Orc X Elf Novels & Stories

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.

At the end of the path was a field full of wild grasses, and in the field stood an elflord. On the elflord's arm was a cat-sized falcon. Its feathers were speckled with gray and brown marks, and its claws were the color of fresh amber. Niamh recognized the pair as the elflord and bird they had been watching from the walls. Lorcan signaled the elflord forward, and when the elflord reached them, he handed Niamh a strong, leather glove and a piece of meat. She looked at Lorcan. "Hold out your arm," the king ordered softly.

One word popped up in his head, [Orcs! This world had Goblins, so why not Orcs? He tried to remember everything he could about Orcs from his previous world. There were some discrepancies between western fantasy and eastern fantasy when it came to Orcs. Eastern fantasy usually depicted Orcs as big pig like humanoids. However in western fantasy, especially Tolkien, Orcs were corrupted Elves. [Tusks are more of a pig feature, but other than that she was pretty humanoid. If it wasn't for her bulging muscles mixed with excessive fat in some areas, she could even be somewhat attractive.] Having this thought made Will shudder even more, having lived in a civilized world, the very idea of forcing hi

My life ends here. "Good of her…" I heard Elf's voice and turned to her in anger, but was shocked at what my inner eyes saw. She had the face of one of the strongest demons in history; a lengthy canine, bloody red eyes, long claws, there were even thorny wings; two horns were also on her head. I trembled and screamed, pointing at her, but just then, I was slammed and it made me fall into unconsciousness... Could it be true?? Elf a demon??

He began to sit up slowly so he could turn and face Alysin. “I am an Elfre. We must return the gifts given to us with gifts of our own. It is our purpose.” Samnom focused harder and studied the girl’s face. Her ears were pointed like an Elf’s. Elfre were part of the Elf family but they had a distinct purpose. That was to give in return for being given a gift. They were loners and few people knew much about them. After giving their gifts their spirit was freed from the world and they moved on into another dimension.

Oris could only smirk at the scene. The masked man was strong, but he was much stronger. No other race can compete with the Elves in terms of magical power. He simply waited till everyone was a safe distance away. "Are you prepared to meet your death?" Oris proudly displayed his aura. When he no longer had to hold back, the destructive magic began to arrange itself, and the surroundings shuddered. “Unfortunately…" "I don't want to die just yet." Randolf, on the other hand, took a step back, and his body rapidly blended into the background and vanished.

And from those rifts descended nine beings whose presence made the world itself bow. The Nine of the Council The Werewolf Prime Alpha, Magnus Greyfang, landed first—towering, silver-furred, his eyes molten gold and his voice thunder itself. Then Elarion Silvergrove, the Elf King, walked through a portal of green light, his crown woven from living branches that appear like gold. The next came Queen Nerida of the Deep Seas, rising from a spiral of ocean water, scales shimmering with bioluminescent blue. Oberis Faelora, the Fairy King, fluttered down in blinding radiance, his beauty sharp enough to cut. His gaze swept the crowd like a blade.

Sharon said and they starred at each other. "Peace." They said and ran toward the woods. The beast staggered into the underground and Oscorb stood up immediately he saw him. "Geoffrey what happened to you?" Oscorb exclaimed. "I am the Beast not Geoffrey. That girl is something else and her friends too." The beast muttered. "You mean Elsa Gomez or what are you talking about?" Oscorb asked. "They're Creatures like me but with different powers." The beast said. "You mean to say Elsa Gomez is a Lycan too?" Oscorb asked.

Five figures stood near the center of the room, each one radiating authority. The council's eyes shifted toward us as we entered then they saw her. Every single one of them stiffened and the room fell silent. My grip on Liora tightened slightly. Something was very wrong. One of the elders stepped forward slowly. His silver hair gleamed under the light. His eyes fixed on Liora with a mixture of disbelief and dread then he spoke and the words that left his mouth made my wolf growl. “Where did you find her, Alpha Kael?”

A cloudy mist of shadows grows from beneath his feet, and within seconds, it grows large enough to shield us. 'It's time, Valerie. You're the hybrid Oracle - only you can lead this army. Only besides your friends - can you win.' Elises voice whispers in my ears as a foreign glow fills me with warmth. 'I thought I was always the Oracle. I didn't know Elias needed to die so I can kill Freya.'