. And I wonder how I didn't see it sooner. There's only one man it could be. One man who has that name, charisma, and title, all three. Orlando Fontaine.

“I saw the reports this morning, Orlando. It was on the front page. Nightmare in beach house. Billionaire couple murdered.” He let out a pleased sigh. “My heart did a little leap.” Orlando had an impassive look on his face. Romano stopped in his tracks, almost immediately Orlando halted. He turned around to look at him, a wide pleased smile on his face. Orlando’s expression remained unchanged. His smile widened. This was what he loved most about the boy, a mindless killer, his mindless killer. “Come here, boy,” he opened up his arms to him.

“I had no idea who he was. I thought perhaps he was a model or a p**n star.” Iris choked lightly on her coffee. Orlando blushed again. “Hush now, Olivia!” I scolded before I started laughing. “Luna Olivia has been an outstanding Luna,” Orlando protested. “She hasn’t been in her position for more than a few months, and she’s brokered new alliances, revealed scandals, and helped Alpha Elroy defeat a usurper. Lunaris is blessed to have her.” “She’s allowed to shush me, Orlando,” she said. “She’s my mother, after all.” She smiled.

he replies, raising his hands up. "I'm Liam. That fool is Edward, and the angry one is Thorn." He lowers his voice to a conspiratorial whisper. "He has a terrible temper. So watch out for him." All three men are hollywood actors. I notice I've seen them around me on set or in TV commercials. Edward has just gotten his big break with a popular N*****x show. Thorn is a cocky pop star riding the high of one song that's blown up among teenagers on TikTok.

So, I went online and looked for the video he had posted. “Hello everyone! My name is Raymond Orlando,” He had begun. “CEO of Orlando Enterprises and... husband of Elle Orlando. And today, I’m speaking not as a businessman—but as a man who has watched his wife suffer in silence long enough.” I swallowed hard, unsure of his next words. His voice was calm, but his eyes weren’t. He didn't try to hide the fury in them. “You don’t have to like me. You don’t have to like her. But if you think you can insult my wife, threaten her, slander her, or touch a single hair on her head—then you’ve made an enemy out of me.”

I sit beside him. He puts his hand on my knee. “You are the most beautiful she-wolf in the universe. You are educated, sassy, and you calmed Bruce down. I’d never reject such as prize,” I smile and lean in for another kiss. “You, on the other hand, might reject me.” “Why is that?” I ask, getting closer, so that we are almost cuddling. “I am the King’s cousin. Demoted to Omega, because I turn 31 three months ago and was unmated,” he looks at me, pleading with me not to reject him.