The Orc From The Office Novels & Stories

Pretty stylish, actually. “You are a strange human.” He states, and then I think he smiles, but it’s hard to tell. “We have many at home who wish us return.” More broken English. “We serve Witch, not fight.” Slamming his fist into his chest he gives me a nodded bow. The Orcs around him begin banging their chests, the rumble could probably be heard throughout the Wanbourne. What was happening? They serve Witches? “Then,” I try not to stutter, “, you should go home to your families.” I say to the Orc in front of me as he ceases bowing.

It's summer now, and I've somehow become the stinkiest person in the entire company. Everyone says that I smell terrible. The doctors say that there is nothing wrong with my body, but my colleagues still avoid me like the plague at work. Even the intern secretly puts deodorant on my desk. I can't take it anymore and hand in my resignation. But on the day I'm processing the paperwork, my manager, Joel Winters, chases me to the elevators and stops me. His voice shakes as he says, "I'll give you 50 thousand dollars to continue sitting at your desk." I don't agree to it and call the police instead. When the police cut open the huge eight-foot teddy bear next to me, the entire office falls s

Orion with wide eyes nodded, before I let him go. “We will need to go to your office first. There is something you must see.” Orion took the lead and we walked to my office. Once we walked in, Orion picked up a tab from his desk and the screen came to life. He began to play a video and placed the tab right in front of my face. The first thing I saw, were two men, with masks on their face. They held swords in their hands and stood over someone that was crouched down at the bottom. My eyes flickered to the person on the ground, and my blood tan cold.

“Get out!” Anders yells at Julia, who scurries out of his office. He is in a foul mood, and like every other day at his office, Julia takes the heat. She bumps into Orion as he heads for Anders’ office. Orion waves Julia’s apology off and continues his journey to Anders. “Good morning to you!” Orion beams, entering Anders’ office with a smile. His smile falls upon seeing the look on Anders’ face. “Oh shit! You’re having your period again.”

she muttered under her breath, letting out a scoff before she walked past a maid, ignoring the fact that she greeted. Finally Orion got to the company, Nessa's voice drawing his attention to herself even though it was not intentional, but Orion just glanced at her and the other workers that were both communicating. He settled in his seat in the office, placing a hand under his jaw, but it was all a matter of time before he moved it from that position, unlocking his laptop, then he picked up his glass from the table. A knock came in after an hour, making Orion take off the glasses, and he turned to the door.

“Thank you. I’m sorry too. I wish I could have done more to help her.” “You’re her best friend. I’m glad that hasn’t changed.” I didn't wait for her response. Instead, I made my way through the rooms and corridors to the office. The door was slightly ajar. For only a second I began to hesitate, but then just as quickly, I pushed it open. Fuck this. It's my house. Oren's chair was turned, facing the windows that overlooked the pool. "...yet you were there? If the conversation will affect Demetri Enterprises, then I should be informed."

“Middle-aged and snoring. Looks harmless enough.” “Alright,” I say, not quite sure about this yet. Sure, we had the witches, and we were werewolves. Hell, I was the Alpha King. There's no way a human would empower all of us. Tsertinand and I enter the office and the woman sitting behind the desk jerks awake. She looks around, startled to her bones before her eyes land on us. For a moment, she blinks, and then immediately plasters a smile on her face before standing up.

In less than ten seconds, all the security guards fell to the floor, grunting and sobbing in pain. Bang! Noir strode up to the office and kicked the door down. Andrius and Snow went in. Inside the office was a middle-aged man, looking fat and disgusting. His outrageous size almost crushed the chair that he was seating on. He was the assistant manager of Evergreen Inc., Hank Lucci. “Snow? What’s the matter? Are you going to accept my offer?” When he looked up at the entrance, a hint of lust and greed flashed on his disgusting face as soon as he spotted Snow. He instinctively ignored Andrius and Noir.

He walked into an office,a bald man with tattoos scattered over his bald head,sat on a chair his legs placed on the desk. “Boss” He saluted, scrambling up like his pants are on fire. Marcus stared at him in disgust. “ Orion i need your files from last two years” “Yes sir” He dashed to work immediately, checking the cabinets next to him. A few moments later, Marcus is staring at a file,his hands holding the file so tight,his knuckles turning white. “You didn't know she was Ethan's woman” He asked angrily,you could see the flames coming from his nostrils and ears.

that my focus snapped back to the present. The room erupted in shocked murmurs, a ripple of unease spreading like a contagion. I didn’t speak. Instead, I let my gaze drift casually toward the end of the table where the orc delegation sat. A new face was there now—a broad-shouldered brute with scars crisscrossing his jaw, his tusks chipped but gleaming. His dark eyes were twin storms of barely contained fury. My brows drew together as I studied him. Another death. Another power shift. The timing was too perfect, too coincidental.