Orym X Dorian Novels & Stories

Especially not now. I clenched my teeth and lifted my head staring daggers at him as I thought of creative ways to kill him. Dorian stood atop the rubble of the eastern wall, his posture lazy, arrogant, like a king surveying the wreckage of a kingdom he was about to claim. His dark hair was swept back, his black coat untouched by the carnage around him. Even in the moonlight, his eyes gleamed with something cruel. Elara stood in the middle of the battlefield, her chest rising and falling heavily, her claws dripping with blood. Her green eyes locked onto Dorian’s, unflinching.

He gritted his teeth, breath sharp, and closed the gap. Before Jaxon could pull the trigger again, Dorian struck. The katana slashed upward, aiming not to kill but to disarm—cutting across the side of Jaxon’s forearm. The gun clattered to the ground, blood spraying in its wake. “Fucker!” Jaxon shouted, stumbling back, cradling his injured arm. But Dorian didn’t move in for the kill. He simply stood there, breathing heavily, blade lowered. His eyes—so calm, so infuriatingly unreadable—met Jaxon’s with something that looked almost like disappointment.

“She was perfect. A true gem that would answer your every beck and call.” “I saw her,” Dorian replied. “I was unimpressed.” All of the gems were the same: blonde hair, blue eyes, and fair skin. It grew tiring watching the same sort of woman be presented to him, which was why he ignored his father’s prospect and had snuck outside to smoke a cigarette, where he stumbled across a true gem. “Come here, pet,” Soren ordered. Aria slowly walked across the room to stand next to Dorian, keeping her head bowed and awaiting further instruction.

Definitely not her. . . . . The sudden whispers of the class caught Summer attention as she looked up and her eyes met with his cold gaze. There standing in front of the class was Dorian, looking so breathtaking and ever so handsome. And here she thought Damon was the most handsome guy she had ever seen. Dorian, jet black hair, flawless skin, beautiful big brown eyes, bloodshot Rubina lips and a diamond shaped face stood at the front of the class as his cold glare tore through her skin.

The air smells heavily of whiskey, tobacco, fear, and blood. Ariadne's nose wrinkles as she tosses an arm over her face to filter it out. But even her father's favorite laundry detergent isn't enough to cancel it. Dorian walks in, pulling out stolen bills to exchange for chips. He turns back to Ariadne with a stern gaze. "You promised not to cry." Ariadne nods as if she'd ever cry in front of this person, ever. Dorian blinks a few times and then breaks character, kneeling in front of the Omega, holding her tight. "Go find him, Ariadne."

Sparks flew as the pipe met Dorian’s knife, the clash echoing through the alley. “You can’t win,” Dorian hissed. “You think you understand the game, but you don’t. The rules have changed.” Nathan growled. “We make the rules now.” The fight escalated, brutal, fast, and relentless. Alina realized something terrifying: Dorian knew their every move, anticipating their strikes, exploiting every weakness. Every step, every dodge, every decision — calculated against them. In the chaos, Alina’s jacket ripped slightly, exposing the USB drive fragments. Dorian’s eyes flicked to them. “Ah… the key to everything,” he murmured.

Her orgasm crashes through her, walls pulsing violently around his cock, milking him as waves of ecstasy rip through her body. The taste of her blood on his tongue sends Dorian over the edge. He roars against her neck, hips stuttering as his knot swells until it reaches the tip. She screams at the stretch, but Dorian holds her hips in place as they lock together, spilling deep inside her, pulse after pulse of hot seed flooding her womb. "F-fuck, you feel so good." He pants against her neck, then bites at the mark again like he's trying to claim her twice. Like the thought of anyone else having a claim to the wet heat drives him mad.

Nox grips the other hind and breaks it. Dorian's wolf whimpers and howls. Suddenly, Nox slams Dorian's wolf on the ground and immediately, Dorian's wolf retracted back to his human form. "Nice to have you back " Nox grins wickedly. He raises him up again and slams Dorian down with force. Upon impact, Dorian spurts out blood and I hear the unmistakable sound of Dorian's spine cracking. "Please, don't kill him!" Emilia whimpers and I was surprised to see she was shedding tears for Dorian.

Iris scoffs as Lion finishes talking, “So you chose that useless daughter over you mate?” “I’d chose any of my kids over my mate,” Evie confesses. Adam rubs her back and kisses her check. “Same, I love Evie, but my kids they are piece of me that will be after she and I are gone. She hurts them or I hurt them, yeah I see the other turning,,” Adam nods to Lion. “I Lion Clemons of the Borderlands, hereforth reject Iris Clemons as my mate for her crimes against the Royal Pack and the WereBeast Kingdom.” He grabs his chest for a moment, but recovers.

Nothing important Dorian just that in seven days time it will be my 18th birthday" She said sorrowfully "Am having a bad feeling about it Dorian" Summer said staring at Dorian "Nothing is gonna happen Summer,just don't think about it" Dorian said and hugged Summer before walking into the class . . . . UNDERGROUND IN THE LAND OF THE UNKNOWN A beautiful lady adorned with beautiful jewels and richly dressed with a crown on her head was seen in a beautiful room lost in thoughts as she didn't notice the presence of her husband who just enterd the room