Orc God Novels & Stories

However, she already had passed a century of her life. Everyone was eagerly waiting for her words. But before she spoke out, a deity in green color with the appearance of a pixie that was flying beside her suddenly glowed. Indicates the use of resonance. Seemingly, a magician can decide whatever their deity's future design is. Like for example, the deity of Elder Paan looks like a wood fairy. With small transparent greenish wings stick on its back. And two antennas on its cute little head. And with two round big eyes of red in color. Of course, this deity's body was made of special metal. Or commonly known as robotic. Yet, with the addition of its dress and skin color, it looks seemingly a r

And just like in my dream, I also didn't feel that my body is being burned when I entered the cage even though the bars seemed to be burning. "The sacred cage of my teacher! You have entered the sacred cage without being burned. You are the reincarnation of my teacher! You are also our goddess!" Old Remi exclaimed as her eyes widened while looking at me. I didn't pay attention to what she said because I saw that the monster was going to attack me again.

Dragon Head, the demon who caused disasters in the world, was finally destroyed. In the hospital, Thomas slowly opened his eyes and saw the Twelve Golden Zodiacs, as well as Eric. They were standing in front of his hospital bed while staring at him with concern. He had not felt that way for a long time. Ever since Thomas became the God of War, he had not suffered such severe injuries for a long time. One had to admit that Dragon Head was incredibly strong. He was the only person who could push Thomas to his limit.

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

Alec said looking between Louise and I. I sigh. This shouldn’t be hard to tell them but I’m nervous. What if they look at us differently. I know being an oracle is a blessing from the Moon Goddess but some people don’t see it that way. “Louise and I are oracles.” I blurted out. Better to get it out than prolong the elevatable. “What?” Dean and Alec say at the same time. “How is that possible? There hasn’t been an oracle for decades.” I heard Robbie mutter.

He floated elegantly towards the elder god, determined and gusty. Orus leaned slightly forward. He was heavily dressed in an elegant green costume, gold belt, wrist bands and boots. At each sides of his shoulders, he had golden horns and on his head, he was wearing a Viking designed helmet. His eyes were gold and plain, pointy nose and nearly curved lips. His rightness bellowed in the universe as he bent forward to see the bee sized figure before him. "Visits here is rampant but not especially from classed entities. It has been long since I've had a pleasant visit from an entity as powerful as you." Orus said, his voice echoed throughout the space like the universe itself spoke at Clancy.

“Ozul is the name of a God. Specifically, God of the Shadows.” Draco snarled loudly, though it wasn’t aimed in my direction. For some odd reason, he was snarling at Orion. With a scathing look, he stomped from the room and slinked down the hall, his raised hackles disappearing from sight. I stood there blinking and gawking at them until Azrael’s words slid past my thick skull. No one spoke. No one breathed. Even Orion’s blistering rage seemed to be taking a pause. “Let me get this straight. You had the God of Shadows prisoner in your basement and didn’t know it?”

“Dracula pays his respect to the Allfather, Odin – King of Asgard,” Dracula bowed slightly in relief when he confirmed the one inside the light pillar was indeed Odin. The man was wearing a long, black robe that concealed everything – from his golden armor to his brilliant yellow hair – but his golden eye and the ravens upon his shoulders. The staff within Odin’s hand contained so much power that Dracula shook from being in such close proximity with it, an action that didn’t go unnoticed by the Allfather.

Eight feet of pure horror bounding through the woods, towards the horde made up of at least twenty high orcs. High Orcs were normal orcs who evolved due to their high intake of mana from the surroundings. They are commonly found since mana is everywhere but for there to be a horde of this many High Orcs then both their physiques that cause them to take in so much mana and the forest which is filled with mana are highly compatible. My wolf, half the size of the smallest orc in the group, lunges straight at the throat of one of the High Orcs. It holds it in place with his massive claws then rips out the throat before the overgrown orc has any chance to swing its club.

Celine, is not an ordinary werewolf. She is constantly locked away and hidden and eventually sold. When the pack that buys her kidnaps the prince, Celine finally finds her escape. She uncovers that she does have a wolf, but it was shielded with magic, and not only that but she's a hybrid. The king and prince feel like there is more to her. There's constantly a strong sense of magic, and enchantment around her. King Sebastian is shocked to find out she is his mate, and vows to protect her, only that becomes hard when they uncover, Celine is in fact the missing Queen Goddess. She's not just a werewolf, but a fae, mermaid and everything else combined into one. That though isn't Sebast