Orc Hunter Novels & Stories

Losing that one person is akin to stabbing someone to death. The pain is unbearable and couldn’t be put into words. Only hearts could speak the words and tears could convey the emotions deeply concealed. “From her words, it seems like devils are adamant on becoming an immortal and ascend to divinity. But why do orcs need her baby’s core? In the first place, orcs don’t want to mingle with other creatures.” The sparrow mother told us that an orc was chasing her after killing her husband for his core. She finally ran away from the orc when we met her, hence her attitude.

I scanned the trees in front of us and my eyes fell into the grass with rash movements, just near a chir pine tree. “Quinn, East!” I shouted as I felt something from the east running in our direction. Quinn nodded and immediately positioned her bow to release the arrow with poison. With a bolt, Quinn calmly let go of the arrow when a big brown werewolf appeared. This is our first time to see a brown-haired werewolf, most of the hunts we’ve been to have black or grey fur. “Brown?” Rendall asked as we saw the arrow hit its leg and growl in pain.

Corvu looks at him now, and folding his arms he simply replies. “Nothing.” The Orc grunts and steps back for a moment, only to grab the hammer he had placed on the ground moments ago. I hadn’t noticed but the hammer itself actually had spikes coming out of the ends like a savage meat grinder. “Last words, boy?” He asks, lifting the hammer above his shoulder. My heart sank. I didn’t have time to come up with any kind of plan. Corvu simply stands up slowly and faces the Orc.

Monster: Oakwood Forest Fire Hound Monster Level: 26 Health: 35,000/43,000 Attack: 210 Defense: 90 Skills: Intimidating Roar, Fire Breath, Rabid Bite, Claw Strike, Fire Fang The archer watched as Kirou narrowly dodged the attacks of the five hounds while retaliating with a few punches to their snouts. It may have been a misconception on the archer's part, but he could swear that the fire hounds seemed to be reacting strangely after being punched. That, coupled with a few damage figures floating above the fire hounds' heads, allowed the archer to deduce that Kirou's gloves probably inflicted a status effect that results in health loss on their targets. As for whether it is poison damage, blee

"I don't know knox , our best trackers sniffed the whole place and the only scent you could sniff out were the missing peoples , " "Anyone can musk their scent," "Yeah with another scent to throw us off knox ," "Who else do you think could be behind this ?"I asked . "I don't know we are at a dead end even rogues are dying and disappearing," "It just had to be him ," I complain as I walk towards the woods .I could feel my wolf taking over ready to leave this shitty house. "yeah Orion is messed up and wild ?" "Because he has witch blood partially in his veins H ..."

Magnolia gasps in surprise and Zion walks over, curious at what we're doing and the hawk flies over to Zion's wolf and lands on his back. "Yep that is Marcellus familiar, I can feel his soul in it." Orion nods and looks at the hawk. "I thought that was a myth. But what does yours look like if it's okay for me to ask that?" Magnolia say and looks at Orion. Orion smiles and nods and he puts his hand to the side and concentrates and out of his chest a black wolf with silver eyes jump out. "Wow, doesn't that hurt?" Kenji asks and looks at Orion's chest. Orion shakes his head.

I had heard a lot from those werewolves than I knew about myself. Who was Giles Hunter, and what had he done to make the werewolves hate him so much? John Hunter was my supposed father, and he was a vampire. Did he kill my mother? Was that why I was dumped at the orphanage? Who was my mother? Was she alive? Had she been turned into a vampire too? I found out that Werewolves and vampires existed in one night. If truly the people those werewolves mentioned were my relatives, then I better hang around Oscar for safety, but for how long will he protect me from his kind?

But the past few months have indeed seen me gain weight. “There's no benefit for me to deceive you who have nothing. I am one oracle living in the Blood Pack. It's not hard to know you're pregnant because I've been sensing another existence inside your body since I first found you.” An oracle in the werewolf world is someone who can predict the future, see the dreams of supernatural beings, and sense the existence of other creatures. In werewolf history books, we say them to be the link between the human world and the supernatural world. They rarely appear in packs.

Seething from what he was watching, Demon raced towards them, red eyes glowing, bared teeth dripping with blood. Arlo and Orion screamed for their brother and looked away when the large black wolf jumped into their field of vision. “Kairos!” Orion, the youngest, cried. Uncaring how scary this beast was, Orion gained the courage to stand up, run, and punch it in his bloody side.

We’re WASTING precious fucking time! “Where’s the photo,” one of the elder witches asks. I’d already caught a glimpse of the sketch Orion had made, and didn’t recognize the male. He swears he has to be a warlock and he’s eastern European. How the hell Angel doesn’t know who he is is baffling.