Novel & Cerita Orc Hunter

“ I found out a few things that are a bit odd and concerning. It turns out the pack they are registering is called Ash Wood and has many supernaturals not just Werewolves. They also have many Spell-casters, Vampires and even have Hunters in their so called pack!” I jumped up from my chair in a rage, “What? Not only do they not care one bit about letting other supernaturals join them! They even have the fucking audacity to let in Hunters? Those Jerk-Offs are nothing but self righteous murderers! Any supernatural who considers any of their ilk a friend is simply a traitor!” When I had only been two years old my mother had been brutally killed by Hunters from The Order of Orion. It was thanks t

Her voice is that of a frightened person. Burdak doesn't answer, he l turned his head and saw Randu's face. Maybe Burdak wanted to make sure his wife is still alive. The man immediately beats Orok who is shocked and angry. The Orok took out a weapon like a machete but very long. The weapon is curved at the tip and is also covered in flames. A loud and scary growl enveloped the place, the Orok is furious but Burdak… the werewolf is no less angry because the creature had dared to kidnap his wife.

One word popped up in his head, [Orcs! This world had Goblins, so why not Orcs? He tried to remember everything he could about Orcs from his previous world. There were some discrepancies between western fantasy and eastern fantasy when it came to Orcs. Eastern fantasy usually depicted Orcs as big pig like humanoids. However in western fantasy, especially Tolkien, Orcs were corrupted Elves. [Tusks are more of a pig feature, but other than that she was pretty humanoid. If it wasn't for her bulging muscles mixed with excessive fat in some areas, she could even be somewhat attractive.] Having this thought made Will shudder even more, having lived in a civilized world, the very idea of forcing hi

He growled through the pain, spinning around and launching himself at it. But the third, the faceless one, had wrapped around his back leg. It dragged him down with impossible strength. His body slammed against a rock. He coughed hard, blood spilling from his mouth. One of the demons snarled like it would feed on him, but suddenly released him. Torin didn’t understand why. “The Khora lives within him…” They paused. Their bloodthirsty expressions shifted. One hissed and backed away slightly, sniffing the air around Torin.

“And I won’t kill Akira. No matter what the visions say.” Akira gave a sad smile. “Then you’ve chosen your path. But it won’t be easy.” The trees rustled again—different this time. Heavy. Purposeful. “Company,” Orion said, his tone sharp. We all turned toward the sound. From the shadows emerged figures—half a dozen at first, then more. Men and women dressed in leathers and bone ornaments, their eyes glowing with eerie green light. Witches. Flanked by wolves, some twice the size of regular shifters. Not rogues. Not wilds.

Based on the frost eye colors of the werewolves that she was fighting, it belongs to a Rogues, a werewolf that has been kicked out of their pack just like what she keeps encountering before. The two werewolves become more aggressive. They don't care about the scar that they have and the blood that keeps flowing from it. In the corner of the alley, a man just keeps watching the fights in front of him. He was looking amazingly at the hunter. Accalia hops in one of the necks of a big wolf and immediately prick the syringe on it.

The police had to get involved, there were two police cars out the front of the diner. Ducking under the police tape, Damien stepped into his diner, he was feared by everyone, humans, wolves and vampires alike, he was known as the Blood Alpha and that was not just because Blood is his surname. Her sent hit him sending him into a short sense of euphoria, he had finally found her his mate after, eighteen years of searching he had finally found her.

But if someone on either side went to the other side's territory to make trouble, he or she deserved to die. After traveling for an hour, they arrived at an area that was still under repair. The entire district was covered with a layer of a little choking smoke and dust. Xiao Chen noticed that many of the people who worked outside looked very strange. Some of them had bear heads, while others had wolf claws. All of them seemed to have infinite power. In shock, Xiao Chen asked, "Who are they?" "They are Orcs," Yang Qing said lightly. "Orcs?" Xiao Chen felt very strange. He had never seen such a race in the Five Continents. Was it also a race from ancient times?

It’s an evolved troll with three horns, the highest and strongest in their species. Crap! Can I handle that in my current state? Do I run? Out of nowhere a blur of red slams into it and sends it flying into a tree. When the motion settles, I see a giant dark red spider, it stomps a foot on the orc’s neck and bites into it. The sound of chewing echoes in the quiet night. ‘Eldora…’ ‘I know. That thing is not a normal monster.’ I can’t tell if I should back away or not.

(Corporal Amanda) “Understood…...…”.(Specialist Oghar) The appearance of Specialist Oghar were something that no one have ever expected at all, and it instilled fear on every single soul that looked at him, especially the villagers, why, it is because Specialist Oghar is a 2 meter tall, muscly, scarred face, Orc. A well known fierce and blood thirsty race that always instilled fear to any known human. But despite what they known about Orc, that they were barbaric and just bare bodied the entire time. Specialist Oghar, were just an opposite of what they known, he is neat in appearance and also very articulate and well mannered, like a gentlemen and the way he was working on that t