Orpheus Persona Novels & Stories

“The one what? The one with a name that starts with ‘S’? That’s it, isn’t it? I’m just a pawn in whatever twisted plan you’ve been cooking up.” “You’re more than that,” he said, his voice sharp now. “So much more. But yes, I sought you out deliberately. I needed someone, and it had to be you.” His admission hit me like a slap. I stepped back, putting more space between us. “Do you hear how insane that sounds?” I said, my voice shaking. “What kind of person orchestrates someone’s life like that? Do you even care about me, Stefan? Or am I just some tool to you?”

Unknown P.O.V "That fucker almost broke my arm!" A very dirty-looking man cries hiss as he thinks about his encounter with one of the badass omegas he has ever met in his life. "Who did this?" the man sitting at the computer desk said after puffing out the smoke from his cigarette. He sounds boring as he looks at the man. He is sure about some badass Alpha kick his man ass.

He didn’t want her to be stronger. Something was going on, and Father wasn’t telling anyone. So I made my own move and tried to find the answer. Until it fell on me. I met Cordelia, the right hand of Orpheus. Orpheus was the immortal seer of the underworld. She could see the future, but she couldn’t remember it afterward, so she needed someone to be with her whenever she had her readings. So Cordelia knew everything. Since I was the Prince of Lust, I never had any problem making her fall for my allure. I succeeded when no one had. Because the next thing I knew, I was already fucking her and extracting information from her.

", he muttered in a low tone, and that's when my eyes landed on Orpheus, sitting in the corner of the room, and the nearby floor was covered with his blood. 'UNFREEZE' Orpheus took a deep breath; he had held a photo frame in his arms. "Eva?" he called my name in confusion, wondering if I was really here or if he was dreaming in his last moment of life. But then his eyes landed on Daniel, "It means I'm not dreaming." he talked with himself. "Silas, you do know any healer nearby who can…."

She’d had an image of the Greek goddess-type in a flowing white gown draped over one shoulder. Instead, the Oracle was a middle-aged woman with a curvy frame, wildly curling black hair tightly confined with a multicolored headscarf, and creamy chocolate skin. As she moved closer, she held out both of her hands in an expectant fashion. Slowly, North offered one of her own, expecting something like a palm reading. Instead, the Oracle simply grasped her hand between her palms and squeezed gently. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, North. My name is Persephone, though most people call me Oracle or Seer Persephone. I prefer to dispense with that.”

He knelt down, touching the soft grass with his hands like a curious child. Silas let out a small laugh and said, "Actually, we are bound by body, mind, and soul." The man hesitantly placed his hand on the wolf. As soon as they made contact, a spark flashed, and he suddenly felt Silas's emotions. A throbbing sensation filled his head as something began to reveal itself to him. He fell to his knees, clutching his head in pain. After some time, the man's painful expression relaxed, giving way to relief. He slowly looked up at Silas and smiled, saying, "My name is Orion, and we have to find someone important."

Can she leave him when the goddess gave them to each other? Mortus rubbed his cheek into her hand, feeling her warmth. Scorpia’s wings shook, by fear or the tingles that shot through her I would never know. “The King, or Emperor as he likes to call himself, of the Rogues is Virion,” Mortus breathed, raking in her scent. “He is started as a sorcerer and practiced necromancing.” Orion slammed his hand on the railing, breaking the trance Scoripa had Mortus . Shaking her head, she pulled his face back to hers. “Keep going,” she muttered. “This will help, keep going.”

"Main Karoon Toh Saala Character Dheela Hai Ho ! Main Karoon Toh Saala Character Dheela Hai-AAAAAA" the ending word turned into a scream as she noticed a large black figure standing in the doorway. Her eyes widened and heart beat increased and she felt her self shaking from the close proximity. "WHAT THE FU- omphhh" she was screaming in top of her lungs when the figure moved towards her with long strides making her curse out loud but it was muffled by a large hand on her mouth. The person held her her nape making her voice as muffled as possible.

“We primarily dedicate ourselves to studying historical facts and are currently working to find answers on how to remove the Gods’ curse on us—specifically, researching a way for us to enter the Human’s World even when there is no Bloodmoon.” The topic seemed to genuinely interest Lyanna. “And do you honestly believe this research will actually work?” she asked, getting straight to her skeptical point. “We believe so,” Orpheus stated simply. Lyanna chose to keep quiet after that, the brief reply clearly failing to convince her. “Anyway, today also marks—oh, right. Before that, it’s a pleasure to meet you, ladies.” Orpheus was definitely on the younger side, possessing bright ginger hair and

He didn’t look like a robot that ran on a chip and power supply. “I’m the guardian that Professor Rosalind invented just for you, as well as the number ninety-sixth research item created by Professor Rosalind. My name is Orpheus.”