Orc Books Novels & Stories

With a total of 100 mage coins at hand, Audrey started on her shopping spree. She and Niccoli visited different emporiums. 'Magus Athenaeum' was written majestically at the entrance of the first shop that they visited. As a new student, obviously they have to buy the book for their studies. So it is normal that their first stop will be a book store. There are a total of six books listed on the paper given to them and they look around the library for these specific books. Meanwhile, the library was divided into different sections and they were neatly separated by subject. The bookshelves for Herbology and Beasticology for the study of mystical plants and magical beast respectively were placed

This book is dedicated to Bukade—my awesome friend who's helped me very very much in the creation of this book, and Favour Edem, too—my first love, for taking her time to explain stuffs about Werewolves, and Vamps, and Witches to me. For all those looking into my book, Omega, which by the way is entering the ‘Mate the Alpha’ contest, I am quite optimistic that this book will be worth your time and you will enjoy every bit of it. ❤️

One catches my attention, its title still legible beneath the grime. Book of Prophecy: The Witches’ Oracle. The words stir something in me. Prophecy. Oracle. Strange, heavy terms that feel both hollow and important. I flip it open. The first page is blank. The second, torn. The rest, scrawled in symbols I do not understand, curving letters that look more like marks than words. They mean nothing to me. Useless scratches. Until a small slip of paper falls from between the pages. I lift it, my heart tightening, and for once the words are clear enough to read.

“Why did you bring us here then?” “Let’s just stick to the reason why we’re here.” She patted my arm. “You won’t remember this in the morning.” What in the? “Dahlia-” “According to what it says here, there was an oracle.” “And the oracle in the story said that the child would spell doom for both vampires and werewolves.’’ I continued. She nodded. “But what if the oracle was wrong? I remember reading a book in here a few years ago while I was researching how to make stronger boundary spells. It seemed like there were a few lapses in the story that was circulated for centuries.’’

He looked at Drake before continuing. "This is how I know what I do. With knowing all of this, I have to be careful about how I proceed with my life. A simple slip-up can be the difference between life and death. There have only ever been three types of beings that the book can't foresee properly. I figure it's because they share the same traits, seeing the past, present, and future. Oracles, who have been around for centuries. Some believe the book created them. The second is Dragons. They hold the oldest kind of magic. This a true, Dacian." Malcolm said. "How come it can't see Dacian?" I asked.

Corvu peaks his head around the corner, but what he was so frightened of? He turns to face me, now he’s really close, “Because I think they’re after you.” I didn’t like the sound of that. “‘They’ who?” I whisper. Gecko peaks around on the other side of Corvu, “Orcs.” He barely manages to say aloud. Orcs were something I at least recognised the name of. Peering around the bricks with Corvu I see that they aren’t quite what I know them to be. I know Orcs to be big gnarly creatures, usually humanoid in shape but with tusks and walked around in near prehistoric garb. But these creatures didn’t just have tusks, they had a whole bottom jaw of protruding teeth, gnarly clawed fingers and they seemed

“I just wanted to change the environment a bit. You’ve gotten your wolf dragon now. So there is nothing taking us back there.” Nyxoria looked down at the worn-out book still in her hands, her fingers gently running across the rough, faded cover. “So, are you the owner of this book?” she asked curiously once again. Ora stepped closer and gently took the book from her hands, flipping it open with practiced fingers. “What do you think?” she asked. “These are poems. Very old ones.” “Do you understand the writing? The language looks strange to me,” Nyxoria asked, tilting her head.

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“You are why, Caesar my King, is so restless. I can fix that.” I squeeze, cutting off his air flow. I keep squeezing. Emma was our nurse, she raised Caesar and I. Before we were awake, we knew Emma. The caretaker of our humans. Without his mate, the king hasn’t been able to shift, Caesar is trapped and can't resist the magic. But I am free, strong, and most of all, deadly. “Bruce,” Evie’s voice cuts through my thoughts. “Bruce, he is dead.” I look at my hand and I am holding a dead wizard.

She went down into the basement, where she found some of her old bracelets and a spell which which she found in her mother’s spell book, which her mother handed over to her before she died. She took out the bracelets from the drawer and placed all three of them on the table, she found a spell in the spell boock which she would enchant the bracelets that whenever either of them had their bracelets on, the witch wouldn’t be able to get into their heads.