Orphan Stories Novels & Stories

Damon asked. “Who I am?” Mary said no longer laughing. “ I am a plain, ordinary human. I am an orphan. I have no family. I have no idea where I am from. My mother died when I was really young and I have been living in the foster care system ever since. The only thing exceptional about me is that I probably hold a record for the most foster homes that kicked me to the curb.” “First, and let me clear love,” Damon said smiling. “There is absolutely nothing ordinary about you.”

If one’s parents die early, you become an orphan, if your parents abandon you emotionally, you are an orphan, if your parents are not present all the time, you are practically an orphan, so what is the difference of an actual orphan and these abandoned kids, nothing. The emotional scars and trauma are all the same. Their parents were not present when they most needed them. So what makes them bad people? Nothing, because nothing is wrong with them. They are regular people and should be considered as such. Orphans should be given the same chance as everyone else. Because, as Max and his siblings have proven, they have risen from the ashes and made something of themselves. They have their compa

"No one could be born as an orphan. There can only be two situations, some get abandoned by their parents, another possibility is that the child didn't want to admit her parent's existence, so she created a story saying that she's an orphan." Hearing his words, Daisy clearly belonged to the latter category. After that, Darren slid a piece of paper to her front. "This is where that old man lives now. You can go see for yourself when you have the time."

” Ornais finished showing a picture of the twins when they were still alive. “Interesting” Daniel agreed. He looked up at her apartment building again and then proceeded to follow Ornias down the street to the nearest hotel. On the way, Ornias bumped into a businessman in an expensive suit. As he apologized and helped to steady the man back on his feet, he managed to take the man’s wallet. Ornias was a shapeshifter. While he was annoying,however, having him around certainly had its perks.

Ora Cheme screamed urgently, "You still have eight minutes," the first person replied coldly to Ora Cheme and Autumn Ovis. "You..." Autumn Ovis gnash their teeth, but they are unable to stop them. "Take some clothing, Mom, and let's leave," I said. Autumn Ovis yanked Ora Cheme with gritted teeth. "No, I'm not going. What options do you have?" Ora Cheme has a lot of desperation in her eyes. They were orphans and widows with nowhere to go after Bard Ovis was apprehended.

“I sent my daughter to learn something and you are telling them mythical stories, Orester.” “We were just having a break.” Orester winked at the children as he turned around to take out the cake from the oven. It was a bakery shop as Orester was famous for teaching children and telling them stories. He was once a captain of a ship but he came back after his son’s death. He had to take care of his wife as she was alone and sick but in a few days she died leaving him in guilt as he couldn’t spend time with his family just for his obsession with the sea.

“That is so brave of you, thank you, Skylark.” Smiling at him, she caressed his face, and whispered, “You promise me a story.” “Alright, I do promise you my story.” He smiles, enjoying the soft hands of his lover on his face. “I have been an orphan since birth, my mother died when she gave birth to me, my father… Well, it's safe to say I never knew my father. I lived in the South Pack orphanage. My life was pretty easy until I was a ten-year-old boy.” He paused for a moment, and his face went to see Sky who still lying on his arm, “I need to tell you, this is a very traumatic story.”

She nodded back before finally leaving the teens alone. Anderson was trying hard not to frown in disgust. It was the same story. Mary had told him how her orphanage could no longer afford to take care of the children. Their patron had been using the generous donation he had been receiving for his personal use, and when the organizers of the orphanage found out, he escaped. Unfortunately, the kids had to be sent to different places. Mary and a few others had been sent to the same orphanage Anderson had been back then. That was how the two of them met. Who would have known it was the same in this world as well. In a sick and twisted way, Mary had been sent to Anderson the same way as in his wo

She got promoted to a very high designation in her office, bought her own apartment and she started living a very comfortable life. Everyone claimed and some even told her it would be hard for her without Oliver. Even she thought that it wouldn't be easy to move on and get used to the fact that he wasn't around. But unexpectedly life became more life-like and progressive without him. The concept of love was never really clear to her. People said that it was very hard and heart wrenching to live without the ones you love. When Oliver left, she thought she would break down and living without him would be very difficult.

She felt a pang of worry in heart, married for two years without a child has been her problem, She loves babies but they couldn't make them, she only thought the problem was from her. And because of that, they visited many hospital in state but they kept hearing the same result and story. The problem is not from any of them, they just need to wait for the time. The right time is what they are waiting for. She pulled fawaz into a hug forgetting about his mother standing behind them . "Erm. I am standing here"Khadija reminded . "Sorry, come in". They went straight to the kitchen where she placed fawaz on top and passed him a plate of cake. "You are actually spoiling this boy "Khadija accused.