Gang Orca Quirk Novels & Stories

Was the fucking thing grinning at him? He whipped out his chopper, an eight-inch Afrikaner Bowie his uncle brought back from the Boer War, and drove it into the thing’s temple. Or tried to. True to his prediction, the creature blocked the knife-wielding arm with its left forearm, stepped inside his guard and delivered a teeth-rattling uppercut that lifted Quincy off his feet.

Yorick says, looking at his father for confirmation. “He hasn’t approached me, but he never took another mate after his mate died and he only has the one daughter who is also mated. So, yeah, you’re going to need a Gamma,” Warren says. “Maybe ...” I begin. “No!” Quirin says. When I look up, I see he’s focused on our conversation. I realize he was talking to me. “I need a Gamma more than you do,” he growls. Yorick begins laughing. “Lila is terrified of you. She’ll never agree to moving to your pack, Quirin. Too bad.”

I closed my eyes when a sudden quake happened and a loud unexplainable slit appeared in front of the room nearest to us. Of course that ruined the moment, but what I'm most afraid of is that monsters suddenly went out of the slit when the quake stopped. Ellie came eye to eye with the humanoid pig-like monster, well there is actually a proper name for it, an Orc. Suddenly my glasses vibrated, and a notification appeared on my inbox. [A new quest had arrived: Defeat the Upcoming Monster Mob]

I can make this work, as everyone knows it is impossible for eyes to recover fast unless you have a mod there, which of course got banned. I don't know when they will take the ban away, but I have to maintain my act till that....., huh? My grandpa was fantastic at stuff like this. After all, he must have seen and learned from his dad when he used to escape from the eyes of the Denver family. [Ben, I forgot to say the species of Oreo; the report arrived two days after you went into coma. Oreo is a black sabre-toothed tiger, one of the very ancient gene and rarest mutated beasts found in the world.

Graycort. “Considering I didn’t find out about it until recently, and they’ve apparently been together since before Rayan went off to college?” Mrs. Graycort responded. “Exactly,” Mom said. I looked over to where they were sitting with Nate’s mom and her sister. The two sisters were trying to hold back their laughter. “I’m just wondering why Nancy’s kids are sniffing around Sue and Rina,” my dad grumbled. Laughter peeled out of my mom’s mouth. “Oh, Harry. They’re wolves. Sniffing is what they do.”

The mana in the core and the mana in the bones and claws knew each other well and had worked together before. This was the remnant spirit of the Diamond Scaled Ferocious Ground Dragon that was in Gin's war hammer. Gin swung his hammer up and a fist made of rubble rose and hit the High Orc, sending him flying. The Orc was over 20ft tall and heavy, Gin could only hit him a few hundred feet into the air with his full strength. A metal axe formed in the air and slammed the Orc back into the ground, destroying several huts inside the fortress.

Oren let out a low growl as she fought to stand, shaking her head as she prepared to charge again. “This thing is going to regret pissing me off.” Oren hissed. She charged forward again. The creature spun around, trying to peg us with its spikes. Oren was quick on her feet, dodging its spiked back. She ducked down and snapped at its leg. She grabbed ahold of it and dragged it out from underneath it. The creature screamed as it fell to the ground. Oren didn’t give it a second to react. Reaching for one of its clawed hands and biting into it. She shook until it snapped off.

She gestures to me. “Fine, but please understand I didn’t want to say because I wasn’t sure how you were going to take it. Gia WILL be here, but she didn’t look good.” I raise my hand to stop her from speaking. “Before you ask, I don’t know what happened. When the Oracle showed me her vision, I only saw bits and pieces of the fight, and in one of those pieces, I saw a brunette woman injured. That’s all I know. The other part of that was we suspect they have an A****n and are somehow using her to make shewolves more fertile.”

Orion went through the enchantment, followed by Amora and Nicholas. The creature in front of me turned to see the commotion, letting out a heavy breath. “More disturbances,” he whispered to himself. He finally turned to me to answer my long-awaited question. “I’m Sugha son of Eman,… an Orc.”

Yorick says, looking at his father for confirmation. “He hasn’t approached me, but he never took another mate after his mate died and he only has the one daughter who is also mated. So, yeah, you’re going to need a Gamma,” Warren says. “Maybe ...” I begin. “No!” Quirin says. When I look up, I see he’s focused on our conversation. I realize he was talking to me. “I need a Gamma more than you do,” he growls. Yorick begins laughing. “Lila is terrified of you. She’ll never agree to moving to your pack, Quirin. Too bad.”