Orphan Stories Novels & Stories

Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier until she could no longer keep them open. When she woke up again, her stomach felt empty. The only thing that had ever given her hope was gone. The effects of the anesthesia were fading, and the sharp pain in her abdomen made even the smallest movement unbearable. Tears streamed down her face. The baby was gone. Her future was completely shattered. Meanwhile, Matteo was at the nightclub he frequented. In a private room, he drowned himself in alcohol, frustration eating away at him. He didn't even remember the last time he had gotten a decent night's sleep.

The other two, alarmed by their sibling’s worry, join in until I glow like a miniature sun. “The babies are restless,” I giggle, patting my belly to help them settle down. Usually, that works, but this time their glow isn’t dimming. “Something must have them worked up this time. Maybe I was sitting for too long.” “I’ll tell them stories about the stars,” Ori leans his head closer, bringing his mouth to rest just above my midsection. “Once, in the stars, lived a great and powerful queen. She was as wise as she was beautiful, with a heart so pure it shone,” my mate recites to our children, his eyes glassy with tears. He must be thinking of Cressida, his grandmother. For most of his life, she w

Offering comfort as she tenderly strokes her hair and kisses her forehead. I knelt beside the pair. “You have a mommy and a daddy, Ora. They just live very far away.” Then I thought for a second. Why today of all days is Ora talking about this? “Ora, what happened that made you so upset?” Ora pulls away from Josie. “The kids at school were calling me names. They called me an orphan just because I lived with my aunties. That my mommy and daddy didn’t want me when I was a baby because I was so ugly. Orphan Ora, they called me.”

I remained silent, my mind racing with possibilities. "Let me tell you a story," he continued without waiting for a reply. "The Orchid is a group of greedy men who sought power to rule the world. They trained their sons, but these boys were always destroyed or claimed by women. Soon they realized that a woman was a powerful weapon. What a man needs power to achieve, a pretty woman needs only a smile." He paused, his gaze piercing mine. "So, they started taking children, babies under one year old, and training them for one purpose only, to help the Orchid dominate the world."

Kieran and Lyra were inseparable, they did everything together. They had lost so much, losing each other was their greatest fear, so they clung to each other, in everything that they did. Centuries had passed since I had bought a set of Islands just off the coast, to provide a safe place from traders and to raise my little ones, Aurora and Sam had moved with me, and I opened my Kingdom up to all non-humans that didn't have a home. My kingdom flourishes with Vampires, Shapeshifters, and many others, we are known as the 'Orphan's Kingdom'. But in truth, we are one big happy family.

"My mind pulling together an imaginary image in an effort to see the face I was talking to. I'm sure my doctors could find a million similar cases for others in my state." ​My excitement dwindles as I look at her, her face strained with exhaustion and sadness. Hope was a feeling she'd been living without for so long that she couldn't even muster it up at this moment. It was sad that she'd been burned so many times she no longer tried or cared... she didn't seem to care. And when I thought about it, Iris didn't seem to care about much of anything. She didn't seem to have any friends or family she cared about.

CARLA "...I grew up in an orphanage. I was told my parents died due to a car accident. My mom went through a caesarian section to give birth to me. Then she died afterwards. The hospital couldn't find my immediate family members so they gave me to the orphanage." "I grew up with other kids there. I was able to get a bit educated right there also. I am not the social type and I don't talk much. But something happened during my teenage years. We were moved to another orphanage since we already were grown."

Ruby made small talk. "I always live alone," said Jay. His wry smile confused Ruby. Was what he said part of the story scenario, or not? "Ah, sorry, was I presumptuous?" Jay wrapped his fingers around the metal barrier. "Of course not. I enjoy talking about myself every time. It feels like half your world is warm when someone listens.” "Is it true? I'm happy to listen.” “Well, not very interesting. It's just the story of an orphanage child who received a scholarship and was employed by a company that became as big as it is now," said Jay, his slow blink seeming to dispel the heat in his eyes.

Olga was ailing after years spent in the humid kitchen of the boarding house. It was at this time that Anja had to make the hard choice of sending him out to work. There was an opening at the orphanage, they were looking for someone to clean the rooms and serve the staff. It didn’t matter that he was not a native, he was hired simply because the Administrator, Isaiah Kopano, a short pudgy man, took pity on the young mother and her malnourished son and gave him the job. Nate worked hard, he was fluent in the language and his mother tongue. His sharp gray eyes missed nothing. The orphanage had a library with sparse books of places of the world. Since the orphans who lived there barely spent th

She’s too jealous of how Orith gives that kind of importance to Urie. Even though, she’s actually Orith's mother. He can’t even hold her own son. Who would believe that he has a nineteen-year-old son? When she only looks like she’s in her twenties? “Don’t you have anyone staying with you here? A family member perhaps?” “I’m an orphan.” she lied. “I had a husband and a child once. But they’re both gone now.” “Sorry for your lost.” Orith began to sympathize. “But if it’s any consolation. I can be your little brother to make up for your family’s loss.”