Orc And Elf Novels & Stories

"I think we should." Alessa lifted her hand to produce a cerulean light. "I'll be creating a barrier to prevent voices from getting outside before we begin talking." The cerulean light spread wider and higher until it enveloped four grown elves inside. Once the light reached the ceiling, Alessa turned to look at Elfreda and Garry with an austere countenance that none had ever seen before.

Iliya smiled wholeheartedly as she set her eyes on her father and greeted with a bow, with two knees on the ground. Lord Eradnel stood with a smile, though he was old enough to be weak, his strength was as fresh as youth. The Lords of the Elves were blessed with a partial immortality, but so less so that there would always be new Lords. "What a pleasant surprise. Stand, my daughter, Legolas Elanaoragorn rejoices today. Come!" She rushed Into his arms and he kept her in his warm, loving and comforting bossom. "I have missed you so much, father"

As they ventured further into The Enchanted Realm, they began to notice subtle shifts in the balance of power within the realm itself. Elysia, Valen, and Elara observed that the energies around them seemed more attuned to their presence. The flora responded to Elysia's touch with a vibrant bloom, as if the very earth acknowledged her connection to nature. Valen's aura radiated with a palpable intensity, causing even the most ferocious creatures to hesitate in his presence. Elara's ethereal energy seemed to create ripples in th

Me-Any way I can change your mind. My-Lycan - Bruce was loyal until Caesar stole his mate. So should the king steal our mate. Me-Our mate is not special enough for the prick to notices. My Lycan-She is to me. You are an ungrateful human. If I leave you she will too. Me-Her human half would love me. My-Lycan-But her Lycan would kill you. “James George Gregory and his mate Gloriana,” the harold calls us.

Eryndor gathered his pack and addressed them with a resolute tone, "We may be fewer in number, but I suspect that among us are agents of the Evil Werewolf. Fear not, for they lack the hearts of true warriors like yourselves. The wounds they've inflicted will ultimately perish them, but you will persevere, your spirits unbroken, until your hearts no longer bleed.

Her eyes widened. Joining her hands together, Rumi bowed her head and once she lifted her head up. She was sporting a bigger evil grin. "Farewell Grace." And one by one, Grace's body began to fall. Rumi has cut her into a million pieces. ➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖➖ "There are Elves too?" Storm asked in bewilderment. This was the first time he was seeing a dwarf and now hearing that Elves too are real.

Every year, The Light Council does business with the Barbarians and the Orcs, exchanging for rare and precious resources. "The Barbarians and the Orcs? Tell us more." Gideon set down his glass and pulled Winter into his arms without hesitation. Winter leaned against his firm, warm chest. Orabella said, "The Barbarians and the Orcs are among the top tribes of Asgard Plains. "The Orcs aren't like the half-human, half-beast hybrids from the movies. Instead, they're clans that coexist with beasts. You could say the Orcs is a broad term. Any human-beast cohabiting group can be called Orcs.

Aria continued to talk while I sat there brewing. ‘So, Ogrun the orc god gave his green-skinned, tusked people the gift of great strength and bravery. Never would you meet an orc that would flee in the face of danger. Danger triggers excitement and adrenaline in an orc, which explains their love of fighting. Cerridwen gave her people the gift of casting spells, and Valkrim gave his people the advantage of speed and immortality. Unlike the other magical beings, his thrive from drinking blood, just like he does.

Chaos remembered that in the past he remembers seeing candles in the room where he was, but now there were no candles, it was just darkness. "And that's pretty much what Orcs are… I think they pray to a pair of twin gods, who represent Orcs and Goblins, but I don't know much else. Master Ainz was never interested in Orcs and only saw them as lowly insects," chuckled Belphegor. "Why are they coming here then?" asked Chaos. He didn't intend to not eat the Orcs, he was merely curious. "Oh, that's because Master Ainz once stole their treasures, the Totem of their Gods, and used them as alchemy materials to craft your heart, my lord," said Belphegor.

A year later, I was put in the ring. He breathes a little easily now. Like he's gotten something off his chest. 'It must have been awful,' I prod on, cringing a bit inwards at my wicked curiosity. 'It was more than that. I didn't have the magic our fellow elves were forced to harness, so all I depended on was luck and some godly grace and my quick reflexes. And the thought that if I didn't make it out of that place, Luisa would be alone in the world. Worse, she could be broken.' 'Broken?' 'It's what happens to elves if they cannot channel iden well enough. They become deranged, utterly mad with power, and a mage puts them down, like a rabid dog. It's...it's horrible.' I'm struggling to proce