Orpheus Persona Novels & Stories

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

After using my energy to keep the road to the Oracle open long enough to make it to our final destination, I will likely need to rest before I can make the trip back home again, especially since Rosalynd and I are not formally joined. Second, the Oracle is not a particularly pleasant entity to encounter. There is nothing about the oracle that resembles “people”, as it is a creature beyond basic corporeal form. It is pure universal energy. Because of its nature, it doesn’t see a good reason to trap itself within a single, solid host, which can be a bit disturbing for those of us with only one form. Even among our kind, the oracle is seen as something beyond our comprehension, as to be unrelat

Emily exclaims “ How did we not notice it that night. Oh my fucking god!” While the girls are still beside themselves with shock, a moment of epiphany hits me. Marcello Andres…son of Hernandez Andres of Paradise Group? The new client I just got? It’s official , I’m going to lose my job. It was an unspoken rule at work to not get involved with the clients in a personal way outside of work but here I am, pregnant for the client before I even sign the contract.

This is the new beginning I’ve been looking forward to. It’s time to move on and choose happiness. The geeky girl who was the butt of everyone’s jokes is gone. I won’t allow anyone to ruin today for me, especially not Arthur. The day flies by in a blur of pampering, courtesy of Luna Raine. When I finally stand before the mirror, I barely recognise myself. My long black hair tumbles in glossy waves, my sage-green eyes shimmer with silver and green shadow, and nude gloss softens my lips. It feels like wearing a mask, a disguise. I can do this. A fresh start with my wolf, and hopefully somewhere far away with my mate.

His own release followed, filling her with a warmth that seemed to spread to her very core, a declaration of his claim on her soul. As they lay together, hearts racing and breaths mingling, Persephone felt more alive than she had in eons. This coupling was not just a joining of bodies; it was a fusion of power and passion that could send tremors through the very fabric of Olympus itself. Orion's manhood, still semi-erect, lay nestled within her, a testament to the primal instincts that ruled them both. Her breasts, lush and full, were still sensitive to the touch, each beat of her heart sending a pulse of pleasure through her.

He replied icily. Clancy still hovered before him, determined and assured like he could easily take down the elder God "What offer do you suggest." He inquired. Orus laughed no more, he suddenly just grew angry on how determined Clancy was. He was mad for a puny human as small as an ant to approach and force him to template an offer, such a miserable offer. Orus has been and will always be one of the most complicated entity in the universe as we know it. At least, one of the best amongst few. Orus was obsessed and figures in his exact copy appeared ranging from thousands to millions. In little seconds, Clancy was heavily surrounded.

Orni whispered letting out a deep breath. She isn't scared of VR anymore but there is no way she can trust him again. She was falling into depression by the situation she was in. Orni's eyes shot open feeling a pair of strong & rough hands circling her petite waist. She felt some callous finger removing her hair from her back and hot breath fanning on her skin. The strong masculine scent was for Orni to understand who the person was. Disgust crawled upon her skin feeling his lips brushing on her neck. She tried to wriggle but his strong arms subdued her all struggle.

"I'm sorry they trespassed on your territory. I was only trying to keep them safe. Please forgive them." "I am not the Alpha. I am Orian, the Kings' beta." He says proudly. "And I'm also Jessica's mate." "Please don't reject her. She is an amazing person, The sweetest and most loving soul in the world!" I say as I'm on my knees, begging with tears falling down my cheeks. "Please don't hurt her. She deserves to be happy and loved!" "I have no plans of hurting her, little one." He says, and I can't help but look at him in shock.

Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them. The Healing Caste is the sixth caste in the Olympus wherein people like Dr. Foster have the ability to heal and revive someone from death. If not so, others from this caste can create different kinds of potions—good potions to be exact. Professor Damaris didn’t elaborate on it because she said that I’m able to know it soon.

Estella shrieked. “Very much so. She looks just like them. Please, continue on with your story. We will circle back to that.” Orpheus stated, dismissing Estella. She looked at me like she was ready to kill me with the fork that she was so violently gripping. “I found out, on my 18th birthday, about them and that I have my own… abilities. I can control the elements. They also have a brother. Adron. He is the-” “God of the underworld and a complete prick.” Orpheus finished off his salad and let his fork clatter on the plate. I was slightly speechless.