Orc Woman 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.

Poison. They had our mate on her knees, stationed between two orcs. The mountainous clan of warriors rarely ventured down to the city, but even I knew there was something wrong with these ones. Milky white veins spread across their faces, crawling down their throats before vanishing beneath their thick leathers. The cloaked woman lifted a gloved hand. “Bring him here.” Her voice was deep, warped by magic that made her sound both lyrical and monstrous. A crowd of malnourished, soot-covered people watched from the outskirts of the courtyard as two more orcs dragged a body into view. Only, it wasn’t just any body—

They were vicious and filled the hearts of other wolf packs with fear. They were worshipped like gods and manipulated other wolves to do their bindings, they formed the association of the underworld, distinguishing the wolves from the humans, it was treacherous to have anything to do with the humans and it could cause a death sentence on anyone caught with a human. Great Lycan Silva was the first Lycan to be born and his birth was to be a salvation to all of the underworld… or not.

"What? No. I just didn't want him to hurt you." "Worry is an emotion." He pushed me back a little. "I wasn't worried." I cocked my head at him. I didn't want to fight with him, but it was fun to watch his denial. "Okay." I sat back down next to him and watched the bodies on the dance floor. "Okay?" "What? I believe you. You're a big strong orc with no feelings." I held my hand out in an okay gesture. "Got it." Liam growled. Before I could make another comeback, the curtain opened. An orc woman walked through. Her figure was curvy beneath her leather jacket of the Ardor Brothers. I recognized her as the woman Liam was having sex with when Karma was here.

Erin walked ahead, her posture straighter now, the burden of leadership already settling upon her. But Raynor could see the cracks, the moments of hesitation in her gaze, the fleeting doubt that still lingered despite her outward strength. She had awakened the Wolf God’s power, claimed her place as the Moon’s Orphan, and had taken the first steps toward uniting the clans. But there was something deeper inside her that had been left untouched—something raw, something that needed healing.

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

The female Orc saw this and was slightly surprised, she dropped her grin and looked carefully at the Goblin in front of her. Will got back to his senses and rushed towards her. The female Orc growled at him and struggled a bit, thinking he was going to hurt her. But Will ignored her and started removing her restraints. Once she was free, Will tried to help the female Orc on her feet, but it was of no use, she was to weak. Will continued to try desperately, he even started crying as the despair in him built up. He didn't want to die!

Oracle gave the invisible person a pitied look and then focused her black gaze back on Aric. "Tell me witch are you going to stab me again or you are going to help me out this time?" Aric asked already getting tired of Oracle's riddles and madness. Oracles are known to be the most vicious beings of the supernatural world. Extremely evil and a breath away from the madness. "I owe you nothing. You deserved that stab and much more." She sneered at him. "You owe me nothing but you owe her your life witch. Tell me where is my mate not for my sake but for the sake of your only friend." Aric, the lonely Alpha pleaded.

Ora’s POV It’s just been a couple of days since Sandy and Evaan left. But, it already feels like a part of me is missing. “Ora….Ora, when did start falling for strangers like this? Don’t you know that nothing good can come out of an association between a werewolf and a witch?” I chided myself as I changed and adjusted my hairstyle. Today was the thirteenth day after my sister’s death. Mother must have organised a formal ceremony to consecrate her remains. I knew she wouldn’t want me to attend it but I had to go.

The drama unfolding in her front was quite funny, and she would have been so ashamed of herself if there was any other person in the room. "Hahahaha, your legs are so worn out that you can't even stand on your feet. Bella, who the hell must have fucked you so hard that you lost your balance?" Mrs. Manchor said, looking at Bella with her face filled with disgust. Bella watched her mother, who had borne her in her womb, insult her to her heart's content. Bella knew she was an omega, and that had been the reason why the whole pack hated her. Her not having a wolf in her made the hatred increase. They had found out that she was wolf-less on her eighteenth birthday, on the night of the full moon.