Orochimarus Novels & Stories

It was very clear to her that everything was getting out of her control, including her two sons. She stepped into the creative department and everyone stood up with their heads bent as they greeted her. Clara also got up to greet and then she took a glimpse of Maria's face. Maria was a beautiful woman, in her 50s with a slim and youthful body structure, she was a replica of Philip in almost everything except the eyes. Maria had outstanding brown eyes while Philip had grey eyes. She didn't know much about Philip's family history, but she knew that Manuel wasn't Philip's biological father. It was a mystery that she didn't want to get into.

Lariempi replied softly “But I can make it up to you.” He added after a moment of silence “How?” Amelia asked as she finally turned around to take a look at the god who took up the form of a dashing young man “I can help you evolve and become stronger so you can have you revenge.” He replied “Have my revenge? But the monster is already dead.” Amelia exclaimed “This mystic beast is not the first to slip into the mortal world and it won’t be the last, your husband is just one of several that has died and will die by their claws.” Lariempi said emotionlessly

"This is what they've been hyping us about? He's so scrawny!" The insectoid Prime Chimera flew towards Len and studied him up and down. Len was highly alarmed by the monster's blade - like arms that flailed around him. The loud buzzing of the insectoid's wings hurt his ears and from up close, Lars could identify that this Prime Chimera was derived from orchid mantis based on its pink colorations. "Hymeno, you absolute moron. We all look like that at some point," Axylia said. "Surely not as pathetic - looking as this one. Look at him!"

For all I knew, those two were living on the island. I sighed exasperatedly and climbed off. I made my way to the jungle where our house was, but all of a sudden, I heard a roar and I froze. A moment later, another roar. This time it was loud enough to shudder me in fear. I gulped and turned around, only to find a wild cat. Jaguar!! Oh my God! Its big rounded yellow eyes fixed on me as if I was its next delicious food. I swallowed hard. My throat turned dry as fear crawled into my chest. My hair stood up on the back of my neck when I heard another roar from behind. That means it was not only a jaguar but a jaguar. I didn’t want to die, and I didn’t want to become the food of two jaguars. My

Jade watched in silence. Ceynol felt a sudden weight press down on him—Crown was deliberately making themselves heavier, testing his strength. He nearly laughed. His child was already challenging him. Truthfully, Crown did weigh a lot. But he wasn’t about to admit that. “I want to see one more thing before we go!” Crown exclaimed excitedly. “What is it, baby?” Jade asked. “The Paromola macrocheira!” Crown pointed toward a giant crab-like creature that resembled a monstrous spider.

The Helm of Awe covered my left shoulder and on my right was Valknut. Yggdrasil was in the middle and flowing from the roots of the tree was a wolf head. On either side of the wolf was a Jericho 9mm, Kiran’s personal touch to my Zeta mark. From the bottom of the roots, down my spine, was a ghost rune designed by Malachi with my name Jericho adorning the top of Yggdrasil. An hour and a half later Marcus was finished and I put my shirt back on. Tonight I would have to undress with every member of the pack present and shift for the first time in my life.

“And that it not going to happen if you are all fighting like a bunch of rats in some pod.” His expression shifted. Nathan glanced at me, curious but not surprised. “Marcel is unstable,” I continued quietly. “Dominic stands between him and destruction. The council is restless. Rogues are hungry. Packs are divided. And as far as the rumor goes, your little rogue has managed to contain a beast that would be more than willing to take over if Marcel simply ticked.” I stepped closer, my voice lowering. “All it takes is one thread to snap… and everything unravels.”

Veluven is said to be a "blessed empire". According to its history, the very first emperor named Ydar is a god so Imperial family members will inherit healing and shapeshifting abilities. The empire's current emperor is a man named Tyrolin. He has 3 sons and a daughter: Zion, the Crown Prince , next is Henry, third is Pelird, Lastly, we have Princess Yana, the youngest of them all. Emperor Tyrolin had 2 lovers. The current empress who is the mother of Zion and Pelird. There's also Consort Ruby who died when Henry was 7.

To say that she was confused would be an exaggeration. “What is this place?” Amaka’s voice echoed. The crunch under their feet made Ejima tighten her fist on the sling dangling on her waist. There were dried bones everywhere, skulls of men and beasts and certainly children. She was right, this was a cave, not of stones but of bones and grasses. Skulls lined the walls, adding more horror to each stride they took. “Iworo.” Uche said and when Ejima thought he was not going to continue, he added, “Once known as Death’s eponym. It was first built by Gruchi, an old wizard who served the kingdom, not for money or power, but blood.”

“Looks like we still don’t have enough teammates. This beast has way too many heads, and all of them are as strong as Spirit Severing cultivators. More importantly, they’re big, have thick scales, and rejuvenate fast.” Martiny smiled. “The Orochi is the guardian of Mount Fuji, and it has been on this Earth for a very long time. So it’s naturally hard to beat! Now that it has been corrupted by some demonic Chi, it has become even more bloodthirsty than before. And we don’t really have to kill it off. It knows just how powerful we are now, so I don’t think it’d do anything rash. Our main goal is to save everyone.” “Follow me!” Martiny held onto her bell and swam forward.