Orphan Stories Novels & Stories

In my first life, I saw the message but didn't dare enter the room. Only later did I learn that he really collapsed from low blood sugar on a floor covered with rose petals. No one found him, and he lay there all night in the cold. My in-laws broke down while holding his body, calling me heartless and cruel. In the end, in the midst of their madness, they pushed me off a balcony. In my second life, I believed the baby and pushed open the door. There was no unconscious husband, only a knife, and Herman's cold, indifferent face as he watched me die.

"How you haven't eaten anything for days." I blinked as I felt a warm shiver go down my spine. "Like I said, I'm not staying here." "You believe in stories way too much." I gave him a really bad look at that. "Oh really? And what is Underworld then? Wasn't that just a stupid legend?" I asked out loud. His eyes found mine back again. "It is a stupid legend. At least the story about Hades and Persephone." He replied. "You can eat, Ava. That won't stop you from escaping."

Zoey muttered. Dexter banged the table slowly, "She's dead," "Oh," Zoey's mouth was shut immediately. "I grew up as an orphan," Dexter began. It was time to listen to his story, clutching the juice slowly, she sipped it with content waving her hand at him, as always, signalling him to continue his story. "All my life, I attended the orphan school, everyone was getting adopted but I just wasn't," He held the table with fear of losing his mind, talking about his story was something he desperately hated so much.

"You're so stupid you don't even know who I am. My mother was killed and tortured by your parents." My breath caught as he continued his story, unveiling a life marked by tragedy and loneliness. He grew up orphaned, with no pack willing to accept him due to fear of retaliation from the Supreme Alpha. Noah became a lone wolf, begging for scraps of food. When his aunt Clara died, he vowed revenge.

“Growing up without a mother is hard but not knowing who your mother is is harder.” From the way the old woman had spoken, Inez could swear that they were stories behind them and she would love to hear it. Historical stories always have a place in her heart because her father did his duties by letting her know some of the stuff around the world. “You see, I was born an orphan or rather, no one has an idea who my parents were.” The old woman started.

From her expression, I could tell it was something pleasant. “I’m a living example. My late husband had no parents, siblings, or any property or inheritance linked to his name. He was an orphan, and after not being adopted by the age of eighteen, he was left to take care of himself. At that age, a child is now considered a liability in orphanage homes because they’re now adults. So he had to fight tooth and nail to survive.” Tears glistened in her eyes as she continued. They were the tears of a woman who had passed through a lot in believing in love. Tears of a woman who wasn’t afraid to love.

I tell him, as I think back to how my parents had died when I was a child and nothing about my life had been easy since then, except for when Brianna and Tyler had taken me in. “Well, I am all ears if you would like me to help you make sense of it.” Easton then said, as he stared at me, wanting me to tell him about my life, and I hesitated, wondering if he was just using this to get me to talk to him, or if he was really interested in knowing about me. Finally, I decided to tell him, “I am an orphan and was taken in by the wolves.” Thinking that pretty much summed it up and he wouldn’t ask me any more questions, but I was wrong.

"Sir ... Please allow your daughter some time to think things over. Maybe you should do too. Anyway, after a month or two, she may leave at her own will. This is just a search-in for the actual vocation." Mother Superior had some gentleness in her voice at the same time it demands respect and obedience. My dad left with his head bowed low, a sign of defeat. However, for me it was a success. Boy was I glad Mother Superior came around. Ohhh, so I am Destiny Valle, Des for short. I just graduated from highschool and came to this place right after graduation to my father's dismay instead of preparing for medical school. I have looked up to my dad since I was a kid. He was a hardworking man. From

she snapped but Talia wasn't done pouring her heart out to the one man she wished would hear her. "I did everything humanly possible to earn your love back, I begged for it.... but you just had to make it clear that I was not your blood, didn't you?!!! You made it obvious that I was and will always be an outsider!" The first tear fell. "I did everything to repay you all. I even married a man I didn't love. A family that treats me like trash, but guess what dad? I'm done. I'm really done with all of you. That's what I came to tell you all. You're never going to be accepting of me, so I'm going to stop throwing myself at you. I will repay you all for clothing, feeding and putting me through sc

I'm very grateful to her, but after years of closing myself off from everyone, it's not easy to open up again. I finished getting ready for school, so I went down to have breakfast. As usual, Aunt Autumn made one of her odd flavoured pancakes. It was purple this time, which was a lot better than the green pancakes she made last time. It tasted like ube, which is a purple yam that we got from my grandmother yesterday. To be honest, despite receiving so much stuff from her, I've actually never met my grandmother. Ever since that accident, the thought of passing by the same place where my mother died... It just leaves a bad taste in my mouth.