Sirius Orion Black Novels & Stories

Standing at the base of the wooden steps was Orion Blackthorn. The commander of Nighthowl Systems looked exactly as he had three winters ago—massive, imposing, with roughly cut dark fur lining his leather combat vest and a pair of piercing silver eyes that could read a battlefield in a single glance. He was surrounded by elite engineers and vault keepers, but the moment his gaze caught my form, his entire posture went rigid. The high-ranking Alphas around him fell silent, tracking his sudden shift in focus. Orion stepped away from his inner circle, his boots crushing the gravel as he closed the distance between us, his nostrils flaring slightly as he caught my scent. "Thalia claimed your wol

In the darkness, he saw flashes of images of the future-fire, blood, and destruction. "If they are not stopped... the future will vanish..." That voice was not Lyra's, not Altair's. It sounded like it came from inside the moon itself. Enne opened her eyes in the vision and saw a group of humans in black uniforms, their faces covered, but their eyes full of vengeance. An emblem was carved on their chests-the eyes of Orion. "They are remnants of the past..." the voice whispered again. "Orion... now evolved into the Black Order." Flashes of images moved quickly. Enne saw the past: hunters with wolfsbane spears hunting werewolf clans, villages burning, children being kidnapped. Orion was a mille

"Who's next?" Soren is already moving. Where Orion is golden and playful, this king is dark and intense, with black hair and eyes that burn like embers. He doesn't speak. He just shoves Orion aside and takes his place between my thighs, staring at my swollen pussy like he wants to devour me whole. "She's still sensitive." Orion sounds amused. "Might want to give her a minute."

I grew weak, drawing close to the darkness. I heard cries of my name and the wailing of sirens in a distance. Darkness finally consumed me, I had blacked out.

Filtrated through a speaker system. “You shouldn’t be here.” Sophia’s blood froze. Orion. “Elise, kill the feed,” Sophia snapped, yanking her wire cutters from her belt and slashing the terminal’s cable. Sparks flew. The screens went dark. “Welcome to the next phase,” the voice continued, tinny but clear. “You thought Nevada was the end. That was the prototype. This is the future.” “Where are you?” Sophia demanded, turning toward the speaker. “You’ll find me,” Orion said. “But first, let’s see if you can survive.”

"If I meant to kill you, I'd have done it already." The figure stepped forward. He was tall, lean, and draped in black leathers. Wild, unkempt dark hair framed a sharp face. His eyes cold silver watched her with a mix of curiosity and weariness. A scar curved down his neck, just barely visible beneath his collar. He moved like a ghost, smooth and unhurried. A rogue. But not just any rogue. Orion. She had heard his name whispered like a warning, passed between warriors and witches alike. A once-Alpha, exiled for something too terrible to name. No one knew the full story only that wherever Orion walked, blood tended to follow.

His gang watch on awe and gasp when a brooding tall guy shows up from behind. I gasp, astounded when I set my eyes on him. Orion Blackwood. The Top Star of the SGBC. Why is he here? "Y….you!" Orion chuckles at the rouges' expression. They don't expect him to show up even as I didn't too. "Carry that rascal of your hero…." He gestures at Dan who is groaning on the ground. "and get out of here before I give you a reason to leave the town completely."

Isiewu asked. “Eye of the gods,” Uchendu said, almost in a rush. “Echi is dying.” Isiewu pushed a black pot that was beside him as the news hit home. The liquid that the black pot contained spilled on the floor, noiselessly. The liquid was clear with meanings drawn on every part of it, and Isiewu could see the symbols it contained. The answers of Echi’s present state. “It can’t be possible.” Isiewu voice rose.

Before she could say anything though, another knock sounded against the chamber doors. Orion stepped inside. And for half a second the entire room went silent. Black formal leathers fitted sharply across his frame beneath silver embroidery worked subtly into the collar and sleeves while dark fur rested along the edges of his winter cloak. His hair had been pushed back neatly, exposing the sharp lines of his face beneath warm candlelight. Selene’s brain stopped functioning for a second. Evangeline noticed instantly. “Oh this is unbearable,” she sighed dramatically. Sable looked toward Orion once before muttering, “Annoyingly intimidating.” Orion ignored all of them. His gaze found Selene imme

But just when it seemed they were gaining control, a loud whistle cut through the noise. From the side, more of Orion's men appeared. They were all dressed in black, holding bows with arrows already set and ready to fire at their master's command. Eirlys stood up from where she hid herself, her mouth flying to her mouth with both hands. Orion stood up slowly, wiping blood from his lip. He smiled, breathing heavily. “Didn't I tell you, Ryker?” he said. “You've already lost.” Ryker's chest rose and fell. He looked around and saw the archers take positions. “No—”