Orc Lord Novels & Stories

This is the only thing I found in my father's office, this has to be it. All of a sudden I hear a loud roar of pain, causing my heart to speed up. "Max what's going on?!" I quickly ask him. "Lester is touching the silver door, pulling the door open." Lester roaring stops and everything goes silent. "Wwhatttt thee fuckkk!" Max drag the words out. "What! What is it?!" I ask. "We found him, you guys really weren't bullshitting about the Lycan king being real. But who the hell is this other male?!" He says leaving me confused. I don't know anything about another guy.

He exchanged a glance with the Dragonsbane Mech, and they immediately launched a coordinated assault. But at that moment, a streak of light slashed through the battlefield, cutting it in half. Orabella had made her move. She spoke calmly, "The longer we delay, the worse it gets. Finish this quickly. We strike together!" Tedric's face darkened. "The Solmora! That's a sacred relic of The Light Council! You're an Episcoprie of The Light Council!" Orabella hadn't expected him to recognize the Solmara so quickly. With her identity exposed, she became even more determined to take down Tedric. She snapped, "What are you waiting for me?"

Oracle gave the invisible person a pitied look and then focused her black gaze back on Aric. "Tell me witch are you going to stab me again or you are going to help me out this time?" Aric asked already getting tired of Oracle's riddles and madness. Oracles are known to be the most vicious beings of the supernatural world. Extremely evil and a breath away from the madness. "I owe you nothing. You deserved that stab and much more." She sneered at him. "You owe me nothing but you owe her your life witch. Tell me where is my mate not for my sake but for the sake of your only friend." Aric, the lonely Alpha pleaded.

"Aye, you forgot your weapon commander." The orc turns and narrows his eyes down at the battle-ax. A right-hand grips the staff of the old-world weapon firmly. Once the metal gauntlet's finger links attach to the wood, the metal that runs along the spots of the stave party ignites to life. The pink current of power doesn’t snap into existence until the orc moves the wooden staff to his back while rotating the head of the ax downward. The small plates on the ax fully ignite with that pink rosmalt current, snapping the monstrous tool of choice upon his back like a magnet attaching to metal. Once there is a physical contract, the metal powers down upon the removal of the orcs hand. Freely, the

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.

Just as Luka had done when Hope transformed, he covered my eyes with his hands. When he released them, I found an older man, dressed in a white robe, with long white hair and a golden crown on his head. He looked like royalty, rather than an elder. Then again, I suppose all Elders of the Tree Fairies were royalty. The Elder’s speech was weird, it didn’t sound normal like the other NPCs I have come across. “We are looking for the Wizard that attacked your village. He took a Fairy named Thad, that we are trying to find.” Luka answered.

[Defeated 100 Orcs] [Advaced profile of Orc's Available] The Orc race is the race of fire. Among all races, Orcs possess the greatest physical strength, with high maximum HP and ATK levels but slow movement, attack and casting speeds Orcs have two Main evolutionary paths. -Fighter (1st evolution) A basic fighting class, Orc fighters focus on brute force melee combat. At evolution, the Orc must choose to journey his path to the warrior as a Brutish Orc raider.

He finalized " All of it?" I widened my eyes " Your dad is the founder of one of the most richest companies in Crest country , don't be so stingy it's also your responsibility since you put him there in the first place" the officer said " No , not that. I meant his face, all of it?" I asked with a bitter smile. Money wasn't even my concern

It changed to blue color and directly disappeared into Virando’s palms. “I’ll be the only and ultimate king throughout the demons-realm! All people will kneel down under my feet, will lift up their heads to see me! I’m the only king throughout the demons-realm! King Richard Orlando Lie is the only king in this demons-realm! Hahaha... Hahaha...” King Richard Orlando went on shouting, screaming, yelling the meaningless words, clauses, and also sentences, within his own daydreaming and also imaginary world.

"That crappy orchard your brother bought. It’s got quite a bit of rosemary in it. Ha! Not only has that dump never made a single dime, we still have to pay a crew to maintain it every year." A thought flickered in my mind. I knew that place. The orchard sat on a ruined silver mine, its trees drawing on the soil and the breath of silver for years, gaining a power to ward off evil. The Haunts came with the wind, but silver tamed the wind. Those trees were worth far more than my mother and brother could ever imagine. If my infant spirits had wielded weapons made from that wood, they would have been unstoppable.