Orc Novels & Stories

Make the right decision. All I can hear is a low, angry growl and I realise it is coming from me and Atari.

comes a strong distraction, Alpha Andrews sister, the humblest person she’d ever seen. “yes what’s up?” Charlie asked her hand constantly on her backpack. “I saw you ogling that wierdo” Charlie looks at her, her stare making Camilla cringe, and move few steps backward. “I don’t think he is a wierdo” she dismisses Camilla’s words. “yeah whatever” Immediately they both come out and get hit by the sun, they squint, the immediate effect of the sun making them cover their eyes with their hands. “urggh I hate the sun” says Camilla, her perfectly manicured fingers making a circular movement around her stomach.

Dad got the design that I want for my office. My office was in a combination of green, white, and rose gold colors. My wall is painted white, the curtains are in color rose gold, my table is white and my office chair(princess type) is color emerald green, it also has a sofa in color white, the pillows serve at its accent (color pink and green). It's a minimalist design. Simple yet elegant. “Alli I will leave you here. Call me whenever you need me. Janice is here to assist you with your work.” My dad said.

James sighed before his eyes shifted to grumpy looking Leon who was cutting his steak and shoving it in his mouth like a sulking baby deprived of his favourite toy. "Leon I would like to have a team of more security guards from your company." James said casually and Leon literally got saved from a bad choke after hearing James. He knows. Leon looked at him, a little stunned. "Of course I don't repeat my mistakes. I've done a thorough research on you young man. Which made me recall where the files of that orphanage went." James said calmly while giving a fleeting glance to stunned looking Eleanor and Leon had to swallow the food forcefully down his mouth.

"I prepared your favourite, chicken fried steaks, soup and salad, apple pie and chocolate cake for dessert." "Geez mom, isn't that too much? "Not when you will be eating my food for the first time in 6months. "Aww, I love you, mom." "So, who was the lucky man you brought home?" "Well, it's Alexander Bills. I'm sure you must have heard about him or the Bills family." "What? The Bills? As in, the same Bills that we all know? "Mom! Don't be discouraged about someone because of a rumour. Alex is a good man. I can't say the same about his family though but Alex is amazing."

I shrug. “Okay, I like her.” she points to me and looks at Rhea. “I’m Veronica by the way. Veronica Ryan. Grade B.” “Grade?” I raise a brow, confused. “A Grade basically tells how dangerous a person is. And before you ask, the difference between A’s and B’s is that A’s have committed murder.” “But mine is asterisked?” “It’s never been given before but I’m guessing it means numerous counts of murder.” Yeah. That makes sense.

"Ahh, make it stop. I'll behave. Just make it stop." Ollie started to cry again, so she held on. Riley knew Ollie, this is why she trusted him. Something or someone was controlling him. This wasn't right. She had to try and get more answers. There had to be clues or a way to gain more information. She was working in the right direction. She just needed to up her game. This is what the school taught them, she was a warrior, she now knew she had Alpha blood in her. She needed to find the strength to get out.

Orion nodded once, repeating the words as he held the new general's gaze. "For the North."

But safer than before. Alpha Orion.

Chapter 5 Hannah's POV Manila is nothing like the island. On the island, you can hear the breath of the ocean; here, all you hear is the suffocating roar of engines and the impatient honking of jeepneys. The air doesn't smell like salt and roasting corn; it smells like exhaust and old rain. ​It has been three months since the black helicopters took Luke away. Three months of silence. ​I smoothed out my blazer—the most professional thing I owned—and looked up at the glass giant standing in the heart of Makati. CROMWELL LEGACY. The name was embossed in silver, gleaming under the harsh midday sun. It looked untouchable.