Claimed By The Orc Prince Novels & Stories

"It's been a while since I last tamed you. You're getting too brave for my liking and I don't like that, not even a bit," I shivered from his threat. I couldn't move from the spot that I was. My eyes were getting watered with tears. Mason stretched his hand out to touch my face but a different hand stopped me. I turned my head to see it was Hunter who was looking at Mason murderously. "Prince Charming is here to save the day. Ooh, he's not on a fucking horse" Mason mocked. Hunter nodded at me, assuring me everything was fine now. "Move away, Princess, please,"

"I'm guessing that Pux has finally made his move and is disrupting the dark faerie circle. Before we followed you here, we saw the Warrior and several others burst into the room we were in and then, oh boy, the fight began." "I'm Drimzie, by the way," the first gnome said. "That over there be Pyke." "And that down there be a captured prince," Pyke said, holding his belly and laughing again. Renny turned to the prince, her eyes narrowed as anger coursed through her. "You tried to kill me," she said.

she lied “What personal work could you possibly have? It’s all for the Prince after all, the more I think about him, the more I don’t like him” Ore blabbered punching the chunk of meat in front of her “I think you should focus on the meat in front of you before you yourself turn to a dead meat” Alexa cautioned her and Elora snorted “I will be on my way then” she announced and left for the door “I honestly don’t like the Prince for anything, his good looks is just a waste to such a nasty personality” Ore gritted and slammed the small axe in her hand on the meat cutting it the wrong way

Kaelric wasn't intimidated by tense power dynamics as fights never ensued during an auction—but a king's body would be found cold on his way back. The Orc Lord spat on the ground, wiping the back of his hand over his mouth, “Ten thousand pure gold coins!” He said more in a challenging tone than an offer. The cave remained silent for a second and no one else made a higher bid. “The s-sword goes to Lord Orc, for ten t-thousand gold coins.” The globin declared and Lord Orc stood to his bare feet, beating his chest in triumph. He marched to the front, dropping a satchel of coins and the globin only fiddled its weight to confirm the amount. Lord Orc lifted the sword to the air, “Time to slay thy

Everyone watched with horror as the creature crumbled to the ground, the blade cutting the creature into four segments as if it just sliced through ordinary meat. It was known that Orcs had thick skin that was impervious to the ordinary blade, no wonder the prince had infused part of his magic into it. Hence, all of the soldiers had a slack jaws as the prince walked over to them with his gleaming eyes that spoke of mischief as he said, "I see some people do miss me, after all. Isn't that amazing?" There were muffled grunts and clearing of throats as each soldier composed himself. They did not care about the prince, the scene had only taken them by surprise.

I haven't seen him since the day he gave me a ride on his dragon. King Uther hugs me and says, "Is this the little girl who asked for a ride on a dragon when she was little?" I said, "Yes sire, my name is Chloe." He said, "I remember. You have grown into a beautiful woman. I'm detecting some magic." I blush and say, "Yes sire, I am an oracle. I was born with the gift, but Queen Winnie trained me to use my powers." King Uther said, "Well, you are a treasure, indeed. You are well protected here." I smiled and said, "I feel very safe here." Ugh! My cheeks always betray me. I'm not crazy about everyone knowing that my powers, but I know that any ally of our pack is safe.

Leaving the burned land, We are monving toward another place. The prince says we need about another week to go toward that place. Because we can’t get any supply from the city, we must hunt and forage the forest near our camp. If not doing that, we’ll starve. Because i’ve decided to became serious, i then telling the prince about my plan. He was surprised at first and faithfully following my command. The reason is because I found the trace of orcs. It means we’ll had to battle those female knight lover on our way or when we hunting and foraging later.

Then, through the trees, a column of riders appeared—black silhouettes against the crimson light. The villagers poured into the square, whispering prayers. At the front rode a man who seemed carved from shadow itself. His armor was etched with runes that pulsed faintly red, and a long cloak flowed behind him like smoke. His face was half hidden by a hood, but his eyes caught the moonlight—crimson, cold, and alive. “The Dark Prince,” someone breathed. “He’s real.” The man dismounted, the air itself seeming to bow away from him. His gaze swept the crowd. “By order of the Crown,” he said, voice low but carrying. “We seek the girl born under the Blood Moon.”

His voice, steady and resolute, broke the silence, "Creature of legend, you shall elude us no longer. In the name of honor and the boundless spirit of Nortdoc, I challenge you to face your destiny." The snow werecat let out a guttural growl, a sound that seemed to reverberate through the very core of the forest. With lightning speed, it lunged at the prince, claws poised to strike. The clash was swift and fierce, the hunters battling the mythical creature with a harmony born of countless hunts and shared camaraderie.

He took off the headsets and glared at me. "What? Did I not make it clear that I wouldn't let you access anything in here?" He asked, frustration pressing in his voice. I went straight to the introduction. "I am Alpha Maseno, the alpha of this kingdom," I said confidently, trying to assert my authority. "I want those videos for the safety and well-being of my people." His eyes widened in shock as he struggled to rise from his chair and bowed his head. "I am sorry, Alpha. I didn't know who you were. I am sorry." I nodded, understanding his sudden change in demeanor.