Orc Books Novels & Stories

But would they help me protect Orion and seek revenge? I roamed around the library, picking out books from several different sections. A hefty stack was piled in one arm by the time I’d finished—for now—and I narrowed my selection down to three. No pleasure reading this time, I was on a mission. One was a text on abnormal supernatural biology. Another covered the mythology of chimeras, strange creatures featuring numerous animal and human parts. The last was a history of dark witches. After stashing the remaining books on a side table, I climbed back up to the third floor and eased into the hall. The corridor was empty and quiet except for… Was that music?

“What?” “Yes sir. Apparently, we are her oracles. She made it so I can draw the scene.” I said holding up the drawing pad. “And Liz sees the whole picture as like a video of sorts.” “I never dreamed I’d be alive to see an oracle of the Moon Goddess!” Alpha James exclaimed. “So, you believe us?” Liz asked. “Of course, I do! There are many books that tell of different oracles through the ages and how coveted they are. We cannot let anyone know about you two.”

The beautiful seductive oracle flashes to my mind. "That's human lore, and it's backwards. An oracle is born when a new ruler takes the throne in the witch realm. The child will be blind with pure white eyes and be able to have intermittent visions. Once an adult and succumbs to the desires of the flesh, her vision is restored and enhanced. Seeing all. It's all natural. Being free and one with nature always strengthens out abilities" Janice tells us.

He stepped up and wrapped his arms around me as we looked out at the view. An hour later Gabe was called back to the office for an emergency meeting, and I browsed through the library in the penthouse and found a book to read. I was far into the book when I thought I heard a noise. I knew Gabe wouldn’t be back this soon, so I got up and searched the apartment and didn't find anything. Maybe I am just hearing things? I walk into the kitchen brewed myself a cup of herbal tea and walked back with my mug into the library to continue reading the romance novel. Once settled on the comfy oversized chair I took a sip of my tea set down the mug then picked up the book. After thirty minutes or so as I

It appeared in the children’s storybook, resurfaced in the old healer’s journal, was mentioned again in King’s Rot, and lingered once more within the damaged pages of Dark Bloodline Curses. None of the books explained what it was, yet each referred to it as though its meaning should have been obvious. The more I traced the faded word with my fingertip, the more certain I became that it wasn’t there by accident. Every account, no matter how different the healer or the century, seemed to drift back to Orrosta before stopping abruptly where the missing pages should have carried the story forward.

She thanked Viktor and opened it with the key she kept around her neck. Inside lay the prophecy pages, yellowed with age, and several things she'd collected over the years: a vial of blue liquid, a silver dagger with strange markings, and a small book bound in black leather. "Is that what I think it is?" Viktor asked, eyeing the book. "The Oracle's grimoire," Ingrid confirmed. "The only thing that might help us now." She opened the book carefully. Most of it was written in a language she couldn't read, but certain pages had been marked with dried flowers—pages with pictures she understood all too well.

pulling a book from behind his back he held it in front of him "Do you recognise it?" I did recognise the book, the familiar cover was instantly known to me as the Greek Mythology literature kept in the library. Sweat began to form on Oris' brow as he waited for my reaction to the gift, and while I couldn't understand why he felt so nervous, it was incredibly endearing. "Oh Oris," I smiled, taking the book gently I ran my palm over the leatherbound front cover "It's our book from the library," Oris smiled as his body relaxed "It is! But it's a different one," he paused as he opened the leather cover "I bought you your own copy,"

Odd since the royal family barely lifted a hand around here. There were large gold plated shelves all over the room, way more than I could hope to count, that contained books of all kinds, history, music, mysticism, astrology, and books of Lycan law. The spines of each book was so beautiful, I couldn’t help but touch each one I passed. "Elora! Isn't this delightful?" Lucy squealed like a happy child. "This place is beautiful." I replied, absent mindedly. I was totally lost in the beauty of the books.

In a secret room located at the Chairman’s office, Sun was deliberately scanning the contents of the opened barrier the royal vampires handed. It is indeed, the lost Red Woods Royal Album dated before the worst war they encountered — The Human-Vampire War. The Royal Album consisted of pictures of the previous Kings and Queens from different regions of Red Woods. Images of the greatest warriors and hunters and life in the whole community are also included in the compilation. “The truth is slowly unveiling itself,” Sun whispered as he browsed through the pictures where Jet’s Mom and Raze’s Dad are completely shown up.

“The Black Forest. And from here, going all the way East, we have the Uncharted Lands. Home of the Orcs.” Ayla shivered when she heard the word Orc. While the humans were created by Inoss to fill Aylarra, so were the Orcs made by Beliar to kill the humans and the other races and conquer the planet. Her eyes moved to Nordmar—the only kingdom to have magic ore.