Claimed By The Orc Prince Novels & Stories

"Meet my sons. Crown Prince Gideon and Prince Tobias." The princes bowed. Just enough to be respectful. Not enough to show deference. Gideon's smile was all teeth. Tobias didn't smile at all. "And this," Matthias continued, "is my son. Crown Prince Orion of Camelot." "Ah." King Odin's eyes lit with interest. "Prince Orion. The warrior prince. Your reputation precedes you. They say you've never lost a battle." "They say many things." Orion's voice was flat. "Indeed they do."

The Fairy’s Dragon Guardian Chapter 46: Wise King Crystal’s POV The Orc King is a wise man, or maybe it was because of our identities. He readily drank what we brought him, and his royal apothecary was checking his condition. I would be lying if I didn’t feel nervous at all. To tell the truth, I’ve been quite nervous since he drank the bowl of concoction, adding what I felt when he suddenly talked about my master. I didn’t know much about my master’s private life. She had stayed unmarried until her death and I have no idea if she used to have someone inside her heart as well.

"Some packs' territory has been seized by a group of rogues. It is said that their leader possesses some form of magic. Additionally, several packs have reached out to us for assistance." My heart tightened, and I immediately dropped to one knee, declaring in a resounding voice, "I am willing to eliminate those traitors for Your Highness!" The echoes of my voice filled the empty dungeon, while the flames burned silently. However, Prince Kral remained unresponsive. "... Your Highness?" I raised my head in confusion, catching a glimpse of Prince Kral's partially obscured face in the shadows. "But there is another matter," Kral spoke. His gaze was filled with uncertainty as he glanced at me.

Lots of hoaxes had been disseminated to cause hatred for non-humans. Edmund proved that the dragon prince was fighting against the demons. He also pointed out that the Elves, Dwarves, Fauns, Fairies, and Human-Beasts also fought together in the final fight. It wasn't easy to convince the knights not to believe the rumors that were circulating. However, because Duke Brighton, their lord, had already shown evidence and support to nonhuman beings, they had no other choice but to obey.

What’s more frightening than an orc with huge biceps? Intelligence. This specific orc can talk and understand human language. When it starts to grin, my skin starts to crawl. “So, pretty one, have you come here to offer yourself to me?”

She smiled salaciously at Jayce, hands on her slim hips and large brown eyes luminous in her sharp face. "Have you come for a mount, Prince, or just to pay me a long overdue visit." Her eyes slid past him to his companions and her grin narrowed mischievously. "I have to admit to never participating in an orgy with Halflings, are they as insatiable as the rumors say they are?" He could feel the glare aimed at his back. Of course the stable master would have been one of the few women to ever grace his bed. He sighed internally, refraining from rolling his eyes skyward. "A carriage, actually."

“You are mine, and it is your blood that I will lick from my teeth when this is finished.” Barely a moment passes before the prince responds, throwing himself as far from Sinclair’s grasp as he can as Sinclair takes a mighty swipe at him, the claws growing from the edges of his fingertips as he moves. A chase begins, with the Prince moving away from Sinclair as quickly as he can and shifting as he goes. Sinclair gives chase like lightening, taking his own gigantic wolf form to face the prince’s.

The Prince said with a pause “I want the girl and I will have the girl, or is the request too much for you.” “N-n-no your highness it just wasn’t expected that’s all.” The request surprised him too, he never came here with the intention of going back with a slave, it was a mere chore visiting the blood bank system but after seeing the strange violet eyed girl and tasting her blood, he knew he had to have her for himself.

He didn't like that Alaric was winning. 'That's it, Thorin. Beat his a$$!' I told him, and he quickened his speed until Alaric came down and raced to the ground. We were shoulder-to-shoulder, and we could see the tip of the mountain. "I am going to beat your, a$$, King Thorin!" Prince Alaric said with pride. Huh! That would never happen. Until we were almost there, and we both finished the race at the same time. "D*mn, that was a good one!" Prince Alaric uttered as he touched Thorin's back.

“Oh, but you do know him, don’t you? This scheming little shifter had high ambitions, Your Majesty. She tracked down the Crown Prince during his mission and gave him a deadly aphrodisiac. She has been holding him captive with her magic for weeks.” “That’s not true!” I shout desperately. “I’ve never seen the Crown Prince before in my life! And I don’t know any magic beyond basic herb work!” Lady Zari shakes her head, her expression perfectly crafted to show grief and righteous anger. “I have proof, Your Majesty. Witnesses. Evidence of her sorcery. Her own pack is aware of her intentions. I can even bring forward human witnesses.” The King’s face is a mask of barely controlled fury. “You dared