Warmaster Jack: JACK
To a half-orc? i did what i'd been taught, read it one difficult sentence at a time.
Rejected by the Seelie Court - Chapter 2, Mishna
She still felt a bit drowsy but otherwise she had slept surprisingly well considering that lesia was still in the hands of the brutal half-orc. as she came to she sat up and looked around.
A Beast for Breeding 1
The cart lurched again, the hardest one yet, but despite the young half-orc's frightened yelp, there was no real danger of it tipping over.
Camille and the sphinx
She'd slept with half-orcs, elves and even a few of the furrier humanoids, all strictly mundane creatures. but a sphinx? she must be one of the few who had bedded one. "very nice," the sphinx rumbled once more.
Bors: A Warmaster Jack Novella Part Three
Except, i didn't think a half-orc would really care about his orcish relations. and jack impressed me as a particularly uncaring sort.
Tinsel's time
"n-no, madam," i reply furtively while looking anywhere other than at the imposing half-orc lady. i quickly make my way carefully over to the table she had pointed out, a dwarf, dragonborn, and goliath sit around it and each looks my way as i approach.
Family reunion
It seemed instead it had been an elf and a half-orc, perhaps half digested, now just a smooth streamlined lump. they almost had a kobold keep them company on their trip through the lamia.
Encounter at the bathhouse
Just the upper house and a few chosen guest, maybe a dozen or a dozen and a half orcs and half orcs. you can speak now, but no swearing, no death threats, nothing like that, it's too vulgar coming from those pretty lips."
The Wilding Party
The half-orc's cock was a deep green and throbbing eagerly against the cool green of the forest.
Lunas escape 4
It wasn't uncommon that the half orcs would chose the slaves due to most the other harem girls refusing to serve them. that and well dressed half orcs were very rare. although above all that was the foxes eagerness to go with him.
World of Chaos: Chapter 4
half-orc, by the look of him. he was dressed in a fine silk tunic, with a curved scimitar strapped to his hip. i picked up my pace, turning towards the main street that lead north of drifa. sure enough, the half-orc followed.
Fall of the Valkyries (all parts)
He barely had enough time to scramble behind the counter before the door burst open, the frame of the seven foot tall half-orc filling the entryway. her armor shone, polished steel sparkling in the morning light.