My Orc Novels & Stories

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

He had also sent the same information to Ryley and some other friends who were around as he set on the journey of looking for the threat. Zander shuffled through various places before he stopped at the back gate! "Oh my... Fuck me! What the heck is this!" He murmured. Because there he invented something he had never predicted to find. It was (what he could see) 'An Orc' a bald green disgusting looking monster who had long fangs growing from the bottom of his wide mouth that covered half of his face, his eyes were pure black slant shaped without any whites and two horns on his forehead. Zander was thrilled to see his flat nose bleeding with some violet colour liquid that he assumed as his blo

He stared at each one, and they all nodded, except for me, who made it clear that I was furious at being kept in the dark. “What a lack of etiquette to involve me in a meeting where the only one who doesn't know what it's about, King Lycan, is your Luna!” I growled loudly, ferocious, and impatient. “Control yourself, she-wolf!” The Alpha shouted, raising an eyebrow, making my wolf shrink within me. “Elara, did you get the stones forged by the orcs?” “Orcs?” I raised my eyebrows, intrigued. “They are creatures descended from ogres; they don't have the same size or fury, but their strength and cunning are equal to those of their ancestors!” Oliver explained subtly and courteously. “I didn't kn

Those cockroaches were still crawling on her feet. VR again questioned but gotten no answer. He also noticed that her begging and screaming has stopped. Everything is silent inside the room and he became worried. Opening the door he noticed that Orni has lost consciousness because of fear. *************************************** Orni woke up from her sleep feeling some feathery touches all over her face. She felt like something is running all over her face. Remembering those cockroaches her eyes got shot opened and she started screaming. " Shoo.....Shoo...... Go away from me," Orni screamed shooing away those cockroaches. She is still feeling like those insects are crawling all over her body

“Where?” “I don’t exactly remember the name, but it is situated a few miles away from here, and Spraggins Corporation runs it. I heard it is the best orphan in the city. It provides every facility for children. They have large bedrooms, toys, swimming pools, clothes, and food. And they even educate the kids.” He glanced at the building before meeting my eyes. “I’m happy for them. They got rid of this hellhole. They were freed from those evil souls.” My brows snapped together in confusion. “What are you talking about, Ronan?”

The latter found himself on all fours after the impact of many blades on his back and raised his head with a shrill cry like a wolf to the moon. Ragnar hastily pulled up the rope he was holding after he dropped the hanging bar and spotted among the hanging objects the longest and broadest animal spine that still had long, curved and sharp ribs. He swung several times to reach the huge carcass and hoisted himself up on it with a little effort. He glanced quickly below him and to the ground, he saw the giant who was on all fours, being tortured by the girl and crying to death. The colossus was right in the middle of the room, below the gigantic spine on which the little hunchback stood proudl

Since a spider has 8 legs, whereas, this monster had 16 legs. The soldiers said that it was a hybrid monster known as Mustang Spider. Its colored dark green skin was as hard as steel. The soldier requested to change the route. Not even they could manage to kill it with ease. They might be able to kill it, but for sure, some of them would fall victim to the monster.. That monster was rank C+. Monsters in this rank are also known as 'Wanderer'. Because they usually wander around the place, hunting for enemies. Every time they kill their prey they become stronger. And they had the ability to summon mobs of the same race as them.

Kaelric could endure one or two insults from the Gryphon king but when Lord Orc spoke, it aroused a revolting disgust from the depths of his gut. “At least he lives for decades. How old is he now? Three hundred years?” Alpha Thane of Wolfblood chided Lord Orc's statement in a calm tone, his windless demeanor exuding neither offense nor contentment. “Being alive for long doesn’t mean he’s immortal.” Lord Orc refuted, thick brows knotted together in a hardened scowl. “An arrow to his heart—” he smashed a fist on his right chest because, unlike other beings, a dragon's heart rests on the right side, “—and he’s dead.”

As Marcus walked away, Orion’s grip tightened just a fraction, not enough to hurt, but enough to anchor Noah in place. "You shouldn't bother Marcus with your travel dreams, Noah," Orion said, his tone smooth as velvet but cold as ice. "He’s a busy man." Noah pouted, a gesture that made his lips look incredibly lush and pink. He turned fully toward Orion, completely unaware of the possessive fire burning in the younger man’s eyes. To Noah, Orion was still the sweet little boy who used to follow him around, now he just happened to be a 6'4" titan.

I managed to defend Vlad from two orcs who were wisely attacking in a combo motion. Vlad was right; they are a little smarter than I give them credit for. One orc tried to smash Vlad with his stone-like weapon from the left while the other tried to punch Vlad from the right with his woodlike hatchet. I swiftly chomped the leg of the latter orc and instantly threw him away back outside the dome since the orc from the left was still having his sweet time lifting his heavy stone-like weapon. After I threw the first orc, I pounced on the second one and bit his heart out. It timingly landed in front of Vlad, and that must have given him an idea. He desperately instructed me to bring more orcs' he