Orphan Black Felix Novels & Stories

"You lie! I had no mate!" "Didn't you?" Uncle Mateo limped forward, his eyes hard with old knowledge. "Thomas Blackwell. Your father's Beta's son. The one who mysteriously disappeared the night before you challenged your father." Viktor's face drained of what little colour remained. "How could you possibly—"

We didn’t have to live apart anymore, which we were all grateful for. As we sit in our temporary home we share, I continue to brainstorm ideas of how to track our leader. There has been times over the years when other Alpha’s would occasionally try to take us over and force us to merge into their much larger pack. They tried to make us submit. But it’s in Ryker’s nature to protect us. His father must have been a true Alpha which would make Ryker one as well. We are all that is left to my knowledge. Now we follow him out of faith and loyalty. As it has always been the four of us, we are now well known as Orion’s Guild, or the OG for short. We are an elite team of Rogue Hunters, rogues of all

That prejudice wasn't wrong…at all. If only I weren't a fool in love. Madam Taya told me she buried them near the peach woods. Kyle Hawthorne didn't allow them a place in the graveyard of his pack. A prisoner's family was treated worse. They were humiliated until they gave up and died. Suddenly, I was an orphan. I had no one left to call my own. “Serena.” The voice startled me. As my eyes slowly looked up, Felix was standing with a hundred guards behind him.

I lifted my hand and pointed at the pup with the pallid complexion in Faith's arms. "Do you see him?" I asked. "He's your flesh and blood. The pups in the orphanage are so pitiful because they've lost their parents. I couldn't bear to let him suffer because of Faith's actions, so I switched the pups again and let him return to his mother's side." Faith let out a crazed scream upon hearing my words. Meanwhile, the pup in her arms remained unresponsive and continued staring blankly into space. "Look at your son, Felix. He should have been the successor of the Blackrock pack, but he'll die in this place because of you."

Year after year, until five years later, when I turned 22 years and ten months, our mating Ceremony was finally set. At that time, I naively thought that Felix was delaying it to give me a better life. But it wasn't until Valentina appeared that I realized I was terribly wrong. Valentina was an orphaned Omega whom I rescued. When Felix was racing horses, she suddenly ran out and was almost injured by Felix's horse. Felix originally planned to give her some money and be done with it, but I was afraid that his casual handling of the matter would tarnish his reputation, so I kindly took her in and cared for Valentina.

Her brother and her mate died, but she tries not to show how sad she might be. “Oh, look,” Felix pulls me out of my train of thought. “We are here. Get up so that I can carry you.” “Why don’t you just inject me with ghost orchid so that I’ll just sleep and make everything easy for you?” “You know me, I would’ve done that a long time ago, but I need something from you, and getting a ghost orchid into your bloodstream seems...” he pauses. “It seems risky.” ****************

When he finally released her, she collapsed onto the floor, barely able to breathe. “Laim…” she whispered weakly before her eyes slowly closed. ** Felix stood outside the Dark Lord’s estate, staring up at the dark sky. Suddenly, a large black bird swooped down and landed in front of him. Felix locked eyes with the creature and began communicating with it in an unknown language. After a moment, the bird spread its wings and flew away. Not long after, the same bird returned. This time, a black piece of paper was clenched tightly in its beak.’

Hundreds on eyes watching me from the vermillion branches, cawing and croaking in a mad chorus behind Felix, who seems oblivious to the cacophony. The once red tree is now black, as if engulfed by an ominous shrieking cloud. Felix reaches forward, taking my wrist, his eyes hard. I pull my hand from his grasp, jumping back. “Don’t you… don’t come near me,” I say. Felix’s expression is impossible to read: flat, cold, indifferent. His hair black as a crow’s wing, his skin pale as moonlight, I fight the spell of his deadly beauty, the intoxicating rapture urging me to drop my defenses, fall into his arms, put all doubts aside.

Declan and Sebastian cheer behind us, clearly entertained that Liam is encountering that sort of feeling. Not long before we leave the room however, a tremendous structure fills the entryway. "Hello," he gestures at Liam, and afterward turns his look to me. "I'm Felix," he presents himself, without a grin. "I'm Isla," I note his comparability to Liam, their resemblance practically frightening. Felix is built, significantly more so than Liam, and strong. He is tall with earthy colored hair, his face a practically ideal duplicate of Liam. Nonetheless, a meager scar extends from his brow to his cheek, damaging his generally lovely face. Assuming Liam was the Sovereign of Light, Felix would sure

“We’re in the same department? Here? At Blackthorn?” A small laugh escaped me. “I didn’t expect this at all.” And just like that, relief settled in. Like I had found a piece of home in a place I didn’t belong. We stood there for a moment, smiling like nothing had changed, like we were still those kids who used to talk about everything and nothing. Safe. Elias made me feel safe. Then someone walked past. “Elias Thorne, can you help me with this problem?” I froze. Thorne. He didn’t hesitate. “Sure, give me a second.” My stomach dropped. I stared at him. “Wait… Damon Thorne is your brother?”