The Orc From The Office Novels & Stories

It is satisfying. We lunged at Alpha Maximus over the desk, pinned him to the floor. Marcus tries to drag us from him, when Orion snaps his jaws towards Marcus. He stepped back, showing he isn’t a threat. My attention is turned back to this shit stain before me. I snarled in his face, teeth barred, saliva dripping down onto his face. It is a terrifying sight to see. Under me, he made a whimpering sound. He is weak. He is no Alpha.

No one dared block her path, not even the receptionist at the front desk. With a loud bang, Aurora flung the office door open, startling Chuck, who sat casually sipping his coffee with his legs crossed. Seeing Aurora, a brief flicker of shock crossed Chuck’s face before settling into a disdainful smirk. “Oh? If it isn't Walton Corporation’s former employee. What brings you back here?” he sneered mockingly, his eyes filled with contempt. Ignoring his insults, Aurora marched straight to his desk, slamming down a thick folder and a recording device with force.

His back was facing them as he looked toward the fireplace quietly. “What a surprise, Andrius,” a man’s voice said toward Orcenal. “Oh, my. Andrius? It’s such a perfect time. Join us for dinner!” the woman’s voice said. Orcenal turned toward them and smiled. He saw a man and woman his age... smiling toward him. He said to them, “You’re being this kind after yelling at me over the phone and threatening to replace me yesterday?” “You bastard. Even after being reincarnated, you’re still being such a dog. Rest in peace, you pig!” Anatoli Platinum said.

She scowls at him. Finn leads me into the office. High ceiling, thick carpet. A surprising number of books on wooden, expertly carved shelves, oiled and gleaming. It smells like mahogany, cigar, and whiskey. Orin stands, nearly swallowed by an enormous wooden desk, the thing looking like it could carry a whole boat's worth of sailors across the ocean. "Good to see you, Scar," he says. I walk over and shake his hand. "You as well," I say.

With so many of them distracted like this, I could probably get closer. As I make my way down the boulder and around behind a tent facing inward of the forest, I overhear someone speak as the crowded cheer dies down. “My kin, we’re but moments away from making our day in history.” As the last word is spoken, many begin to cheer once more. Lifting a piece of the back of the tent up I notice there is no one inside, so sneaking under I am able to hide and see what was going on. Now that I had a closer look, I can see the Orc that was speaking. His skin was a much darker purple than the others, and through the sparks from the fire I could see that he was heavily tattooed with black ink. Unlike m

Mother! The two orcs are about to slam me with their bats so I just close my eyes. It's the end of me. I wasn't careful. I can't go home to- Grrrooooaaaaarrrrr!!!! I just opened my eyes when I heard a scream of an orc and there I saw Cayden who looked very bad at the Orcs who were now lying down and lifeless. Crap. How did he do that? To kill the two orcs in a matter of seconds? But right, Gen said, isn't this the strongest? Why do I always forget this?

“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.”

After what seemed like forever, Orion got out of the office, but he met with the janitor from before, coming to a stop. “Sir,” the woman smiled, bowing slightly. “Were you able to see the office?” Orion nodded, taking his hand out of his pocket, but that was not the only thing he took out, he also brought out his wallet, taking his eyes off the woman for a mere second. “Here,” he gave her a three hundred dollar bill, pressing his lips. “Thanks for your assistance.”

“You are needed there more than you are needed here. Go now.” “Why?” I protested. “You are too ashamed of the coward hiding in your office?” Before Orion could give a response, the office door flung open, revealing Maddox’s undeniable figure. He stood tall, almost matching Orion’s height, his straight shoulders holding the fur coat delicately over his slender figure. His blonde hair wasn’t properly combed and styled like it usually was—it was just rough. His eyes were like wicked shards of blue ice, piercing through mine and out the back of my skull.

“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."