Orys I Novels & Stories

And that name she had spoken, Liora, that was the same name as the wolf-dragon beast that is now deep inside her soul, the Obsidian Sigil that now answered only to her blood and her mark on her back. Ora’s lips curved into a small, sharp smile as she moved closer, her steps slow and proud even though a whole sword was still buried in her chest. She moved like she felt no pain, like she ruled everything around them. When she stopped right in front of Nyxoria, they were so close. The only difference between them was the color of their hair, Ora’s was deep black like a moonless night, while Nyxoria’s was bright blond gold that caught the light even in shadows. Other than that, it was like looki

Nodding I instantly saw her eyes glistening with tears behind them, "Come, let's go downstairs and get some ice cream or something, go sit out back and just... talk, I guess really get to know each other." Nodding a bright smile instantly spread across her face as all of a sudden her hand came out in front of her held out toward me in a gesture to shake it, "Hi, I'm Iris, and I'm a royal pain in the ass." Smirking a grin crept up at the corners of my mouth as I brought my opposite hand up to shake her extended one, "Hello Iris, I'm alpha Orson, but you can just call me Orson." Shaking her hand there was suddenly this lighthearted breath of fresh air between us, besides wanting to claim her a

“Why are you working with her?” “Simple Tristan.” The Alpha of the Blood rose pack responded. “Territory. I help get rid of you and your little Luna; I get your pack lands.” “My pack will never submit to you.” I snarled. “Then they will die.” Owen cackled as he landed a kick to my already sore abdomen.

"I’m present, I’ve signed the contract, and I’m prepared to fulfil my responsibilities. What is the next step?" He stood up from his seat, circling the desk to come face to face with me. The aura he exuded was commanding and intimidating, causing my heart to beat faster. In a gentle yet assertive tone, he stated, "From now on, you are under my ownership." The words evoked a mix of excitement and fear within me, causing a physical reaction. I felt the urge to protest, to assert that I was not a mere object under his dominion. But instead, I held my ground, meeting his gaze with defiance.

“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.”

"They are wrong." The words echoed through the chamber. Finn's arms folded across his chest, the last trace of his usual grin gone. Elias lifted his gaze again. "We were never destroyed because we sought power. We were erased because we refused to surrender truth." Lucien stared at the projection without blinking. Every sentence confirmed what the journal had only hinted at. History hadn't forgotten Orathyn—someone had rewritten it. Beside him, Rosalie's hand slipped into his without her quite realizing it. She'd simply reacted to the sadness threading through Elias's voice. Lucien glanced down and found their fingers laced together, but before he could react, the projection drew his attenti

He had his hair long but packed just like the top one delta. “Orion is a vigilant and observant first scout who excels in reconnaissance and gathering vital information for the pack. His keen eyes and sharp instincts make him an invaluable asset in detecting potential threats.” “And for his partner, Lyra Swiftwind” he said and I searched around to see her crossing her legs on the cold tile floor, her hair dyed purple and crazy piercings on. I can say she has about 8 piercings in total on her face, ears, brows, nose… damn.

With a mighty roar, Ren throws the General’s head at Osiris’s feet as he pounds his chest in success. All around us lay the torn body parts of Osiris’s Undead Army, every enemy falling in the blink of an eye. Osiris’s lips spread as a smug smirk forms on his face. “Did you really think that that was all I’ve got?” All around us the falling bodies of Osiris’s Undead Army rise from the ground, body parts reattaching as we watch in horror.

we need to talk to him urgently Brian:OK let me go get him I will be right back (as he goes upstairs to the bedroom to call Minos) Oranus:are you sure that Minos will be able to help me get back Jupiter Levi? Levi:Am positive about it your majesty,if I wasn't so sure I wouldn't have brought you to this place,would I? Oranus:(sighs)then I trust your judgment Levi,thank you for bringing us here Levi:it was my duty your majesty Minos:(comes downstairs and sees Levi)Levi is so good to see you again Levi:is also good to see you again I brought some people who really need your help (points to king Oranus)this is king Oranus of Jupiter

Chapter 142: The Ghost in the Machine --- The flight from Brussels was short, but the weight it carried was anything but light. Sophia sat by the window, watching clouds blur beneath the wing as the plane sliced through the sky. Elise, seated beside her, kept her eyes fixed on a tablet, scrolling through updates from the field—leaks, new leads, intercepted communications. They were chasing shadows, ghosts made of code and whispered threats. Reyes had warned them: Orion wasn’t just a name buried in dusty logs. He was alive in the network, a specter hiding behind encrypted proxies, an echo in abandoned servers. And now that the Directive was bleeding, he was the infection trying to survive.