Ororon X Reader Novels & Stories

“We’ve had enough—” Zoriana cut him off cleanly. “I won't waste anyone’s time. I will be extremely quick. I, Zoriana Roux, Alpha of the Morning Star pack, reject you, Crown Prince and Alpha heir of the Royal Pack, Gael Castellari, as my mate and Alpha.” A sudden, sharp pain surged through her chest. It was powerful, but she found it bearable. Across the table, Gael’s face twisted in agony, and he clutched his heart, gasping for air.

In a world where Alphas rule and Omegas obey, survival means staying unseen. Hagakure Sorahiko has mastered that art—quiet, careful, invisible. Until Miyamura Aronohai notices him. A powerful Alpha. A billion-yen empire. A man who gets what he wants. What starts as a simple secretarial job spirals into a dangerous game of dominance and desire. Each secret Sorahiko uncovers pulls him deeper into Aronohai’s orbit—where control feels like seduction, and surrender feels like fate. Because when an Alpha like Aronohai decides you’re his… there’s only one question left to ask: Will Sorahiko run, or will he burn? This is an MM omegaverse romance with dark themes such as; physical and

After giving up on research, I had every intention of enjoying a romance novel in the library for the rest of the day, but when Xavier came in the library looking for me, I knew from the look on his face that he had other plans. He had reached out his hand requesting to read the page I was on. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to figure out that I was reading a particularly spicy scene. My flushed face gave everything away. Xavier’s nostrils flared as he finished reading the page I was on. In the book the main characters were fucking on the floor of the library when another male character joined them. They filled two of her holes and plowed into her in the middle of the stacks. “I can smell

Roman said before he kissed her softly on the lips. Elora sighed and looked at the study desk. A piece of paper was protruding out of her backpack. It was an essay that she was yet to turn in and it had to do with people finding out about their direct ancestry and talking extensively about what they believed those people lived like. She got up still naked and pulled out the paper while Roman watched her in awe, feeling lucky that he got a girl like her to be his mate and future Luna - and if they're so lucky, she will be the mother of his child.

The room stayed quiet as Orion found the final clause and began to read. --- Orion stays cold throughout the even days, the dismissal of her feelings, the pure transactional thinking. The crack at the end is not softness. It is a man about to read something he has been avoiding, which is a different thing entirely.

His lips fit into mine with ease, it was dangerous how much I could get lost in him, how much he was drawing me in farther and farther as if no one else existed. “Xander’s jealous we didn’t wait for him,” he whispered as he separated us a bit. I could see Xander getting closer by the second and suddenly realized Orion had been standing near us the whole time. The heat flushing to my face must have said it all as he looked at me. “With such a beautiful mate, I can’t blame them,” he laughed and pat Wyatt on the back, “I’ll be with Alaric planning the shifts for some of the new recruits,” and off he went.

Bodies were pressed closer, the air thick with lust and sex. Elara turned to Soren, her grin widening as she looked at him. "Orion, I dare you to finger the new girl," she said, her voice dripping with mischief. My hands flew to my mouth, my cheeks flaming as the group turned to me with eager anticipation. I opened my mouth to protest, but Soren only chuckled, low and steady, as if he'd expected this. Before I could react, he was up and moving, his long strides bringing him to me in seconds.

His blue magic flares. “Noelle,” he snarls, “leave them alone.” She smirks. “You already failed, Lucien. The Rite is waking. The altar is ready. And Elora...” Her eyes land on me, bright as broken stars. “...is finally ripe.” “Okay,” I blurt, shaking, “I don’t like being described like fruit—” “Elora,” Noelle interrupts sweetly, “don’t be dramatic. This is destiny.” “I don’t WANT destiny!”

Dom is quick to move, letting the rogues hit one another. Dazed, the wolves stand and shake their heads. This time Dom lunges. He lands on the larger of the two and sinks his teeth into his leg. The rogue howls in pain. Dom lets go, unable to stomach the trashy taste of blood. The other rogue pounces on him, dragging his claws across his chest. Blood oozes out over Dom’s midnight fur. The gray rogue hovers, snapping and clawing. He never relents, making it hard for Dom to regain control. Red fur comes flying through the trees, tackling the rogue. He never stood a chance against my red-headed beauty. She wraps her jaws around his throat, snapping them shut until she hears the bone break.

“But it's not just the craving, Kaden. It’s something else.” I folded my arms. “Don’t start getting sentimental on me.” His smirk faded. “I’m serious.” I exhaled and watched him carefully. Orion wasn’t the type to overthink. He acted on instinct, trusted and his gut most of the time. And right now, his gut was telling him something I wasn't sure I wanted to hear. He sighed. “Something happened in the woods. With Roxanne.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “She changed.” His gaze darkened. “And just for a second. She looked like Sienna.”