Orc Lord Novels & Stories

After everyone quiets down, the announcer moves on to the next announcement. "Introducing Orian Oatrun, Beta of the Southern Werewolf Kingdom. And his mate Jessica Tompson, future Beta of the Southern Werewolf Kingdom." He says, making some people whisper to themselves while others cheer with excitement as Jess and Orian join the others in the middle of the room. Apparently, it's uncommon to have a female in the higher ranks.

But hope without proof is useless here. Lord Marcus closes his eyes for a brief moment, then opens them again. “By the laws of the clan,” he says, voice steady but sad, “a lord without an heir cannot lead us through annihilation.” My chest aches. “Ardonis Stepanov,” another elder announces, “you are hereby removed as Clan Lord and future Head of the Oracle.” The words strike harder than any blade. A figure steps forward eagerly. Theodore. My cousin’s smile is barely contained, his excitement thinly veiled behind false solemnity.

"Jace. Will he continue like that? Is he a lousy liar?" "His Majesty will soon come after us. You don't have to worry. Suppose that's what you want to know, Miss Orwell. But I'm sure he's not a liar. He wouldn't lie about important things. As bitter as it was, he would tell the truth. It's just that maybe the timing isn't right for him." "What are you talking about? Sounds like a lot of fun?" Ben gave his best morning smile as he looked at Rain and Erica. "They're talking about Mr. Orwell, who turns out to be a warlock," said Jace, suddenly standing behind Rain and Erica.

Did that mean . "Aaahhh!" Orcus made in his extremely deep voice, he stretched himself and spread his arms, drew in the air as if he could taste the victory in the atmosphere of the room. Relaxed, he looked at the prisoners and, in a word, looked royal. Slowly, with measured movements, he stepped into the center of the stage, further inspecting what his people, all Hegedunen, had achieved. My God, he had the leadership of the Legion, 15 council members, and a high delegation from the Order of Venus before him and they were all in his power. The triumph surrounded him like a bright shimmer, he looked so satisfied that Aurelia could almost feel it for herself.

“There is, if we go to Hell, he has to report back to Eve, so our hope of catching him is going to Hell,” “How are going to do that without being spotted?” “Through a mutual friend—the oracle,” “We— can't go to Hell, Cerberus tricked us and stole our payment,” Damon spoke. “Boys. The Oracle walks in and out of heaven and hell as she likes, and she is just a foreseer, Lilith is the antichrist, much more powerful, so she can do the same,” Isaac smirked.

Allison almost begged her friend who widened her eyes. “No.. Don't say. Ali, nobody takes his name openly. He is the Dark walker. He is the most powerful man on this earth and can create the bloodbath in seconds around you by his bare hands only.” Nora voiced out, recalling the words once her father said to her. “Who?” Allison dared to ask. She was not ready to lose her family by that damn man’s hands. Nora stared at her and uttered silently. “LYCEON, the dark walker, the last original Lycan blood from the deadly kingdom in the whole world.”

Looking up, she saw the phantoms clashing against the newly arrived griffins—the phantoms wreaking havoc along their way as their slimy-looking yellowish skin glistened under the rising sun while their long swirling tongues dripped with the werewolves’ blood. Soleyah was too familiar to them. In that tunnel, she had seen these creatures. They were mindless and weak, no matter how many they were. Different from crawlers, skinwalkers, and phantoms, orcs were created by Merlin. She had fought with them along the way to the place she sought so she knew how easy it was to kill them, but seeing that the sparse werewolves were being pushed back—she knew that quantity mattered.

For weeks, I hadn't gotten any amount of decent sleep, thinking about how to free my mate from the clutches of that monster. And when I had heard about them wanting to reopen the bidding market, I had been against it and thought about thwarting their efforts until I found out that my mate was bound by slavery to Cassius, one of the worst Vampire lords in the state. If it was any other Vampire, it would have been different. I would have been able to bargain for her release and would have given up anything that was asked for in exchange if it was within my power to as long as she was safe.

fish, Gold fish, and Cyan fish hurriedly swam towards the girl and started glowing. They glowed for 1 whole minute before stopping. As shocked as the middle-aged man was, he still spoke with some composure to hold his face, " Felicia Kimel, High-Grade Water affinity, High-Grade Light Affinity, and High-Grade Air Affinity. " The uproar among the crowd increased after hearing such mind-boggling results. Although I don't know the power difference between an Elemental Sorcerer and an Elemental Warrior, It shouldn't be that big, right? " Damn, bro, she's got such a perfect figure on top of her monstrous talent...But she's way out of our league. Let's go; We first have to return to the orphan

What the hell is going on here? There was a scowl on Nikolai's face as he glared straight ahead. His body was coiled tight and his hands had turned into fists. "What is all of this, Nikolai?" I could hear the dread in my voice. "I, Elder Orlando, Head of the Vampire High Council command the Gladiator Competition to begin!" He announced. That's when I saw that on the ground level, there were jail like gates below each tower that opened up. There must be one below the tower we sat on too.