Orpheus Persona Novels & Stories

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

A new message from an unknown encrypted number. Valdez, E.: The experiment was never about romance, Catriona. Orpheus was designed to create self-sustaining governance through emotional synchronization. When executive pairs achieve stable dependency, entire decision architectures become predictable and controllable. You and Reid were the proof of concept. Congratulations. You worked perfectly. The message included an attachment. A single chart. Project Orpheus – Long-Term Objective Governance Layer: Emotional Dependency Networks Outcome: Reduction of unpredictable human variables by 87% I felt the floor shift beneath me.

"Ah, the healer. I see now. You’ve awakened something, haven’t you? The Moon’s Orphan. The key to it all." Raynor took a step forward, his instincts screaming at him to act, but the man’s eyes held him in place. "I’ve come for what’s mine," the man said, his voice like a whisper in the wind. "And you, Raynor, are the key." ---

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 haven't fed for some days so I decided to go with them instead of sulking on the couch, moaning about my loss. Once out in the streets, Orpheus goes for a lady who is dressed in a really short red dress that fits her body like a second skin. I watch in amusement as he uses his powers to dominate her. She starts giggling in seconds and I see her willingly offering her neck to him. I know Orpheus loves his powers. Every human being offers themselves willingly to him since his powers allow him to override the will of his victim with that of his. Luther and five other vampires in our clan have the power to Dominate.

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

Philip grasped the key point and asked skeptically. The man clearly had a grudge against the old man or he would not have ruined his plans repeatedly. The man waved his fan in mock elegance and smiled at Philip, but Philip could hardly stand his unpalatable appearance. However, Philip kept his composure due to his good upbringing and simply stared at the man. “My name is Oracle. I'm a fortune teller with a booth at the end of the street. I’m a professional in exorcizing spirits.” Philip was quite curious to learn about this profession.

“And why should we trust you? Who even are you?” “Good question,” he says, then crosses his hand behind his back for the third time. Seems like an habit. He smirks. “I am from Southern Māui. I’m Orion. The man who would revolutionise the Kingdom of Māui and other werewolves and Lycan Kingdoms for good. The man who is here to put a stop to Sven’s rule as King.”