Orphan Novels & Stories

Brian Matthews nodded. "Laurel sent me a recording of it along with captions that made me accept how pathetic and unfair I've been to my girl and my child." By this time, Brian couldn't help himself with the tears that started rolling down his cheeks. "The heartbeat is the most beautiful sound I've ever heard. I took for granted my own flesh and blood when in fact I should feel blessed that we both created a life who is a product of the love we have for each other. I'm really sorry for everything, Vanessa. Please forgive me. I'm back to my senses, I know better now and I want to be in your life and our baby's life. I want to make it up to you guys because you guys are mine forever and it's m

I took a bigggg bite and chewed on it happily. ''''''''''''''''''''''' "Remember to behave Zara, be careful ok?." Mom tells as she hit the road. "Yeah mom." I replied. "One more thing, your name is Quinn Anderson and do not let anyone know about your powers, ok!?." "Yeah I know mom." I rolled my eyes. "Good." Minutes later, we arrived at a very magnificent building. Mom drove into the huge compound and alights the car. "We're here, i've met the school authority, take care of yourself ok?."

he groaned in protest. Nathan didn’t feel offended by Nick’s words or tone. He got tired of hearing the same answer anyway. He was angry, but he also wanted his mates back. He sighed in quiet resignation. His heart longed for affection, for family, for normalcy. He never felt this alone in his life. If what Elaine said were true, then he is indeed an orphan with no mate and no heir. A loser. He is a loser. A painful insult the former Luna threw at him. It cut him deeply because deep inside, he knows it’s true.

I instantly stood up and grabbed his phone, I dialed Afraah’s number and kept the phone beside him. I could hear her voice, she sounded worried just like I did when my mom lost her unborn child. Just like I felt when my dad passed away. When Khalil fainted and the call ended, I took him and lay him on his bed. Just leaving the room, I heard the house door opening and mom was back. "Noor, what are you doing in his room?" She asked as she walked in my direction I knew she was going to ask me that question, I don’t blame her for that though, it’s very unlike me to help Khalil.

Let's start from the beginning, the very beginning. My name is Amara Zino, I am an orphan who lives with my only relative Madame Flavia. I lost my parents at the age of fifteen when they went on a 'parents bonding trip' and never returned alive. Their valuables were all missing same as some useful parts of their bodies their fingers and a significant bullet wound in between their heads.

I whisper, and the creature holds up a finger before stepping towards a bright panel. It presses something and steps back toward me cautiously. "Please remain calm," it says, and my eyes widen. "Where's my Mam," I question as my muscles instinctively prepare for pain. "Your Mam is on Earth. You have been transported to Kea. My home planet. Your illness and injuries have been healed. You have been sent from your planet to participate in a Harvest tournament. I am your correspondent, Jali (jail-ee). My job is to inform you of rules and traditions relating to the Harvest. I understand you have many questions, but your body needs sustenance," the alien says and my brain practically explodes.

I lay beside him while he stroked my hair and nuzzled my neck. “I’ve had your parents moved away from the front of the cell house. Tomorrow, you can decide to bury or cremate them.” He said to me. He must have mind linked one of his pack mates to do the task. I appreciated it, even though I didn’t say anything to acknowledge his words. I am officially an orphan now. The only person left alive in my family is my grandfather. He will be devastated when he learns of my mother’s death. No parent wants to bury their own child when it should be the other way around.

I immediately embraced him, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you." In our world, it's not uncommon to be an orphan. The constant battles between wolves and vampires often leave innocent bystanders, like this boy, without families. "What's your name?" I asked. "Orfeo. And yours?" he replied. I smiled, “I'm Lyca, Nice to meet you, Orfeo. Would you like to be my friend?" He simply nodded in response. "That's great! Now I have someone to talk to who's around my age. You know, sometimes it's hard to understand older people," I said, laughing.

I open the folder and Ashlynn scoots up to see it as well. "Foster kids are in the worst situation," I say as I flip to the section that shows Iris's daughter. "As well as orphans. Most aren't given an opportunity to live life." "I'd love to help all of those kids," Ashlynn says as she leans her head on my shoulder, "but can I ask what this is about." "You'll probably think I'm insane," I chuckle. "I could never think that," she says and places a kiss on my shoulder.

"No, sweetie. He will not leave us." "Yay!" Liora screams with huge excitement. "I am so happy! I am not a little orphan pup without a father anymore! Nobody can call us bad names now! Liora, who are you talking to? Give me that watch right now!" Orion’s loud boy voice shouts through the line, and then the call goes totally dead with a loud click.