Orc God Novels & Stories

Still by cunning, Loki offered to bring Hoder the ash trunk that he would use to shape the new Baldur, the magnificent and beloved god. Loki brought him a crooked trunk with a huge bump that he hid behind a veil of deception. Hoder spent moons molding a Man who would resemble his twin brother. And when finished, Loki led Hoder to the room where Odin was lying, after making him look like Frigg, Odin's wife. Hoder then put Odin's hand on his statue and it received the breath of life.

Besides, it's not my problem Scott, I think he's grown up enough to know what he's doing. Scott: Yes, if it is, why has he taken my car, my newly repaired car, my baby, my son ... :( Eden: And what does that influence me? Scott:... Scott: You just give him a call, will you? And then we'll take care of finding you. Eden: You will say that you will be in charge of finding him, I have things to do ... Scott: I have things to do too ... I don't keep my house and I feed myself with the money the goblins give me from their magic cauldron on the other side of the rainbow, you know.

Kaios huffed. Kaleb laughed them. "Enough, you two. Look at them, they are all still in shock." Kaleb said. "Oh!" Kaios clears his throat and snapped his fingers. The others snapped back to their senses. "You all good now?" Kaios asked and they nodded. "Good. So, let me introduce myself. I am Kaios. The deity of darkness or death or whatever you want to call it." He spoke. "WOW." The Blood Knights synchronized again. Kaios wink at Kian. The latter just shook his head. Thorin clears his throat catching Kaios' attention. "So, uhm, what brings you here, my lord?"

Olga was an old woman who had become the pack's herbalist, it was essential to have one in a pack because, the herbs are used in the ritual to crown an Alpha which in turn the goddess turns the Alpha fur silver. Atarah dropped her basket beside Erza's basket, Olga came close to them and grabbed Atarah by the ear. "You have been avoiding me, little one. You used to come here all the time, when you were a kid, you were so interested in plants." She said with her old weary voice. "I have started school recently, so I don't have much time." Atarah lied as she pulled away from her. "Hmmmmm......You are still not a very good liar, are you?" Olga said and Erza giggled cutely.

that the money lent by the orphanage was just enough to last for a month. Good thing that my orphanage had an educational program which helped me finish high school and this aided me to get a job easily at the inventory department of Lyla’s Café. I must admit that everything went smoothly, maybe I was truly lucky. However, I still wanted to have that space wherein I don't have to think about anything, but even though I do, I don't want to become an empty space which is who I am at the moment. My thoughts went to a halt when I heard a loud bang from a harshly closed door and when I traced as to where it came from I saw a young lady wearing a light, white cocktail dress with hair so soft as t

But then, they asked Anatoli what kind of God he wanted to be known by the mortals. He answered that he didn't care. Even if he was not worshipped... he didn't mind. "Just let them call me the god of everything else besides Humans and Dragons." But Ayja and Andrius disagreed. "Don't be pretentious, or we will call you the God of Orcs." "The God of Bloody Pigs!" Anatoli laughed. He honestly didn't care. Now that they remembered about it, it made Andrius snort. In Arun Kelev's second life, he changed his own name to Orcenal. Then, he named his Mercenary Troupe the Blood God Mercenary Troupe.

They are the monsters that disturb the balance of Pandora. The hierarchy of Orcs. Gargantula- orc demon king. Gorgons- orcs in command Orcs-soldiers I just closed the book. The complicated thing is that even monsters have a hierarchy. And their names are weird. Gargantula, just like a tarantula. Gorgon, that's Medusa, right? Aish, I'm getting tired of thinking about things I shouldn't be aware of. I put the book back on the shelf and walked out, but I felt like I was stoned when I saw Gen staring at me.

says mother in desperation. I stand there in shock as I’m hit with wave after wave of shocking information. It’s like truth vomit just pouring out of my mother without an end in sight. The story I thought I knew about my animai being the first sanguidae ended up being so much worse. I’m somehow paying for some love triangle among three Gods that resulted in Gods being killed and cursed. The very Orraikam I protect, the remnants of Fretez’s magic, only exists because a Goddess thought screwing over two other Gods would be amusing. I’ve always defended the Gods, but fucking hell, no wonder most people hate them. We’re all suffering because of their petty fucking drama. ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!

I’ve never seen this formation before,’ he thought as he observed carefully. Darryl furrowed his brows in complete shock. At that moment, Darryl saw the eight Oracles’ figures were closely connected and there was almost no weakness to penetrate through at all. It was incredibly mysterious each time their bodies changed. Darryl still had not figured out a flaw in the formation after observing for a while. He wanted to cry but had no tears. ‘I have underestimated them. The eight Oracles are from the Godly Region. How will I solve a formation from the Godly Region?’

And the question that tugged at her the most, how would she stop this terror and war from coming? She stood unconscious of the tears rolling down her eyes as she thought of Jodu. Her screams awoke gods and goddesses. Even the werewolves, those thoughtless, feral beings feared her. Jodu was born with the Oracle inscribed on her palms and the soles of her feet. She had gold hair and purple eyes. She was unlike any Oracle ever seen. When she was born some thought she was a goddess, until her first vision when she was just five. Hera was in awe of just like everyone who knew her.