Orc Book Novels & Stories

There in the middle of the library, shining brightly and bringing back memories when I first came here, WAS A DEMON KING SUPREME ORB.

Game over. She looked around the small study for numbers. It took her a while to see them because they were hidden as Orenic letters—small markings her father must have engraved by hand on the leather spine of the books. She matched the first dice to the Orenic numbering system he used and found the book. It was in all other ways identical to the other books on the shelves. From the second dice, she got the next number—the page in the book.

so much so that he decided to get off from John’s back of comfortability and skipped ahead in front of everyone else to where Orb was to ask… Naraja: “Soooo~ Orb what exactly is the “Red Book Of Memories”, is it a book that holds all kinds of secret cool awesome powers in it, huh~?” Orb: “Access Denied.” Naraja: “What the--! Oh! Now you wanna say something else besides “Would you like to keep going”. Tell me what the hell the “Red Book Of Memories” is like, pretty please~ with a cherry on top~?” Orb: “Access. Denied.”

The book was older than anything Olivia had ever seen, its cover a deep shade of maroon, almost dark enough to be black, with intricate golden symbols etched into the surface. When her fingers brushed the pages, she felt the pulse of magic flow through her. It was as if the book itself recognized her touch—knew that she was the one meant to uncover its secrets.

As he grabs the orange books, he feels the hard cover and runs his hand on the embossed title – The Darkest Minds. He notices a weird symbol on its cover, it doesn’t seem to be out of the ordinary. A book has got to have an interesting cover, hasn’t it? As he opens the cover to explore its pages, something falls out – it was a bookmark. He picks it up from the floor and he presses it at the very back of the book to lessen the chance of it falling again. He feels the pages and one can tell how expensive the printing must be on this book. It doesn’t feel like ordinary paper. It is definitely something a bookworm will appreciate for the rest of their life. It's to bad, he got his hands on the s

We knew of Coral and Ramona and still, we were defenseless against them. “Prepare for what I have no idea of,” I asked frantically. She looked at me, nodding to herself. Then she lifted her hand and magically, a book appeared in her hands. I gasped and my heart skipped a beat when I realized that it was the oracle book. Before I could wrap my head around why the book Coral had burnt in front of me was in her hands, she glowed even more, her eyes shining as she brought out a knife. She dropped the book and then held the knife against her other palm, cutting her hand and the blood flowed into a silver cup I hadn’t noticed.

Akira who was still trying to catch her breath raised her index finger, she caught her breath and replied, “that spell did not only reveal things about me.” The next bend they took brought them to the reading table where they met rune who was already seated with a large volume of books piled up before him in threes and fives. He was not happy with what he was seeing, “where's the books you went to get?” He asked. “Here…” Orion answered as he tossed the copy of Harry Potter he held to Rune. “theres no way that you're serious about this, a children's book?” He asked. “A children's book that is loved by adults….”

He followed the spines with his fingers and then moved his hands over the masterfully decorated covers with unfamiliar symbols drawn on them. Oliver pulled out one which had a a golden dragon drawn on the black covers. He examined the illustrations inside with interest. He'd never seen anything like this before. He heard the door open and saw Liam. The Lord closed carefully behind him and leaned on the tapestry-covered wall. Oliver returned the book quickly back in its place, but Liam said. "No, you can take it, although I can't say if it's a good one. I can only advise on the German ones."

No harm done. Olivia opened the book, but she didn’t understand it. Her hands shook while the book glowed with a ghoulish amethyst light. She dropped it and moved away when smoke spiraled from it. At the same time, Olivia heard an eerie cackle and saw the vision of a tall elegant woman dressed in a black gown. The little girl stared open-mouthed at the lady with crimson, lilac hair and yellow horns protruding from her head. Olivia’s body trembled.