Orc Woman Novels & Stories

Orlan on the other hand is able to freeze time. He hasn't tried it before because it's going to be the end of his life, but he believes that he possesses the power within. "Why did she allow herself to get attached easily?" An individual from the crowd asked. Orlan breathes in, and then he clenches his fist. "SHE'S A HUMAN!" He declared. The sound of cricket was heard all over the place because everyone became quiet. They were all surprised to see that a ruthless Immortal like Orlan Titan was given a human mate by the moon goddess.

Spiral waves of light and shadow drag me through planes of nothingness until I’m hurled into a basement in a home, drenched in smoke and crimson glow. And I see her. Oleen Ramleigh, draped in shadows, spirals of black and red crawling her skin like living things. Her face hollow, eyes empty. Around her, five ethereal women chant in unison, their robes the color of blood. A cauldron glows at their center, sparks leaping as knives stab into it over and over. “Oleen…” The name breaks from me in disbelief. She was older than I was. Distant, never quite known to me back when I used to live in Silvaton Ridge. But this, this creature doesn’t belong to the oracle she seemingly once was.

Briefly before the door swings closed, he sees Fay, passed out, naked and bruised. The skin tight helm begins to fold back, morphing down as their leader made his way out of the captain’s room. The male orc has a dark, after shaved beard on his strong jawline. Those ebony locks of his fall down on his green shoulders and his dark amber eyes leer to Uzul. “Hey, what is wrong with Fay?” a questioning tone reaps from his throat and as he asked the other two faces become visible to the Uzul. The one on the right side of the tall orc has an eyepatch upon her left eye, fully covering it. Though her other eye is pure blue. She has dark dreads that fall down to her back. Between the gums inside her

My father asked Mathias. “No, however, Odeia has seen a war coming and we believe he is a huge part of it. When one of our Clans was attacked, the first time we saw the Crawlers, there was a rogue wolf Lamia recognized. She called him Oliver…” A collective growl from the table erupted at the mention of his name. “… It was after that, that Orion appeared to us in Lonely City.” “I hope to fuck you can keep her safer than her last mate from Oliver.” Mike spat venomously.

The shock was evident in the air with with stunted expressions settling on our faces and after a while, my heart swelled with pride trying to enjoy the moment of Orian standing up for me and it was truly a glorious moment. "What Queen?" Hector snorted looking at me, "This abominable creature that calls herself a woman?" I looked up at myself trying to find out what in my appearance disgusted him. I surely didn't look like a Queen at the moment but I am definitely a woman, "I don't know what she has done to you Orian but need I remind you that she comes from the womb of a pack whore, she's Titans bastard and no amount of polishing or status can make her what she's not which is a rich influent

However, none came his way. Smiling, Oritha gave Zen a pat on the back. “You’ve got good eye! I didn’t think she would be here in the academy too.” Coral was one of the people Zen wasn’t so sure about initially. However, Vera’s recommendation made him think twice. She was the odd one out in Oriole’s new party because of her background. Like Oritha, she was very athletic and would make a great warrior in the game. Unlike Oritha, who had dark hair, Coral had golden hair and amber eyes. However, she was tanner than Sasha and Akiko. The scar on her left cheek and the iron brand on her left inner wrist spoke volumes about the type of life she had previously.

A feral grin of excitement stretched across her face as the orc growled and raised his club high in the air. "Aqua Lancer!" shouted a female voice as a lance of water stabbed itself straight through the orc's chest. Watching the orc fall to the ground in defeat, the woman turned her head back. The wind swept through her wild pale blonde ponytail. "Nice job, Julie~!" The woman called Julie had long flowing black hair, and a frown marred her pretty face. She pushed up her glasses. "Stop playing around, Beatrix, and let's hurry and get this over with!" she scolded, causing Beatrix to pout in disappointment.

He said this and smiled at Adom. Adom just wanted to hug him. He was way too good for this world. He felt the tension and his nerves leave his body, and he laughed lightly. He could breathe again. “I'm so lucky to have you around. I had a reason not to tell anyone. Uhm. I'm an omega."Adom continued. “and? Is that a bad thing? I think omegas are the strongest gender there is.” Jack said, scooted closer to Adom, and put his hand on his shoulder.

Strength and intelligence blazed from her shining red orbs~ She hadn't changed a bit from the last time he had encountered her besides the fact that she appeared as she had lived through unspeakable battles from the past decades. She was covered from head to toe by the floor-length black cloak she was dressed in that made her look like a reaper who was here for his soul. Reading his thoughts the Oracle grinned. “Fortune has knocked on your door Vampire. Don’t be rude now. I'm too wild to be compared with the glorious soul reaper.”

Her body wasn't yet ready to take him on again. She bet Mercedes would be readily available to perform dutifully. Of course, most female vampires were more than ready to entertain and fit into Orion's arms and life. Even in the world below, social media had come and evolved. She saw the headlines. Orion was a celebrity amongst the otherworldly.