Novel & Cerita Fantasy Orc

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

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

he says happily, as I watch him open one of the gigantic double doors to my left. Inside I could see the beautiful lush deep purple rugs, and the fabrics, and amazing furniture some of which I have never seen the likes of anything before. Beautifully carved into wood, you could see the different dogs….or where they wolves perhaps….and mythical creatures, I see a person with wings..? A fairy? Dragons, and mermaids, all of these creatures, are mythical, they don’t exist.

When she moved, the dress shimmered like it was covered in hundreds of dew drops. It was time to go. Niamh left her room and descended the staircase. There at the bottom, stood Lorcan. He looked every inch an Elven king, His raven-black hair was loose and smooth, contrasting dramatically with the forest-green robe he was wearing. Golden thread bordered the cuffs and neck of the floor-length robe. On his head sat a crown of twisted branches. Never had an elflord looked more noble, more kingly, than Locarn did at that moment.

Taking a deep breath in through his nose and exhaling out through his mouth to calm himself, he took a good look at his opponent, not having seen an orc before he was not really sure what he was looking at in terms of strengths and weaknesses, all he could see was the beast had black matted hair on its scalp, a broad forehead that was seeping green blood from the blow it suffered from colliding with his sword that almost hid its small red eyes, and a large jaw that held gigantic teeth that looked to be at least two inches long, a very short neck before the body started into a very muscular upper torso and short thin legs, overall, a strange beast. ‘Be wary young one, this is an orc feral, th

Maria pointed her eyes towards the angry orc, dissatisfaction written on his face when something odd began to occur. "Ria, look at its forearm!" Richard yelled out in alarm as Maria pointed her transformed ruby eyes on the orc and saw a series of glowing black tattoos appear on its robust forearm. Moments later, Richard and Maria stood there stunned to see the orc’s hand had somehow managed to grow back. Snatching his weapon from the severed hand that lay resting on the ground, the orc growled. The orc raised its battle-ax, ready to smash Richard and Maria with it when Richard yet again protected them using the same attack from before. The strength of the orc was taking a toll on Richard, wh

One orc says. “I want hunt food. Hungry.” Another one grunts in anger. A smacking sound follows. “Ouch! Stop. Pain…” The complaining of the first orc clearly heard. Cleo nods to Caspian and the others in silent conversation. So, Alirion has enlisted the services of these orcs. What were they promised by the sneaky fairy? Caspian signals to their group to surround the arguing orcs. It appears there are just three of them in sight. They can handle this easily.

At the end of the ceremony, he and all the other goblins bowed down to Ahmet and swear to serve him. This new deity was known all over the continent. The appearance of the red moon is evidence of the evolution of a creature, and the aura he unleash was felt by everyone. This led to the gathering of all the goblins villages around his village and pledge allegiance to him, and from here the kingdom of the Orcs was born.

*********************************************************** Characters Orni Patel A beautiful teenager with 5'3" height, flawless skin tone and petite body figure. She has deep brown eyes and the cute bangs of her hair make her cuter. She is reading in a nearby high school and lives with her father in a simple house. She lost her mother at an early age and after that, her father became her mother & father both. She is a sweet and soft-hearted girl with every moral value. She is innocent like an angel and can't tolerate violence. She loves to draw realistic art and has a dream of becoming a famous artist someday. She loves to dance as well. Specifically, she loves classical dance and she is

I peered my gaze at the six-foot figure that I had bumped into and failed to register what I had felt. The figure wasn't Alpha Benna. He had dark eyes that had a faint orange glow to them. The glow wasn't that bright, and I was sure no one could see it from afar. A frustrated voice, calling me a whore, told me I should stop whatever I was doing and jarred me from my trance. "Hail the demon; take me with you to hell. I'm ready to burn eternally in your clutches rather than this man's." I dropped to my knees and begged the tall man, who squinted his brows in confusion.