Humans Are Space Orcs Novels & Stories

We both ordered our food and waited for it to arrive. "What's it like being an elf?" Adria questions me quietly. I lean back and think about it and shrug. "Same as you being a human, it just is, we are basically the same with different ears and a much longer life span," I chuckle at her crinkled brows. "'You're the same as humans below your waistline as well?" she asks, her cheeks pink. I laughed loudly and nodded, watching her turn redder. Her eyes remained turned down and I smiled at her curiosity.

When that purple sun in the sky was no longer a star but had transformed into a gigantic mechanical eye watching over the entire solar system, a strange shiver ran through my chest as thousands of mechanical humans resembling Lucas rose from the ocean and knelt before me. There was no familiar warmth in their eyes—only the burning fire of war. They were Lucas’s ‘backup army,’ created beneath the surface of Mars over the past ten years for a final battle.

As for the humans and the halflings ,who betrayed their Watcher fraternity, we don't need to do much about them. They would never survive with enough supply of oxygen in the outer space. Theirs will be a very painful end, like they deserve. " There was pin drop silence in the room after the humanoids were done with their demonstration. Even the Watcher Head had sunk back in his chair with awe and amazement. The voice on the other side crackled as he finally applauded what he heard. " Bravo! Bravo! What a brilliant plan. On spot thinking, reasoning with the problems and then dealing with it with least possible effort, amazing.

Besides, there were no pirates who would die unyieldingly. What surprised Christine most was that Knight Eric Bernard had actually brought back a pair of twin fox girls. (According to the setting of this book) Orcs are what humans call them. Internally they call themselves 'Beasts' and are divided into dozens and hundreds of small races such as Lionmen, Tigermen, Leopardmen, Foxmen, Catmen and Rabbitmen.

The glamour spell the rogues had cast kept even the Orcs away. More humans were here, hidden, and finding the rest of the women would be much easier since Creed found me and using the same hole he dug into. “Men, here!” Orion pointed to the hole Creed had created. Several Faes dropped in, carrying their swords, and the Orcs only followed. The Orcs were eager to find the rest of the humans. For that, I was grateful. I still felt terrible that the rest of the humans all had to suffer so much over the past month, even if they weren’t relatively nice to me.

"You can tell me. I promise, I won't judge. You can even be mean to me if you want. If that will fix this." "I don't want to be mean to you, that's the problem." My brow furrowed. "Well, you can be nice to me, too." I tried to give him a dazzling smile. By the look on his face, it fell short. "That is also the problem." "I don't think I'm getting it here. What about me exactly is the problem?" "You're human." "And orcs and humans can't have sex?" "Orcs don't have mates. We have sex. That's it. Done. We see, we fuck, we leave. Done."

It was an incredibly chilling sight. Orgh said as it laughed, "You humans really are simple-minded. You think whatever anyone lets you see is real. We've been in this space for so many years. We're no longer those demon spirit beasts that only know how to run away. "We've already gained intelligence no lower than humans. As long as we absorb enough blood, our abilities will improve! You see us as prey, and we see you as prey too!"

The Devourer itself. The true enemy was still coming. "Then we'd better get ready," Jack said, forcing strength into his voice. "Because they're going to find that Earth has changed. We're not the same species that cowered in caves. We're wolves now. All of us. And wolves don't run from predators." He looked around the room—at his battered, exhausted, triumphant pack. "They become them." In the depths of space, far beyond human perception, the wounded Harbinger reported its failure to its master.

They decided upon this after Gin's platoon found a map of the underground City. Gin and his team were dead tired. They were fighting a relentless horde of Orcs that were 14 ft tall with thick red skin and tusks like an elephant coming from their mouths. These fire-spitting energy beasts also had bodies that radiate heat. The temperature was so high that the platoon was seeing mirages. If it was not for the bodysuits keeping their body temperature low, they would have died from heatstroke.

Iver clarified and Magnus's eyes widened in disbelief at the general's response, and immediately his eyes snapped to Orion, who was leaning back in his seat with his fingers drumming repeatedly against the table in front of him as he listened wordlessly. "Alpha, surely you can't allow General Iver to carry out such precarious plans," the middle-aged man deadpanned, and the other four older chieftains nodded in consecutive agreement. Orion's steely gaze flitted across the room, heavy and intense, as he stroked his stubbled jawline. He wasn't worried about his general's plans, but he was more worried that the man underestimated the humans, and that was a big mistake on his part. "You underesti