Ratu Orion Novels & Stories

I let him as I feel the shift take over me and I change into my midnight black wolf. Orion trots towards the tree line away from the eastern border. Something seems to have gotten his attention but I haven’t sensed it. At least not yet. Orion is an ancient spirit who has been existing for generations. When I met him as a boy, he told me that he was a conquering emperor whose empire stretched over several lands and kingdoms long forgotten in his past life. When I asked him why I didn’t know him, he told me that he was one of the ‘lost kings’ but didn’t dwell on the subject.

she stated. Amphidocus coughed and looked around the room. “Wait, so this really isn’t news? She was with the Minotaur, and none of you reacts?” he asked. “Other than my cousin, all the girls have been with Asterion. Guess the animal magnetism works in his favor. Plus, even you have to admit he’s better built than the other boys, and we sent as tribute.” Demoleon commented.

PRESENT "You've got to fix it all, Sevina." Orion, the black crow that had been kept inside Queen Sevina's quarters ever since she set foot on Earthoria, spoke with a voice that only Queen Sevina will hear and understand. He was the spiritual guardian that was sent together with her to make sure Sevina would oblige on the request of the people who summoned her there.

Az purred from where he stood, leaning against the furthest post of the bed. Orion breezed into the room; a sneer permanently etched onto his face. In his hand was a vial of oil, a curved dagger, and a silver chalice. He sat all three down on the bedside table ignoring the snoring mortal but a few feet away. “You speak of her like she is a pet.” I huffed at the building tension in the air. They hadn’t even lasted ten seconds. “She’s much too feral to be a pet, brother.” Az said, his lips lifted at the corners.

“And if they’re not, everything Life and Death won in the war will be returned.” “And let me guess,” Anton says, his voice flat. “Orion was born, triggering the start of the curse. And that eclipse happens in about…twenty weeks?” “Twenty-one,” Laila says, turning a smile on him like she thinks he’s quite clever. “The God of Death wanted Orion to have at least a little time for a honeymoon before he takes over the responsibilities of ruling the Underworld and the Deadlands both.”

It was Orion, a former member of their pack who had chosen a solitary life years ago. Eva approached Orion cautiously, her voice firm yet compassionate. "Orion, what brings you here? Why have you returned with such aggression?" Orion's voice trembled with rage and sorrow as he spoke. "Eva, I have come with dire news. A rival pack, the Bloodmoon Clan, seeks to invade our territory. They are ruthless and relentless, driven by a hunger for power. We must prepare ourselves for the impending danger."

Az complained, earning a well aimed hit to the chest from me. "Okay okay... Let's talk after settling down somewhere." Uncle suggested, leading us to the sofa. "So... You owe us an explanation." After I cuddled comfortably between her and Az, my mother said, looking straight at uncle. "Fine. But first... I think I need to introduce myself properly to these two kids." He said after agreeing with my mother and we sharpened our ears, eager to know the reason behind us being kidnapped. "I'm Orion. The first male hunter of moon goddess's huntresses and the best hunter of all time." He introduced, perking my attention to its full notch.

"You can't just take my roommate." Orion responds in a collected tone, "She is not your mate." "And on the night of Lupercalia, she will be mine." I despise the way my foolish and horny mind instantly jumps to the scenes I've been fantasizing about ever since the last time I saw Orion . These are the scenes of me being chained up in the ceremonial chamber with Orion 's clawed claws grasping my wrists and pinning me between the rough wooden post and his straining muscles. I loathe the way my mind works.

Tattoos covered his hands, though they were partly hidden as he slid them into his pockets. Orion was the elder brother of Matheus. Rumors often described him as a playboy, a man who carried himself with careless confidence. He was known to be cold toward anyone he considered beneath his status, and he was also a fierce Alpha. “You’re… my mate?” he asked, his voice laced with both disgust and irritation. Aurora swallowed hard and the movement visible in her throat. Her gaze moved from Matheus to Orion and then back to Matheus again, confusion swirling in her eyes.

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.