Orym X Dorian Novels & Stories

His head snaps towards my direction his empty grey eyes stare at me I jump scared tripping on the bedside table that makes a loud bang falling on my butt I could hear heavy footsteps rushing this way I hurry picked up the table and rush the way I came as I slide the window shut I hear the door open "Repbisni ti emirale" i hurry to say not caring if I was heard or not, I run as fast as my legs could take me,my whole body buzzing,I jump through the portal falling on my knees my legs turned jelly as I emptied my stomach of it's contents on the sand suddenly breathing felt hard every breath feeling like poison,my eyes widened in realization KIMORA had returned…

Dorian says, taking a deep breath and putting his glass cup on the coffee table. Here we go, whenever they started a conversation wuth those two names, I was in for an earfull. Dorian was just a natural french boy from the stories or fantasies of any teenage girl or any woman, he had curly brown hair and the brightest brown eyes, from what I've noticed, he was a treat to the eye, tall and almost tan, just a dreamy fantasy of a man. "As you've noticed, Camila has had it pretty rough these past years and for you to just marry her, there's gotta be some sort of money's worth in it for you" he explained, his voice was low and reminded me of my Dad when he was being serious about something.

I said smiling and looking straight into his eyes And at that moment, the scene of Dorian smiling down at me In my pool of blood resurfaced in my mind as I became so angry Not realizing I was giving Roman worried glances making him wonder what had been playing in my head Soon rather than later, the ceremony was over as I exhaled on getting over accepting a proposal I wasn't interested in And soon the guests made their way out one after the other all in wait for the big day My big day actually On getting to my room, I lay on my bed as I had my eyes closed from the day’s stress When I heard a knock on the door “Who's there?” I asked still feeling scared from all that happened with Dorian, Lily

Just slightly, but enough. They sat like that, quiet, hurting together, until the sound of someone slamming the metal door open shattered the moment. Dorian. He looked manic. His eyes bloodshot, his hair a mess, his clothes rumpled. When he saw them, his whole body coiled like a predator catching prey. "Get your fucking hands off him, Jaxon." Jaxon didn’t move. Noah exhaled sharply. "Fuck off, Dorian." Dorian stepped into the ring, voice trembling not with fear, but rage. "I didn’t agree to break up."

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

The arrow flew at an incredible speed towards its target but just before impact, there was a roar from within the tornado and everything in that area dispersed. As Waramaki watched Orie escape the tornado, he remembered the words of the dragon. "I'm starting to see what you meant" he said with a smile on his face. The fullness of his hair, the golden glow of his eyes, the embroidered lion heads on his pitch black coat, these were all the indicators that Orie was finally getting serious. This was the same mode he used as a last resort against Chris and ended the match shortly after, the crowd had been waiting to see more of what he could do with it.

It was evident that they had planned not to tell me anything. And I already knew who that note belonged to. It was him. It was Dorian. And the words inside the note confirmed every dark thought I had. ‘This is just a small token of what I will do to make sure your bitch, Soraya pays me all the money my parents used to take care of her, and every cent I spent on her when we were together. I cannot believe she stole my money to build that ice cream shop. Just wait. I will claim every coin back unless you convince her to return and be my slave.’

I had a whole argument ready, stacked and loaded. I shut my mouth instead. My jaw stayed tight enough to ache, but I shut it. Rylan picked his reading back up. I stood there for another three seconds just so it didn't look like I was listening to him. Then I went to find coffee. Dorian showed up mid-morning and announced himself by nearly giving Torin a reason to break his nose at the front door. He looked terrible, twitchy, darting glances at every window as he walked through the entrance hall like he expected something to come through the glass at him. He made it two steps toward me before he touched my elbow and leaned in.

The days in the Omega quarters were still passing by slowly and by time. I kept my head down during the day, scrubbing floors and washing clothes like a good little Omega. But, every night I trained in the woods with Nyx to keep my strength growing intact. My body kept growing stronger. My shift came faster. I could feel the power forming inside me like a storm about to burst. “Do you remember,” Nyx said. “Laman got angry at a toy and his tiny fist cracked the wooden crib in half.”

Rylan had seen to it himself. Elias finally looked up, his eyes a strange gray-blue, too intelligent for a mere rogue. “You look different,” he said quietly. “I am,” Dorian answered. “The bond is sealed.” Elias flipped the coin once more. “Then the tide’s turning.” Dorian didn’t smile. “It already has.” They sat in silence for a long moment while Dorian sipped from his coffee again, watching the man carefully. “Did you get what I asked for?” he finally said.