Orpheus Persona Novels & Stories

The silence after the Orpheus document appeared was absolute. I stood frozen in the middle of the apartment, tablet still glowing in my hands, the words burning into my retinas. PROJECT ORPHEUS Behavioral Synchronization Trial – Phase III Primary Objective: Emotional Dependency Pairing for Executive Stabilization Subject A: Reid, Shawn Subject B: Agreste, Catriona Status: Convergence Successful Shawn hadn’t moved. He remained three feet away, every muscle locked in brutal restraint, eyes fixed on the screen like it had personally betrayed him.

I tell him. “Oh I’m sure I will be kissing a lot you, but your ass is not on the that list,” Apollo smirks and pulls me to his chest. “You are the Luna of the Royal Pack. Sorry babe, I can’t let you near someone like Iris. As your mate my job is to protect you.” Me-Venus wanna use that super aura again. Venus-OH YES PLEASE. Me-Direct it at Apollo. I bring my aura forward and I see Apollo fighting, so I push harder.

The screen across from her flickered to life. Vivienne. Dancing under lights. Tears in her eyes. Isolde watched. So did they. No one spoke. Then the man in the shadows appeared. Not Wade. Not any known name. But someone else. Tall. Silver ring on his right hand. And behind him, watching… was another man. Same height as Dorian. Same build. Older. Face blurred by fog. Isolde clicked pause. “This man…” she whispered, “was listed in the Archive under the codename Orpheus. He recruited girls for the masked shows. Including Vivienne. Including others who vanished.”

I pop the grape in my mouth, chewing slowly after uttering all questions at once. “ It was like meeting a force of nature. ” Gysla’s usual smile graces her lips. I gulp and stare in her eyes. Even though her smile is normal, but the shine in her eyes is not. “ Orpheuns don’t walk among us. There is only one Orpheuns who always guards the Orphena and delivers souls to the afterlife of these supernatural. ” Gysla continues. “ You mean I am the ONLY ONE? ” I can’t believe this. “ Then what happened to the Orpheuns you knew? And what happens to the Orphena if I am the only Orpheuns and I am not guarding it? ”

I look at him and he looks at me in shock. “You see, the thing is, I don’t want to fight. I’m done with fighting. Besides who my ancestors are, they don’t define who I am truly am. I am the daughter of an Alpha. I am also an orphan, which you love to point out. I am the wolf oracle, I am, or was, a tribrid. But most of all, I am just me. The mistakes of others in my bloodline doesn’t make me who I am. I decide who I am. If you want to continue this, then so be it. But know this Zeus. It won’t end well for anyone. I have never begged in my life, Zeus.” I move to my knees in front of him.

“Tharros noticed right away that she wasn’t the real one.” “That’s because you weren’t paying attention to her or her aura,” Ora said. “Don’t worry. Once you regain full connection with your wolf spirit, you’ll be able to sense that kind of trickery.” "Really?" Ora nodded her head. "Yes." "But, I will still ask you this again, Ora... what’s in it for you?” Nyxoria asked, folding her arms. "Because you cannot come and tell me there is nothing for you, only to use my body again for your own motives. And speaking of that, you didn't tell me that you can actually possess my body. Who are you? Are you real in real life or is this just an illusion?"

My head tilted up slightly before my eyes met his bright red ones and I sucked in a sharp breath. "This is who I really am, my Aphrodite. I am a monster. I am a beautiful monster. I am an evil shrouded in the beauty that the human world falls in charms to. I am able to run at speeds that are faster than a bullet. I am able to reach the other side of this Earth in a day. I am able to live and walk amongst the mortals. I am able to look as though I am one of you, when instead I am far from it. I am able to come off as a human, gain trust from humans and in return I will end you. I am a vampire, my sweet and naive Aphrodite," at this he let go of my hands and simply caressed my face as though I

As Cali went out of the office, her phone chimed in her purse. She took it out to find out that Horace was calling her. He was also an orphan and they both lived in the same orphanage. An involuntary smile spread across her lips. And she picked up his call almost immediately. She forgot about all her troubles and pain in her life for a moment. It was always like this when it was him. He was like a loving brother that she never had.

Brother? He released Winter, who immediately pouted but didn’t resist. The man then straightened his robe and posture. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Oragon,” he said clearly. “The Phoenix Beast.” A murmur rippled across the hall. He gestured toward Winter beside him. “And this is Daemon, the guardian spirit of nature. He may appear like a child, but he’s older than anyone here.” Then his gaze slid to Fenrir. “Well… almost anyone here.”

Orpheus is said to be the son of the god Apollo, a son of Zeus, and the muse Calliope, a daughter of Zeus. He is from Thrace. When he is young, his father gives him a stringed instrument called a lyre, and Orpheus turns out to be such a gifted musician that no mortal can resist the sound of his music. His gift seems to be divine. In fact, his voice and playing are so beautiful that not even an immortal can resist his music, and even trees are said to move themselves in order to come closer to him while he plays.