The Orphan Keeper Novels & Stories

After what happened with my parents, Alpha Luther kept me shielded from anything that might cause me any more trauma. The pack cells are damp and dark and with only one small barred window at the end of the row of ten cells, five a side, the putrid smell lingers thickly. I can taste the decay with every inhale but hide the disgust on my face. This place isn’t meant to be comfortable, I have to remind myself. Heaven knows how many lives he has taken, how many orphans this one creature is responsible for making. There is a sickening sound of crunching bones as Alpha Luther commands the rogue to shift, but he fights it. Even when one of the warriors douses him in a bucket of diluted wolfsbane,

"Why would a respected professor assault someone like that? What, is she blind to her own condition?" "A compulsive gambler isn't a good person. The police should really investigate her." "This housekeeper is terrifying. No one will dare hire her again." "So this whole performance was just to scam money to pay off loan sharks?" Just as netizens were verbally tearing into the mother and daughter, the paternity test results came out. A staff member named Evan Brooks walked into the hall, holding the report. When he looked up and saw the nude photos, he awkwardly lowered his head.

Nobody had possessed the grace to look past the widespread destruction, past the rampaging monster, and past the existential fear to see the agonizing hurt buried underneath. Aurora began crying openly, her silver light pulsing softly. Suddenly, she understood the architecture of the beginning. The Keeper was not a warrior destined to tilt the scales, nor were they a ruler meant to command the gods. The Keeper was a witness. They were the guardian of primordial balance, the one tasked with remembering what everyone else forgot. Including forgiveness. Luca stood at the dead center of the Source, watching, listening, and learning as the ancient truths settled into his mind.

More jewels and gowns than I could count. Every night he needed me, I’d put on whatever lacy thing he picked out. We’d have sex. Five years. 999 times. There were moments—his sweat dripping on my forehead, his soft breaths inside me, the way he’d look at me—when I let myself dream he loved me. Then the video dropped. Him. On the street. Kissing another woman. I knew the truth. He was my keeper, not my lover. Everyone laughed. They couldn't wait to see me lose my mind, begging him to keep me.

I stood slowly holding Evanara carefully and I turned my back my right to leave. "The Keeper's will must be done!" She screamed somewhere behind me,causing me to snap my head to the right as she headed towards us with the sharp edge of the staff aiming at Evanara. For some reason,I feared for Evanara's life. Perhaps it was my child's life I was worried for. Before she buried the staff into Evanara's tightly covered head,Orien stopped her by burying his sword into her chest. There were screams and gasps from the crowd as the head Keeper fell went still. Her listless eyes staring at me.

“Who?” “He was also cursed by the witch back then. I think he broke his. Alexander was drunk one night and he slipped up. I caught the name.” I grabbed his hand. “Who?” “The Keeper,” he said quietly. My brows drew together. “Who?” “Lorgan Crossman,” he sighed. “Drunken Moose. You remember him, right?” I froze. That madman? That filthy drunk? He’s the Keeper? Higher than the Order. Even higher than Lorenzo?

"To keep that from happening, every Keeper has a Protector who has the ability to calm their Keeper's emotion and will have the duty to protect their assigned Keeper. Protectors are born in any bloodline and still have their bloodline's supernatural traits." "At the age of 6, Elaine found her Protector. Sawyer Parker, a werewolf, brave, kind, and selfless. Together with Sawyer, Elaine met 2 other friends. Sophie Rhodes and Malcolm Suarez. They all became friends. Elaine married Sawyer a few years later and the other two married each other afterward."

Right, I forgot that he is in charge of that, since we had opened an orphanage for the kids that lost their parents through a rogue attack or just being abandoned after being born we give them in the house to stay until they could get adopted or graduate college, they have a choice to stay with us or go somewhere else to make their own life. Believe it or not, some parents, after they give birth to their pups, would immediately say that they don't want the pups, and that’s why we have opened a place for them to feel safe and protected until they find a lovely family to live with. Arlo being the one in charge of the Orphanage is not a surprise because his best friend grew up in the Orphanage

“It was fine. But even if I don’t have a fiancée, I would have rejected your offer. Your son is an excellent man. Being paired with a former detainee like me would only bring him down, for sure.” Baroness Yohan cupped her own face and exhaled deeply. “When you meet my son, you know he is not like that. Is there anything you wanted to inquire about?’” “Then may I ask you what you know about the orphanage, Headmistress?” Although it was not what the Baroness actually meant, she just put her hands down and sat erectly. “The orphanage of Mod’evord is managed by Madame Oprah, the wife of a blue collar officer, the owner of the maidservant you named Billie, and one of the officers who is demoted t