Orc Romance Novels & Stories

Orlan was a werewolf, so the cold didn't really affect him much. One of the reasons Orlan brought Noura here was because he was confused. Usually, humans invite their girlfriends to have a romantic dinner at a restaurant; the problem is that his girlfriend is a vampire. She couldn't eat, nor could she taste the taste of food. So it's a waste to make a dinner like that. Even though, in his deepest heart, Orlan wanted to be like that. Surrounded by hundreds of candles forming the word I Love You; red and blue roses strewn across the floor, accompanied by piano and violin music. Romantic love is like humans.

he chuckled as I joined the class. I found Rori waiting by my car after school her body physically relaxed when she saw me, mine however hitched a notch when I saw her in her tight little purple sports shorts and a white sports bra that exposed her toned mid rift and her long shapely legs glowed in the sun. Fuck this girl pushed all my buttons and tugged at my resolve to not take her virginity yet. Arthur's words rang in my mind stopping me from automaticly shoving her into one of my own scent covered hoodie or shirts. I did the next immediately immature thing though I rushed to her pulling her into my arms and roughly pulling her body flush to mine. She gasped in surprise but melted closer

“Oh. Oh no. You really have not had sex, have you?” “I already told you no!” I protested. “We have not,” Andre said curtly. “I see.” Roman sloshed his drink around in the glass. “Well then. Shall we return to discussing A Court of Thorns and Roses? I have opinions on the book’s views on feminism.” “Why would you think we had sex?” I asked. “Because of the wording of the contract,” Roman replied simply. “Joemar told me you discovered the loophole. And, to be quite frank, you and Andre have appeared quite fond of one-another since I returned today.”

" I hear her voice, it sounds softer now. I open the door, in my gray sweats and black Nirvana T-shirt. I threw my long black hair into a messy bun. I quickly walk to Delaney's side. A huge man is standing right next to her who looks just as mad as she is. He sees me looking at him and he sticks his hand out. "Hello, Melody is it? I am Orion. Delaney's mate and Fiance. Nice to meet you." He says with a small smile. I shake his hand and look at the Chrissy girl who looks even more irate. "FIANCE?? What the fuck do mean, FIANCE??" She growls. "That isn't your concern, what are you doing here Chrissy!?" Delaney growls again. Hmm, Orion the future Alpha, must have been a very frivolous man befor

And with those words, his moist tongue tenderly caressed her slit. Her eyes rolled back in ecstasy as she swayed her hips, synchronizing her movements to match Orion's taste perfectly. As she reached the first pinnacle of pleasure, Orion rose to his feet, a bead of moisture glistening on his lips. His gaze bore into her with unwavering intensity as he shed his upper garment, revealing the scars that bore testament to over two months spent in the hospital. At that moment, Erin's fiery passion seemed doused by a sudden wave of reality. Orion moved towards her, but she halted him with a gentle hand placed upon his chest.

The young woman sitting by me stopped her game and watched me rant in astonishment. When I ran out of angry words, she clapped her hands in succession, and it echoed in the silence. "Well said, Princess, but I think someone lied to you, just like they lied to some of them over there," she said, pointing to a point in the room's corner. "Over there in the blue dress is Princess Kit of the Blue Brook Pack. She was given away as an alliance gift to the Lycan King and found herself as a slave here the very next day. Following her is Princess Yvette from the distant pack region of the werecats. She was told that she was to be matched with the Lycan Prince. She has not gotten over the deceit that

But I only grinned at him, revelling in my victory. Suddenly, he attacked my neck from behind, pulling my head back by my hair. He unleashed his inner monster, biting my neck and sucking my blood with an insatiable hunger. I turned him around to face me and captured his lips with mine. He gripped my waist, pulling me closer, and we kissed passionately, our bodies igniting with desire. It wasn't a normal kiss—it was filled with both love and the taste of blood. He bit and sucked the blood from my lips. I was the happiest person alive, knowing that I was satisfying my vampire boyfriend's hunger.

Their hollow eyes made my skin crawl. "Exchange your vows." The ghost bride slowly lowered her head toward me. In that instant, a small piece of skull slipped loose from the side of her forehead and fell. Right then, I heard the system notification: [Ding! Congratulations on successfully selecting your target: Ximena Ferguson.] [Target has gifted you a blood-red formal suit. It has been added to your inventory. Bonus reward: one universal glue.] [Please remove the nail from Ximena's head and use the universal glue to repair her skull to increase intimacy.]

Dorrien countered. “Well we are—” “We saw it, dearest. No need to be shy,” Romaine painted a saccharine smile to which Dorrien frowned. Rozelyn and Cyrill then held each other’s body again and kissed. “Let them be, “ Dorrien stated. So, Romaine and Dorrien walked away from the scene as silent as they could. *** “They have chemistry, you know…” Dorrien muttered as he took a sip at his mocktail drink.

Rori felt like she was in a trance as the warmth from the man under her began drawing pleasure from every stroke and breath he assaulted her skin with. Rori pulled his head from her chest and kissed him desperately. Diving her tongue in and out of his mouth as she drug her teeth across his bottom lip. Rori felt like she was desperate for something from him, and she had no idea what it was, but she knew she needed him to never stop. Rori squeezed her knees together and ground herself desperately into the man underneath her as they panted together, clawing and licking at the other’s flesh like hungry animals.