The Orphans Novels & Stories

Heaven knows what she hates most: children, unbearable trouble. After two hours, Fiona finally got Shelly to the orphanage her friend recommended. Heart Orphanage is located on an unnamed hill on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by mountains and forests, almost isolated from the outside. It was difficult for Fiona to drive because it was getting dark, and many times she almost lost her way, making her angry. As soon as Fiona got there, Fiona pulled the mentally unstable Shelly out of the car and went to knock on the door.

Ora Cheme screamed urgently, "You still have eight minutes," the first person replied coldly to Ora Cheme and Autumn Ovis. "You..." Autumn Ovis gnash their teeth, but they are unable to stop them. "Take some clothing, Mom, and let's leave," I said. Autumn Ovis yanked Ora Cheme with gritted teeth. "No, I'm not going. What options do you have?" Ora Cheme has a lot of desperation in her eyes. They were orphans and widows with nowhere to go after Bard Ovis was apprehended.

In awe, I turn to Melanie and exclaim, "Oh my goddess, this place is so luxurious and fine. Who created such an orphanage for children? They must be incredibly kind-hearted." Melanie smiled warmly and replied, "You know, Mia, it's actually the triplet alphas of the Moon Claw Pack who created this orphanage. They are the ones behind this incredible place, and it's considered the biggest orphanage in the entire country." "Triplets? There are triplets in this country?" I asked surprised. How come I didn't know? "Of course! The formidable Alpha Triplets! You should see this trio! Total panty wetters!" Melanie began.

❈-❈-❈ Nadia had just finished her prayer when she remained seated on her prayer mat, praying to Allah that her son was safe. Tears filled her eyes as she longed for him. More than a month and a half had passed, yet Omar still had not appeared, nor had he even called her or sent any word. That period had felt like a hundred years to her. Every day, she waited for his return, but he never came. She couldn't understand how he could stay away for all this time without asking about her or missing her...

Besides, it was clearly deeply important to him; he had mentioned his dad taught him how to use them, and that was literally the only time he had ever brought up his parents in the two months we've known each other. ​I found myself wondering if they were terrible parents like mine, or at the very least, a little bit better. They had to be, he actually actively mentioned them, even if it was just that one time. I always portrayed myself as an orphan because, in truth, that was essentially what I was. ​"So, these aren't all of them, but they're my absolute favorites, so it's okay," Lucian says, his voice overflowing with a nerdy excitement as he walks back into the room carrying a sleek, black

Offering comfort as she tenderly strokes her hair and kisses her forehead. I knelt beside the pair. “You have a mommy and a daddy, Ora. They just live very far away.” Then I thought for a second. Why today of all days is Ora talking about this? “Ora, what happened that made you so upset?” Ora pulls away from Josie. “The kids at school were calling me names. They called me an orphan just because I lived with my aunties. That my mommy and daddy didn’t want me when I was a baby because I was so ugly. Orphan Ora, they called me.”

This had been a terrible idea. “Do you mind holding Charlotte?” Gaia asked, already running to organize the kids for storytime. Mechanically, I nodded and took the one-year-old in my arms. She sucked her fingers and looked at me inquisitively. Gaia sang out for storytime, and the kids instantly obeyed. I sat down, feeling the weight of Charlotte in my arms as Gaia told the story. The orphanage was beautiful, filled with new toys, books, and plenty of spaces for the kids. Alpha Ansel was very generous in donating funds when Gaia told him about her passion for helping orphans.

I was brought up in an orphanage. Four years ago, the night before my eighteenth birthday, I had gazed in the mirror, muttering to myself, Two more days… and I'll find you. I had no one, no family.A rough knock snapped me out of my reverie.Opening the door, I saw the orphanage head in front of me, her face inscrutable."Come on," she said. "We're bringing you to a pack. Congratulations, you now have a home."I wasn't even afforded the opportunity to collect my few items—not that I possessed much.Outside was a truck. As I got into it, the headmistress gave her last statement, lacking warmth. "You will be an omega in the pack. Do your work well, or they'll expel you. "

At least for now. "Look at them! Where are they all going?!" a not so subtle voice came out from the little ones. Though most of them looked innocent enough but the tattered clothes and the dark muddy stains on their bodies were caked permanently on every part of their skin. These were the unfortunate orphans who were lured into service by some of the crooked spirits of humanity. They'd beg on the streets and earn several pity for currency and get the resulting alms of a few kind souls in the way just to be able to fill their quota for the day.

From the first look, they really don't look like siblings, not even relatives. "Well, you sure heard about the term Royal Orphans?" Saint sat down beside them. "Yes. What about it?" Raze answered, recalling a scene from yesterday. "Oh, you are orphans, right?" "Yes and you're now a part of this family. According to Mom, Queen Amanda, we are survivors of the deforestation and forest fire happened 20 years ago. She also added that we came from different regions and brought here by Dad, King Vulture. We grew up together and not until now, our family welcomed two members," he explained while smiling fondly.