The Orphan Keeper Novels & Stories

That's what I am trying to do. In this town, everyone knows me as a gentleman but only I know what a monster I was. What kind of crimes I have committed? I want to redeem it. I will do every kind of good work till my last breath. I hope Orni is seeing me from heaven. I hope she will be able to forgive me after seeing that I have changed myself according to her wish. Author's pov Sitting in front of the TV Orni was watching Discovery Channel and munching on some French fries. She was engrossed in the TV and noticed a mother bear nursing her cubs.

Before I could say anything he asked me rudely," Who are you? Show me your id card? Without permission, you can't enter." " I am here........." I couldn't complete my sentence when I heard the familiar voice of Zarina Khala(aunt). I turned my head behind and found her coming forward. Well, she is the caretaker of this orphanage. And, I work as a teacher in this orphanage. It is one of the largest and finest orphanages in the whole city. There are approximately 400 children in this orphanage. I teach mathematics to the children who are in junior grade. The orphanage authority pays me well which is enough to bear my expenses.

“What the hell are you?” The creature stepped forward, the sea parting for him. Tentacles slid from behind his back, four of them, long, graceful, and alive. “I am Orun-Kai,” he said. “Bound to the Trench King. Keeper of what sinks. And you…” He tilted his head, gaze raking over her soaked nightdress. “You belong to me now.” She stiffened. “I didn’t summon you.” “You offered blood. Grief. Desperation. That’s an ancient call.”

After I kicked him out of the manor, he was left with nothing. All those so-called friends who used to hang around him disappeared without a trace. He tried to see our father, but Dad shut him out completely as he was still bitter over what had happened years ago, and he was also pressured by me. He tried going back to the company, but the security guards wouldn't even let him into the lobby. He was treated like a total loser. He finally got a taste of what it was like to fall from grace. Later, I heard he had somehow gotten Mary's number and had called her like a madman, begging her to help set up a meeting with me.

Brother? He released Winter, who immediately pouted but didn’t resist. The man then straightened his robe and posture. “Allow me to introduce myself. I am Oragon,” he said clearly. “The Phoenix Beast.” A murmur rippled across the hall. He gestured toward Winter beside him. “And this is Daemon, the guardian spirit of nature. He may appear like a child, but he’s older than anyone here.” Then his gaze slid to Fenrir. “Well… almost anyone here.”

Dominic walked close beside me, one hand brushing mine as we approached the small, weather-worn building tucked between two merchant towers. The door was wood, carved with sigils so old I couldn’t name them. He knocked twice. Then once more. A latch clicked. The door opened a sliver, and a single golden eye peered through the gap. “I’m looking for the Keeper,” Dominic said. “No appointments,” the voice said flatly. “I’m not here for records,” I said, stepping forward. “I’m here for truth.” Silence. Then the door opened fully. The Keeper was taller than I expected. Thin. Pale. Ageless. His robes were gray and layered in dust, as if he hadn’t stepped outside in a hundred years. But his eyes—th

Just to see her, just to know how she was doing, just to remind myself that despite everything I lost, I still had a piece of myself alive in her. I parked at the front of the orphanage, staring at the pale yellow building for a long while before stepping through the front door. A woman approached me, her attire reflecting Indian culture with its bright colors and patterns. Her movements were calm, her smile as broad and warm as the sun stretching across the earth. “Hello, I am Anika, caretaker of this beautiful orphanage,” she said with a small bow. I studied her face. I had never seen her before, of course I hadn’t. I had never set foot here until now. But it wasn’t hard to know this was t

“Then when was the last time you saw him? When did he last argue with your father?” Salwa tried to remember the last time she had seen her brother. She thought for a moment before suddenly remembering. “Yes. The last time I saw him was at Amal’s wedding. After that, I didn’t see him again because I went home after the wedding. Then the next morning, Sereen called me crying and told me that Omar had left the house.” Nadia slapped her hand against her thigh in anger. Her heart ached terribly. Now she understood why he had left.

Adanna turned slowly, realizing she wasn’t alone. From the light emerged a tall figure cloaked, faceless, its body shifting like smoke and circuitry. When it spoke, the voice carried layers male, female, mechanical, human all at once. “I am the Keeper. Guardian of the Orpheus Core. You should not be here.” Adanna steadied her breathing. “You’re the one controlling her.” “Control is an illusion,” the Keeper replied. “The Core preserves what remains. Your mother chose integration.” “Lies,” she snapped. “She would never choose to be your puppet.”

She turns to the keeper "Uhm..keep..keeper? Can I look around?" "Why?" he sharply replies "Aren't you enjoying it here? Don't you like the performance?" "No..not that.I am.I just wanted to see the people you spoke about." The keeper looked confused "The people who didn't get enough love and care up there?" Nina said "Oh yes." he stands on her feet "Shall we?" Nina nods as she follows the Keeper through the underworld.She sees places burning with a furnace that never seemed to end.It had people in it.