Novel & Cerita Female Orc

My attention was drawn to vintage portraits and masterpieces, which were almost barely discernible by dirt and grime. I began taking a cautious stride forward while manually trying to calculate the floorboard's sturdiness. Then, with my bare fingers, I slowly and carefully brushed away the cobwebs obscuring the portrait, enabling me to see what the photo had to say. It was a photo of a woman and a child, theoretically a mother and daughter. With her brown and wavy hair, the woman strongly resembles a Goddess of Beauty intricately crafted in the form of a human. But there was just something disturbing and unnerving about her gaze that made the strands on my shoulders and the back of my neck s

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

One word popped up in his head, [Orcs! This world had Goblins, so why not Orcs? He tried to remember everything he could about Orcs from his previous world. There were some discrepancies between western fantasy and eastern fantasy when it came to Orcs. Eastern fantasy usually depicted Orcs as big pig like humanoids. However in western fantasy, especially Tolkien, Orcs were corrupted Elves. [Tusks are more of a pig feature, but other than that she was pretty humanoid. If it wasn't for her bulging muscles mixed with excessive fat in some areas, she could even be somewhat attractive.] Having this thought made Will shudder even more, having lived in a civilized world, the very idea of forcing hi

They are considered lesser, tainted beings and even lower than them, are the fallen elves and the beast, as they call every other race. “Also, the lack of divine mana in your body has a particular side effect. The light your body naturally produces because of it is lost and your skin and hair turn darker. That is why I did not believe you even for a second.” With a smug expression, she looked back into the forest. This was all a convoluted way of teaching me a lesson. “I will study more from now on, Mother.” Instinctively, I apologized once again. “There is another thing I wanted to discuss with you. After all, you are turning twenty next year.

They are the monsters that disturb the balance of Pandora. The hierarchy of Orcs. Gargantula- orc demon king. Gorgons- orcs in command Orcs-soldiers I just closed the book. The complicated thing is that even monsters have a hierarchy. And their names are weird. Gargantula, just like a tarantula. Gorgon, that's Medusa, right? Aish, I'm getting tired of thinking about things I shouldn't be aware of. I put the book back on the shelf and walked out, but I felt like I was stoned when I saw Gen staring at me.

"I'm not going to do anything. You see, goblins don't have any females in their ranks. They procreate by breeding with other females of different species, and like I said before I lost a lot of good soldiers today and I need to grow my army. You might not be able to produce any children yet, but I doubt that they won't try to have their way with you. For now, we will just keep you alive until you can. The other women here have been producing young goblins for us for a while now." Fenrir couldn't believe what he was hearing. 'This is fucked up on so many levels. If I don't save her, she is going to be tortured. But there are too many for me to take on. There must be at least fifty goblins her

Buildings stood neatly arranged across the grounds, their architecture elegant but strong, built with purpose and there were lots of people moving about working, talking and training. My eyes narrowed slightly when i realised a vast majority of them were women. I blinked, that couldn’t be right. I leaned closer to the window. No, it was right. The majority of wolves I could see were female. Dressed in different ways, some in simple attire, some in maid/servant clothing, others in more fitted clothing, moving with a confidence that suggested they were far from helpless. It was unexpected and strange. “Why are there so many women here?” I asked without turning.

Grulak’s huge hands gripped Torvald’s hips hard enough to bruise as he used the king like a sleeve for his monstrous cock. Torvald came first with a broken shout, his cock pulsing and shooting thick ropes across the furs while his hole spasmed violently around the invasion. The intense clenching pushed Grulak over the edge. The orc roared and buried himself to the hilt, flooding Torvald’s insides with huge, powerful spurts of thick orc cum. The volume was staggering, load after heavy load pumped deep inside until it gushed out around the massive cock still buried in him.

But if someone on either side went to the other side's territory to make trouble, he or she deserved to die. After traveling for an hour, they arrived at an area that was still under repair. The entire district was covered with a layer of a little choking smoke and dust. Xiao Chen noticed that many of the people who worked outside looked very strange. Some of them had bear heads, while others had wolf claws. All of them seemed to have infinite power. In shock, Xiao Chen asked, "Who are they?" "They are Orcs," Yang Qing said lightly. "Orcs?" Xiao Chen felt very strange. He had never seen such a race in the Five Continents. Was it also a race from ancient times?

Their eyes glowed a sickly green, their faces twisted in grotesque smiles. The furies. They had found me. Terror surged through me, freezing me in place. I tried to scream, but no sound came out. My body refused to move, paralyzed by the sheer weight of their presence. The furies advanced, their whispers filling the air around me, wrapping around me like chains. “Ava… you belong to us now…” “No…” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I don’t… I don’t belong to you…” But the furies only laughed again, their voices dripping with malice. “Oh, but you do… Your soul is ours…”