Orlando Novels & Stories

His smiled softly causing his laughter lines to wrinkle more, "I did more than grow my hair out because of you." "Why are you here?" Frowned a little worried for my life. "Last time I checked you were a hunter born and breed." "Now that is a long story for another time but right now we need to get you to your new home. If I am right you are Aden's missing Luna." His face held such a fatherly smile when he talked to me. His familiarness made me feel better about leaving and made my wolf cry out in joy for his presence. "I am so happy you are here-"

I apologized, placing a lingering kiss onto her temple, "I drifted off there for a second. What were you saying?" "I said, the town over, you know the one that has the McDonald's, yeah... They have this amazing light display in the park every year. Why don't we go check it out?" The amount of excitement lathering her tone made my heart swell. How could I possibly tell her no? "Sure, are you guys in?" I asked, gesturing my question the other three. "No way. Granny Mabel stuffed me like a Thanksgiving turkey and now all I want to do is sleep," Sophia groaned, rubbing her stomach in a tiny circular motion.

j " Beta what the hell was that attack from. There hasn't a attacks in 4 years." " Yes Alpha. I have connected the Delta so far there has been attacks that have spread from Texas toward the pack. So far we haven't found anything that could connect Rose to it all." replied T.j

He couldn’t wait to see what her expression would be. Aurora hummed as she proceeded to step out of the car, pushing the door forward and stepping out. Her jaw dropped the minute her eyes landed on the prominent place. It looked so beautiful and unrealistic. It felt like she was living a dream or stuck in a movie. She knew she had seen this place before, but she couldn’t remember what the name was anymore. “Where is this?” She asked out of curiosity and eagerness. “Universal Orlando Resort.” He responded, a smile on his face.

“Normal is overrated. But peace… that I’ll give you.” As we drive home, the city fades behind us. I quietly realize something profound. Even though danger hasn’t fully disappeared, there was love tonight, and that’s enough. ——————————————————————— LUCIA’S POV News like that never arrives politely. I am halfway through a glass of wine when Orlando stops pacing and freezes. He keeps his phone pressed to his ear, his knuckles white and his jaw tight. “What?” I ask sharply. He doesn’t answer right away. He just listens, his breath shallow. Then, quietly, he says, “Send me proof.”

I turned to him and he moved closer to my ear. "Hold my hand." His voice was serious but his words made me melt. I put my hand next to me, it was likely covered by our bodies but it still made me slightly nervous. I sat back as Leon put his hand in mine, our fingers entwined. "Do you want to see if you can beat my time?" He asked, smiling. "Don't you have a world record or something?" I looked up at his beautiful face. "No, I think it's a city of London police record." He had a cheeky grin and I pushed him by my shoulder. "Let me have a quick kiss," he breathed in my ear.

Orlando was attached to my side the entire time, taking me around and introducing me to his friends. “Orlando, buddy, it’s so good to see you.” An excited voice greeted us as we made our way through the crowd. My eyes went wide when I noticed who it was. Dean McAllister played for the Green Bay Packers, one of the most popular teams in the National Football League. “Dean!” Orlando’s face lit up. “It’s been a long time.” The men hugged, clapping each other’s backs before parting. “I can’t believe you’re here.”

“I need a horse for my…for Stella.” Aaron frowned slightly, seeming to give the apple more attention than normal. Then he held it back, running his hand down the muzzle of the brown horse and holding out her lead rope to me. “Tiffany. That's what she's called.” — The adrenaline from the sprint hummed beneath my skin, beads of sweat gathered at the back of my neck. I ran my hand against Olarya’s dark fine fur, stopping to scratch the back of her ears softly. Her sides expanded and contracted with heavy, rhythmic breaths, the faint smell of sweat rising from her coat.

"How do you know that?" "The town was onto him for a long time. They still are, honestly. Think he's some form of a saviour." Eleanor was trying to wrap her head around all this when he said "Enough of all this freaky talk. Orlando has some really really cool sites. Wanna see them sometime?" "Orlando? As in, the whole of Orlando?" "Yeah." She groaned cutely. "But it'll take hours on the road." He rolled his eyes "oh come on! Don't be a baby."

Roselyn: Aahh. Awkward silence. Roselyn: What's your favourite colour? Joselyn: Sorry? Clears the throat. Roselyn: I said, what's your favourite colour? Joselyn: Oh. Its pale orange. Noises made by other students spread. Roselyn: I'm sorry WHAT? Joslyn: Pale orange! Rose/Kate: WHAT ORANGE? Joslyn: PALE ORANGE! Still unable to hear anything. Teacher arrives, and we excuse ourselves. End of story.