Orc Romance Novels & Stories

Ryan and Alex were punching each other and Andrew and the guys from Ryan's team were trying to separate them but seems they weren't strong enough as Alex and Ryan continued to punch each other. "Stop this nonsense!" Emma yelled as she tried to separate Alex from Ryan but I just stood still. I stood still with my eyes fixed on Alex. Is it weird that they are fighting and all I can see is Alex's hot and dripping body? ..........to be continued

Lance was already planning on the things he wants to do at the mall. One afternoon, Charm asked me to go around with her before going home. She looked so sad and distracted. We went to the Square and checked out the new stores and ate pizza. She told me she broke up with Franco. They had a misunderstanding and she's not really very patient. I was upset. I really liked Franco. He seemed so dependable, kind, and smart. "I think I got bored. I was looking again for excitement. Our relationship just went through that comfortable phase." Charm picked on her food. I retorted, "He's such a nice boy. He is exactly what you need. I don't know what else you are looking for." I wanted to kick her. I

25 March 1820 Rome, Italy Jacob was lounging on a chair and Mrs. Valentina Lombardi, the most sought after courtesan in Rome was sprawled on his lap, her lush body pressed to his as she tried to coax a reaction out of him. He knew all the other men watching him envied him. But for the life of him, he couldn't muster any enthusiasm for the act. Instead of finding her perfume enticing, he found it cloying. The smoke from the cigars made him feel suffocated.

"This isn’t a romance novel, Nanny. This is my life, and I’m just trying to do my job without embarrassing myself." Nanny laughs, clearly enjoying this way too much. "Oh, Isa. You’re making it sound like it’s the worst thing in the world. Just imagine it—a forbidden workplace romance, secret glances, and the tension! Oh, how thrilling! The babysitter and the boss. You’ve already got the perfect setup." I glare at her. "Nanny, stop. He’s my boss, and he has a child. A cute child, by the way, who is clearly going through something. I’m not about to entertain any fantasies about him."

Orice was especially on edge and it will take all the cajoling I could muster to stop him from tearing Zandor apart on sight. Orice and Nadine had just met in the outskirts of the last pack we had just subdued. He was there overseeing the ruins and celebrating his victory with the Gammas and the warriors when they bumped into each other that night. They had instantly connect, as he told me. They had spent days together and I was sure their mate bond had become very strong. But Orice, being a decent man, wanted to claim her only when she arrived at our pack, so she could meet his parents and perform the usual mating rites.

My other hand moved to cup her face, my thumb grazing her cheek gently, contrasting the intensity of everything else. There was a storm raging between us—anger, confusion, frustration, and something deeper, something neither of us could fully understand. But it was there. I felt it, and I knew she did too. Everything we’d been holding back, everything we’d refused to acknowledge, was breaking free in that kiss.

The orc nodded and held the palm of his hand out to me. I looked at the orc. He nodded with narrow eyes. I hesitantly touched my palm to his. He closed his eyes. I could feel something searching me, like the air around me. I focused and could see his green aura wrapping around me, probing at my limbs. He pulled away and looked back over his shoulder. He nodded at the orc. "She is the daughter of Matei Popov." "I told you I was. Now, what do you want?" The orc stepped closer to me. He smiled a big pointy tooth grin. "A kiss."

“That is because I do. And she is right here on my bed, wearing my shirt, laughing like she owns the place.” Orlanda laughed softly, brushing her nose against his. “Maybe I do own the place now. After all, you did give me a villa…” “And my heart,” he added without hesitation. That made her pause for a heartbeat, her eyes searching his before softening. “You are getting good at this romance thing.” “I’m learning from the best,” he murmured, tracing a finger lightly along her arm. She smirked. “Careful. If you keep talking like that, I might start thinking you are whipped.”

'There's no way that Orlan is a virgin. Orlan had told me that he's an Immortal, which means that he must have been living for centuries. This also means that he must have slept with different types of girls, and the must-have also slept with his lover who he claims is already dead. His lover is the solemn reason why he has to look himself up in the coffin, which implies that they must have been bounded emotional and must have had sex. "You? A virgin?" I question, as my brows were slightly arched.

“But it's not just the craving, Kaden. It’s something else.” I folded my arms. “Don’t start getting sentimental on me.” His smirk faded. “I’m serious.” I exhaled and watched him carefully. Orion wasn’t the type to overthink. He acted on instinct, trusted and his gut most of the time. And right now, his gut was telling him something I wasn't sure I wanted to hear. He sighed. “Something happened in the woods. With Roxanne.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” “She changed.” His gaze darkened. “And just for a second. She looked like Sienna.”