Orc X Elf Novels & Stories

Eight feet of pure horror bounding through the woods, towards the horde made up of at least twenty high orcs. High Orcs were normal orcs who evolved due to their high intake of mana from the surroundings. They are commonly found since mana is everywhere but for there to be a horde of this many High Orcs then both their physiques that cause them to take in so much mana and the forest which is filled with mana are highly compatible. My wolf, half the size of the smallest orc in the group, lunges straight at the throat of one of the High Orcs. It holds it in place with his massive claws then rips out the throat before the overgrown orc has any chance to swing its club.

Instead, when she'd seen the tall, well-proportioned, pointy-eared elf with a gentle temperament—Elwin Duskwood—she'd grabbed his hand and refused to let go no matter what. Charlotte was obsessed with handsome men. She'd been attracted by Elwin at first glance and chose to follow him without hesitation. In our previous life, in order to prevent me from challenging her for Elwin, she'd said to me with all seriousness, "You're taller than me, Minnie. That wolfman looks like a better match for you in terms of stature. He'll take good care of you." After our reincarnation, she switched up her lines. "I've never seen such a handsome man, Minnie. This pointy-eared man must be one of the elves of l

When Cedric said the channel to Prestoria was in the Elf world, she was confused but according to him, that was the only known place to get to Prestoria. Passing any other route will be futile. She had met elves before and she hated them. They were on her top list of most hated creatures. It was right after fairies and mermaids. She hated those things with utmost passion. She preferred ogres or trolls. They might be mean but they were not as silly and stupid as elves. Octavia did not like how everywhere was green. It was hurting her eyesight. Green wasn’t a color she hated much but seeing it almost everywhere was annoying.

But if true, She had really done and seen so much than the future Lord of Legolas Elanaoragorn. "And I assume it's your… your human?" "She's stronger than them. I've seen it" "No she can't. Lynx lynchs are close to indestructible, they are demons, evil and dark, and if there's anyone who can deal with the Cruks, is them" "But they are not. You don't understand, this is not—" "That is all, Iliya. If you will excuse me…" "Father?!" "You can leave again if you wish. The world outside is big enough"

More than that, all of my senses were heightened. Orcs are taller, stronger, and bulkier. They always carry either a club, an axe, or a greatsword with them. They have fangs protruding from their bottom lips. Their green skins make it harder to spot them in the forest, which is why I am relying heavily on my other senses.

He leaned against the wall and looked at the emptiness. Werewolf? She’s too strong. He looked at the several pieces of the table. Vampire? He remembered what had happened three days ago, the girl ran very fast and her movements were quiet. Witch? He never saw Sierra used magic. It is unlikely that an elf, the elf is tall but their ears are elongated and pointed. It also does not run fast but they are agile and strategic. That falls into one creature. Summer looked at them. They seem to be thinking the same thing.

Me-Any way I can change your mind. My-Lycan - Bruce was loyal until Caesar stole his mate. So should the king steal our mate. Me-Our mate is not special enough for the prick to notices. My Lycan-She is to me. You are an ungrateful human. If I leave you she will too. Me-Her human half would love me. My-Lycan-But her Lycan would kill you. “James George Gregory and his mate Gloriana,” the harold calls us.

The ears of the beautiful girl Cecil in front of my eyes have a distinctive shape. If you are familiar with fantasy stories, yes. Those are sharply pointed ears. She is an elf. Apparently, the elves in this world seem a little different from the elves I know, but the basics remain the same. Everyone has a beautiful appearance, sharp ears and long life. I was born here like the usual babies, and am now 19 years old. Compared to human beings, I think I have a greater physical ability and a more convenient body. In Algarde, Humans, Spirits, Demons, and others species live beside us. Each has an independent state, in which some cooperate and some are in hostile relationships.

Unlike the dying world outside, the Ravine was thriving, nurtured by Kaelen's forbidden alchemy and my own channeled life-force. "Fenris is growing desperate," Thane observed, his hand resting on the hilt of a newly forged obsidian blade. He stood sentinel at my side, a silent, unwavering pillar of strength. "He will send a retrieval party. Not for food, but for you. He still believes you are a servant to be ordered, Elora, not a force to be reckoned with."

VR answered truthfully and Orni couldn't describe how shocked is she right now. Orni murmured going backwards," Gang Leader!!" " Angel, don't be scared. I won't do anything to you," VR assured holding her shoulder gently. Orni pushed away his hands and screamed at the top of her lungs," Your murderer! Don't touch me. I was a fool to love a person like you! I loved a murderer and liar! You told me that you are a businessman but in reality, you are a gangster. You are a criminal." Saying all these Orni started crying when VR warned her," Watch your words angel."