Hobbit Oc Novels & Stories

Alpha Phillip said calmly as he left the room leaving Penelope on the floor with tears streaming down her face thinking about how unfortunate her life was and all because she was born an omega. The birth of an omega was highly unusual and frowned upon. It was believed they were of little to no value to the community and therefore irrelevant. It had been over a hundred years since an omega had been born into the kingdom of Enchantia and at this, they were believed to be a myth however this was about to change.

He quietly went in that direction followed by the others, while the soldiers were helplessly looking for him below the small cliff we were standing on. CRACK. I was planning on following after the others, when I unexpectedly stepped on a dry branch. I cursed under my breath and bit my lip when I saw that the orcs were already heading in my direction. “Who’s there? Show yourself!” …… [A/N: Olma is apple in Uzbek according to G****e Translate. Please don’t come at me if I am wrong T_T]

Hector snarled, his voice rough but filled with rage as he tried to push himself up. “Hector—no!” I gasped, reaching for him as he staggered slightly, his body barely holding itself together. He stumbled dangerously and My heart nearly stopped. Thorin laughed. It was a low, mocking sound that made my blood boil. “This is your beloved Alpha?” he said, glancing down at Hector with clear disappointment. “I really expected more Hector, im disappointed.” I clenched my fists. “I heard you were strong,” Thorin continued casually. “But a single blade and you’re already falling apart? This is going to be easier than I thought.”

’ I shouted through the link, hoping he would hear me. ‘Understood.’ A single world that held power, comfort, and strength. I ripped my veil off and pulled a charm from my top. Whispering the release incantation, I tossed it in the air. A thick mist fell upon the entire area and Theoden roared in rage. "We shall take back what is ours. We will not bend to a monster." I shouted clearly, letting power ooze into my voice. Letting my words travel to my own pack members too.

But near the north door, there is a stairway going up but it's blocked by rubble. Marika runs and opens the northern door and gasps. The light of my lantern streams into the doorway and revealed a huge, muscled monster stooping over. He holds a massive spiked club in one hand and a melon-sized rock on the other hand. It's an Ogre. The Ogre smiles a jagged tooth grin, “I've been expecting you. I am your humble king, Gobler.”

Out wobbles a hurt looking Anthony, he had blood dripping down his face, what looks like a hurt arm and well like I said, looking wobbly. "Freya come here we need to leave" he says, gesturing for me to come over to him with his hand, the guy puts the phone to his ear.

"Wouldn't being our leader be helpful? Not that Liam is doing a bad job, but he's an orc. He doesn't have any power. It will be too easy to lose his position." "Oh..." I was finally starting to see how it all worked. I needed to be in charge because, apparently, I had more power than anyone else here. I looked around the bar. "What can you do?" She gave me a quizzical look. "You look human, but you are part something else. What is it?" "Oh, I'm a hobgoblin." I frowned. "I can run really fast." "Oh. Cool." She smiled then stared at me expectantly. "Oh, right." I tightened my fingers around her hand. "Here you go."

He replied. “OMW so I can breathe underwater now! That’s so awesome.” I sarcastically cheered. “It only lasts two Dolhq months then it will wear off.” “Right and let me guess you are a secret spy or a mad scientist that just somehow got hold of this serum that doesn’t exist.”

Sammy asked, setting his well-worn copy of The Hobbit in his lap. “Just tired, sweetheart.” I smiled reassuringly at him. “How are you?” “Well, Bilbo just found the ring, so you can imagine.” My smile pulled wider. “Yes, I can,” I laughed. “Have you got to the riddles yet?” Sammy rolled his eyes fondly, then quoted, “’What have I got in my pocket?’” He shook his head. “No wonder Gollum wanted to eat him.” “I haven’t read for fun in years,” I said wistfully. “Not on my own. Not since I…”

I could smell his fear. As I turned the corner, ax resting on my shoulder, he screamed. "AHHHH, THE MINOTAUR!!" I stopped myself from rolling my eyes. He looked about my age, though I was already seven feet tall and over three hundred pounds, unlike a human my age. Playing up the monster role I've been given, I let out a loud, angry bellow. Hippophorbas went wide-eyed and tried to scramble back.