The Orphan Keeper Novels & Stories

It’s quite surprising to think that his godson, who is known for being cold-hearted, appears to be as gentle and adorable as a puppy when he’s around his daughter. Richard Welthe took on the responsibility of raising Orion after the untimely passing of both Orion’s father and Richard’s closest friend. The elderly gentleman is well aware of Orion’s disposition, which is why he finds himself taken aback by Orion’s unexpected behavior towards his daughter. Orion was not one to engage in conversations with strangers, particularly those whom he had only recently encountered in a brief period. Orion, a rather quiet individual, had a distaste for engaging in conversation or divulging details about

The keepers director said as he bend to her side and gave her a spoonful of liquid "Who are you? Where am I? How do you know my name" she weakly said trying to see clearly "You are in my house, I saved you from the evil beings" he reply as he pack the materials he used on her inside a bag "You must be a keeper, right" Ariana said with a bit of hope that he is one "We'll discuss more when you are strong, for now rest so that the gas in you can exist " he said and stood up " Thanks for saving me" Ariana muttered

After finding out that I'm the illegitimate daughter of the richest man in town, Frank Gibson, I excitedly rush over to meet my biological father. But the moment I arrive at his mansion, I discover that 98 other illegitimate daughters are already lined up to claim him as their father. It turns out Frank's only son has died, and he now needs an heir for his trillion-dollar fortune. So, he gathers all his illegitimate daughters and plans to choose the strongest candidate through a competition. I know I don't stand a chance against the others. Just as I hang my head in disappointment and prepare to leave, a line of text suddenly appears before my eyes. "Don't go, darling! It's your mom. I

He said. “Ok good. Well, the necklace wasn’t just a necklace. It was an Amulet. And apparently Katrina is a Keeper. The Keepers are a group of people who protect the Amulet from a group known as The Others. I had been wearing the amulet this whole fucking time, and had no idea that it was anything other than a necklace. You remember Ivy, my mate?” I asked him.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

On the other side is a seating area provided for people underneath a towering oak tree that looks just as old, if not older, than the house itself. “That’s where the orphanage I came from is located, don’t know much about how I got there or who dropped me off, they didn’t have any camera’s outside or even in the building. Someone just said they saw a woman with dark skin and black hair was seen putting me at the back door to the kitchen, knocking a couple times than left. The place was already overrun so I was given to a foster care home for about a year, until the place was shut down for mistreating and neglecting the kids, that’s when I moved to Sierra Vista for a few more years.”

The child-wolf trembled in her arms but didn’t try to flee. Silas stepped forward, blade drawn but lowered. “Who are you?” The voice answered from everywhere at once, carrying the smell of pine and cold stone. “I am the Keeper of the Heart. I was set here when the first oath was broken. I guard what remains.” Caleb muttered, “Great. A prison warden.” The Keeper’s head turned slightly, its antlers brushing the roots overhead without disturbing them. “You have undone chains bound by blood and vow. Do you understand what you have released?”

Ava stepped outside the temple just as a silver bolt of lightning split the sky—and a figure appeared at the altar stones. Cloaked in smoke. Crowned in starlight. Not wolf. Not mortal. But divine. —THE GOD OF FATE The being did not bow. Did not speak. He simply appeared. Ava stepped forward, eyes blazing. “You’re one of them,” she whispered. “A Moon God.” The figure nodded once. “I am Oryn. Keeper of Balance. Guardian of the Trials.” “And you have broken the scale.” —THE JUDGMENT “You were not meant to survive the fire,” Oryn said.

But occasionally, something would catch my attention. "Here," I said after about an hour. "This journal from 1523 mentions something called a 'Keeper.' Listen to this: 'The Keeper arrived three days past, bearing the mark of the ancients upon her brow. The Elders debated whether to offer sanctuary or turn her away, for the burden she carries draws darkness like moths to flame.'" Aeliana looked up sharply. "Keeper? What does that mean?" "I don't know. It doesn't elaborate." I kept reading. "It just says they decided to offer temporary sanctuary but insisted she move on within a fortnight to avoid bringing danger to the pack."

The day the new Pack House was finished, my mother, Aria, the Luna, announced the room assignments. Every space in the three-story mansion was claimed. The top floor was the Alpha and Luna’s suite. The room next to it—the biggest, the most beautiful, with moonstones embedded in the walls to soothe a wolf’s soul—was for Chloe. Chloe’s father died ten years ago in the Blood Moon War. He sacrificed himself to save my brother, Jasper. After that, my family adopted her. The whole pack treated her like a hero’s orphan, protecting her at all costs. I traced the blueprints with my finger. Room by room. My name wasn't there. I asked my mother. She paused, then spoke in that gentle, matter-of-fact ton