The Lady And The Orc Novels & Stories

The hammer crushed the Orc's giant head, turning it to a pulp of bones, blood, and green flesh. Konoiki waited for the second Orc to swing at him, he made a quick movement to the left and the Orc missed him. This disoriented the Orc and in a slash, Konoiki cut him into two halves. "I forgot how dangerous you Snowlandians are with your swords," Rauthorn said. The third Orc was kept busy by the pub owner and her assistant who soon got knocked down. The Orc was about to finish them off when Konoiki charged at him. He tackled the Orc and they both fell out the window.

Her eyes glowed white-blue with raw power. She landed on the orc’s shoulders in a blur of motion, flipped her dagger—my dagger, the one I gave her in the forest months ago—and drove it down, hard, through his skull. It sank with a sickening crunch, and the brute gave one last choking grunt before he collapsed like a crumbling monument, knees first, then face-first into the mud. She rode him down. Like a goddess of war. And when she stood—drenched in blood, rain glistening across her armor, hair plastered to her cheeks, glowing with fury and fire—she looked straight at me and smiled.

There in the middle of the dance floor were standing Sage and Jes wearing micro-mini skirts paired with tops that left a little to nothing for imaginations. With their wild hair, they perfectly fit the description of wild women the waiter had described. Raphael, Aidan, and Lucas watched them with an open mouth~ Sage was hooting while Jes was scaring guards with the raccoon that she was holding in her hands. The first thing that came into Raphael's mind was that from where in hell she had gotten that thing?

Both of us were soaked. Seeing that I had also been splashed, the villager hurried forward, intending to apologize. However, the moment he looked at me, he fell silent as he stared in shock. I paused for a moment before realizing something was wrong. My heart sank. Sure enough, Aldric’s gaze shifted back and forth between Rosalind and me. “The Princess’s mark on her forehead washed away with the water, but Lady Leanora’s makeup faded… and revealed a real birthmark! Lady Leanora… She is the true Chosen One!”

Chapter One. Aurora's POV* I hurriedly applied the finishing touches to my almost-perfected makeup and took a long stare at my reflection in the mirror. The person that stared right back at me was all shades of beauty and perfection, unlike the person on the other side of the mirror. I took out my phone and was about to dial a number when I heard a loud horn just outside my window. I quickly took my purse from my bedside table and walked majestically down the stairs, and over to the door, opened it slowly, and stood transfixed on the spot.

That was the ultimate humiliation for Ryan. He tried to lunge at Lawrence, but Lawrence knocked him flat with a single punch. The air seemed to still. Ryan turned to hit Kate, only to slip again. Kate staggered to my car, slapping at the window, but was held back by my bodyguards. The face she pressed against the glass was twisted and hideous, much like a banshee. "Helen! You think you've won?" she cried. I rolled down the window and stated, "You and Ryan can rot in the slums forever. That's exactly what you deserve."

She seemed to let out a loud drawn out breath and broke into a smile as she rushed forward. "Keratin, I'm so glad to see you." She practically flew into his arms, making him freeze. She pushed the Ork into his chest and stepped back. "That's the Ork Storm requested, now can we please get out of here." Keratin said not a word except to turn to Lady Lucia who brandished a long staff. She mumbled some incantations and a golden arc appeared. "Child, I suggest you climb onto his back." Lady Lucia jerked her head to where Storm was still in his wolf form.

He didn't want to die! To his surprise, the female Orc waved her arm at him, throwing him across the floor. It wasn't out of malice, because as Will got back up on his feet, he saw that the Orc leader had entered the room. He didn't even glance at Will, his eyes were focused on the female Orc. Will stared at the Orc leader whose eyes were showing different emotions, first longing, then sadness, and then a burning fury. Will realized that the female Orc was probably his mate, and this made Will fear for his life even more. His plan was to gamble on the Orc leader letting him go as soon as he saw that the female Orc was free. However since it was personal, the Orc leader would probably want re

Grimkeeper conceded with a nod toward the center of the room. Lady Long, whom Steve had earlier pegged as a diplomat of some kind, had abandoned all pretense of civility. Her body, now fully exposed, was covered in scales that shimmered like rubies in the dim light. Two massive men—were they even men?—had her trapped between them, one claiming her from behind while the other thrust upward from below. The dragon lady's face was a mask of ecstasy, her long tongue lolling as she surrendered to primal pleasure.

One's hand was bent in a peculiar angle which indicated it had dislocated. Then Diana clutched the wrist of the two lackeys trying to hold her back, and with an intense squeeze,the sound of bones shattering split the air. In a blink of an eye,the two lackeys were already howling in an excruciating pain. How was a lady able to do all of that? Stone was extremely terrified. "How dare you make a move against my lackeys? You must wish to marry death.." Stone's expression darkened and he ordered "Kill him!"