The Orc Novels & Stories

Then a hand reached through the space between stone and shield. Not long dead; flesh still clung to the orc’s bones as the arm bent forward, trying to lock onto my wrist. I slapped at it, my stomach boiling as chunks of flesh snagged on my fingertips. “stupid-child of Freyja,” the orc snarled, evidently still possessed of its tongue. “Your flesh will fill my belly soon enough.” In reaction, I seized hold of its forearm and twisted till the elbow dislocated, savoring its cry of anguish but knowing the orc would well have the last word.

Those cockroaches were still crawling on her feet. VR again questioned but gotten no answer. He also noticed that her begging and screaming has stopped. Everything is silent inside the room and he became worried. Opening the door he noticed that Orni has lost consciousness because of fear. *************************************** Orni woke up from her sleep feeling some feathery touches all over her face. She felt like something is running all over her face. Remembering those cockroaches her eyes got shot opened and she started screaming. " Shoo.....Shoo...... Go away from me," Orni screamed shooing away those cockroaches. She is still feeling like those insects are crawling all over her body

He was a vampire elder who was over a thousand year. "She has to leave," another elder who's name was Marcus said. He was older than the three vampire elders Ington had.Ington is the name of their town. "You have no say in this," Vador said attacking Marcus with a rod. "Get off me," Marcus groaned his hands healing from the cut Vador gave him."How old are you. 200?" "I'm over 200 years," Vador spat. "Calm yourself Vador," Aleister shouted nodding at Vador literally telling him everything was going to be fine.

He was shirtless, but at least he had shorts on. Nick threw Drago a pair of camo shorts, and he quickly slipped them on. “Surrounded by dragons,” she smiled in amazement. Grigo and Marcu stepped forward with black and gray wings spread out. All their wings spun six feet across, and Madchen could see their talons protruding from their fingertips . Madchen couldn’t find any words, instead she stared, mouth agape. They were magnificent, all of them, and she couldn’t tear her eyes away.

Oranges, no, grapes, no, breadfruit, no, Pomegranate, yes. My trifecta Gold Apple, Pear and a pomegranate. “I have made my choices,” I yell out. “Eat of your choices and prepare for the fight. Once you beat the beast at the gate Jove will heal your mortal body. Fail and you must wait 10,000 years to try again,” the goddess tells me. “Well by then those I am fighting to get to will be here, so,” I shrug. This is my only shot. Jove-Eat the pomegranate first.

“What’s happening-- “ I saw Auntie Lily come out of the house; he grabbed Relyon and Kervi’s hands. She looked at me and I could see the fear in her eyes as she stared at me. I looked again at the branch that was stuck in my arm. I touched it and removed it, closing my eyes in pain. Uncle Robert approached me and immediately covered my wound with a cloth. A lot of blood was dripping there. I got up, and we entered the house. Uncle Robert treated my wound and wrapped it in a bandage. Uncle Robert is Auntie Emily’s husband. I’m here in my room again, I can’t stop staring at my arm. I slowly touched my arm, and I squeezed it, but I didn’t even feel any pain. It’s weird? Why can’t I feel the pai

Arai asked. “ Some of the fiercest creatures that call Ocrad home reside in these icy caverns. They are the guardians of my people. Our earliest ancestors made a pact with the creatures that call this land home. They guard our tribes, and in turn, we do not stand in their way of devouring those who lose their way,” Thora said. “ One of the abilities of my Tribal Trait allows me to form contracts with the creatures of the land.” “ So, does that mean they will leave us alone because we’re with you?” Kronos asked. Thora shook her head.

Speaking of powers, Professor Damaris told me that there is Seven Caste of Powers here in the Olympus, wherein people were ranked based on the level and contribution of their powers to the Olympus. The seventh is considered the lowest rank of all, and it is called the Summoning Caste. These are the people who can summon any kind of animals, creatures, beasts, and other living things in the Olympus. Through the power vested in them, they can understand, talk to, and command them. Professor Damaris also said that every Summoner has a spirit animal who can protect and guide them.

The mana in the core and the mana in the bones and claws knew each other well and had worked together before. This was the remnant spirit of the Diamond Scaled Ferocious Ground Dragon that was in Gin's war hammer. Gin swung his hammer up and a fist made of rubble rose and hit the High Orc, sending him flying. The Orc was over 20ft tall and heavy, Gin could only hit him a few hundred feet into the air with his full strength. A metal axe formed in the air and slammed the Orc back into the ground, destroying several huts inside the fortress.

The orc nodded and held the palm of his hand out to me. I looked at the orc. He nodded with narrow eyes. I hesitantly touched my palm to his. He closed his eyes. I could feel something searching me, like the air around me. I focused and could see his green aura wrapping around me, probing at my limbs. He pulled away and looked back over his shoulder. He nodded at the orc. "She is the daughter of Matei Popov." "I told you I was. Now, what do you want?" The orc stepped closer to me. He smiled a big pointy tooth grin. "A kiss."