The Ogre Novels & Stories

She questioned, looking troubled. The rage in her eyes was a clear sign of her deep hate for werewolves. Since the spirit dwelling in me no longer felt like putting her down like her armies, I calmly said, “It’s no sorcery. I am an Omega.” “Don’t lie to me!” She raised her voice, flashing her eyes at me. “You are using something to make yourself unstoppable! No ordinary wolf can beat a whole army of my strong Vampires. It’s an impossible thing to do, unless you’re using dark magic!” She accused, refusing to belief me.

She turned her head away when she saw him looking at her sideways. "If I didn't know better, I would say you are ogling him," taunted her wolf. "Who is ogling? I was only admiring his wolf. Say, he is quite striking to look at." "Definitely ogling then... Well, if you are finished, you might realize we are entering their territory and as much as I hate to say this, it's time we switch back," said Sky a bit dejected. "Yeah, it's about time, and don't worry, I will keep my word. Will let you out more often, and won't be a dick-head anymore."

I noticed he was holding Lauwrens hand tightly as if scared to let go, but soon the wolves started launching at us and were fast to defend themselves and protect the witches. A particular wolf seemed to be so determined to kill me as it kept coming, feistier each time I managed to fight it off. I was left with no choice but to pull out a dagger. It was time to fight until one dies. Without any delay and swung the dagger as it sprang towards me. The dagger cut through it limp, and it slumped down in pain. I had the urge to finish it off, but something grabbed my attention. Turning my head to the side, I heard a scream, and then I saw a black wolf launching at someone and ripping the flesh off

Tears overflowed my eyes. “Then tell me who’s hurting you, Spade.” The sudden tone change startled me. “I don’t know. A monster.” I covered my face. “I’m scared. Please, come and help me.” “Do you want this to end?” The voice hardened. “Yes.” “Then answer me honestly, Spade. No more lying.” She sounded angry now. “I swear I’m not lying. It’s a man without a face. A tall man with a tattoo of a snake on his right hand. He’s scary. His eyes are red. He’s a monster. Please, help me.”

Her hands clawed at the stone as she tried to drag herself away from the ogre looming above her—massive, tusked, its skin gray and slick with rain that dripped from the shattered window above. Her scream tore through the hall as it lifted its spiked club. Something inside me—something I’d buried beneath years of hunger, rage, and restraint—snapped. I lunged. Shadows licked my heels as I crossed the distance, faster than human, faster than most creatures dared to be. My blade was in my hand before the ogre’s club swung down. The steel caught the beast’s wrist, severing tendon and spraying black ichor across the stone walls. It be

“What the hell are you doing?” I deliberately kept my eyes looking straight ahead. There was no chance I wanted to accidentally see Kael's bare ass and balls. Thankfully, that wasn't difficult because my wolf was completely focused on the biggest predator in the forest. Apparently his name was Orion Jackson. Another wave of energy rushed through the air. The giant tan wolf disappeared. In his place stood a giant... Well... A giant tan man. I lifted my eyes to keep my attention on his face and broad chest. Orion looked like the perfect golden boy.