The Orc Novels & Stories

There were plenty of dual-income families in our neighborhood, and with their kids in their senior year, most parents simply didn't have time to supervise them. So I cleared out my living room and turned it into a completely free evening study room. Every night from seven to ten, I helped the students with every subject and even provided them with a late-night snack. The parents in our group chat praised me constantly, calling me a saint. Then Kendra Hodge, a notoriously difficult mom, moved into Willow Creek. She showed up at my door and demanded that I clear everyone else out so I could tutor her son, Zeke, who hated studying, one-on-one. I politely refused. Her attitude changed on th

I replied, “I have a couple issues with that question. One, I didn’t just bring my magic; I brought myself too. Two, I was asked to come here to improve the relationship between shifters and humans. I am here to see if we can put an end to poaching. I had no intention of even using my magic. Get over yourself. I’m not even a witch.” He tilted his head as if he was perplexed by me, “You say you are not a witch, but you have magic. What are you then?” I replied, “I’m not telling you a thing until I know who I am talking to.” He stepped back and let out a laugh, “I do apologize, my name is Rubeus Saruman. Most people around here call me Rube. Who, may I ask, are you?” I replied, “I am Chloe Ber

His senses on high alert as he hesitantly leaned over the doorframe to see a tall figure with black hair dancing around in the Kitchen with weird steps. His eyebrows furrowed as he took in the dressing of this supposed churail, she was dressed in a pair of plazo pants and a sweatshirt. She turned around and started screaming upon seeing him. At once he knew this was no churail, only person had a voice this horrible in tht family and that was Zoya. He doubted if her horrible voice had scared the actual jinns away or not. He rolled his eyes but when her screams turned into full blown curses, he took hurried steps to shut her mouth with his hand before she could wake everyone up.

He had also sent the same information to Ryley and some other friends who were around as he set on the journey of looking for the threat. Zander shuffled through various places before he stopped at the back gate! "Oh my... Fuck me! What the heck is this!" He murmured. Because there he invented something he had never predicted to find. It was (what he could see) 'An Orc' a bald green disgusting looking monster who had long fangs growing from the bottom of his wide mouth that covered half of his face, his eyes were pure black slant shaped without any whites and two horns on his forehead. Zander was thrilled to see his flat nose bleeding with some violet colour liquid that he assumed as his blo

Briefly before the door swings closed, he sees Fay, passed out, naked and bruised. The skin tight helm begins to fold back, morphing down as their leader made his way out of the captain’s room. The male orc has a dark, after shaved beard on his strong jawline. Those ebony locks of his fall down on his green shoulders and his dark amber eyes leer to Uzul. “Hey, what is wrong with Fay?” a questioning tone reaps from his throat and as he asked the other two faces become visible to the Uzul. The one on the right side of the tall orc has an eyepatch upon her left eye, fully covering it. Though her other eye is pure blue. She has dark dreads that fall down to her back. Between the gums inside her

Eight feet of pure horror bounding through the woods, towards the horde made up of at least twenty high orcs. High Orcs were normal orcs who evolved due to their high intake of mana from the surroundings. They are commonly found since mana is everywhere but for there to be a horde of this many High Orcs then both their physiques that cause them to take in so much mana and the forest which is filled with mana are highly compatible. My wolf, half the size of the smallest orc in the group, lunges straight at the throat of one of the High Orcs. It holds it in place with his massive claws then rips out the throat before the overgrown orc has any chance to swing its club.

Corvu peaks his head around the corner, but what he was so frightened of? He turns to face me, now he’s really close, “Because I think they’re after you.” I didn’t like the sound of that. “‘They’ who?” I whisper. Gecko peaks around on the other side of Corvu, “Orcs.” He barely manages to say aloud. Orcs were something I at least recognised the name of. Peering around the bricks with Corvu I see that they aren’t quite what I know them to be. I know Orcs to be big gnarly creatures, usually humanoid in shape but with tusks and walked around in near prehistoric garb. But these creatures didn’t just have tusks, they had a whole bottom jaw of protruding teeth, gnarly clawed fingers and they seemed

Every year, The Light Council does business with the Barbarians and the Orcs, exchanging for rare and precious resources. "The Barbarians and the Orcs? Tell us more." Gideon set down his glass and pulled Winter into his arms without hesitation. Winter leaned against his firm, warm chest. Orabella said, "The Barbarians and the Orcs are among the top tribes of Asgard Plains. "The Orcs aren't like the half-human, half-beast hybrids from the movies. Instead, they're clans that coexist with beasts. You could say the Orcs is a broad term. A

"Brandur is one. You remember he is called The Destroyer?" She fought back the gratifying smile that tugged at her lips with his growing unease. Maybe she could scare him enough into abandoning his plan and tell her where baby Brand was before the wolves caught up to them. "And they are not just regular wolves," she continued. "They are the size of the legendary Dire wolves. Brand's wolf comes almost up to my shoulder on his flat feet. His teeth are as fearsome as the Háhyrnir (killer whale) that roamed our sea."

I managed to defend Vlad from two orcs who were wisely attacking in a combo motion. Vlad was right; they are a little smarter than I give them credit for. One orc tried to smash Vlad with his stone-like weapon from the left while the other tried to punch Vlad from the right with his woodlike hatchet. I swiftly chomped the leg of the latter orc and instantly threw him away back outside the dome since the orc from the left was still having his sweet time lifting his heavy stone-like weapon. After I threw the first orc, I pounced on the second one and bit his heart out. It timingly landed in front of Vlad, and that must have given him an idea. He desperately inst