What Happens At The End Of Long Live The Elf Queen?

She was the lowest among them, an omega meant to serve, to obey, to be forgotten. Until the Alpha touched her. Until he marked her with words that felt like a promise... and shoved her off a cliff like she was nothing. Ayla thought betrayal had a name, a face, a heartbeat she once trusted. She thought the crashing water would be her grave. But death didn’t claim her. The dragon did. She awakens not in darkness, but in silk sheets soaked with sweat, her body wracked with fire, strangers calling her Queen Liliana. The child they beg her to bring into the world is no wolf pup, it’s something older, deeper… and hers. Now fire sings in her veins. Scales burn beneath her skin. She remembers being Ayla. But they swear she is a queen, reborn through flame and fury, the last of the dragon-blooded line. Torn between two lives, two names, two fates… Was she reborn by fate’s hand, or was she always meant to rise? Because if this isn’t death, then it must be the beginning… of the Dragon Queen.

A banished princess had been staying in the mortal lands after her father, the King, dismissed her from the Immortal world because she fell in love with a mortal man. After the death of her husband, she frequently changes her home. After a few years, her cousin who accompanied her to the mortal lands told her that her mother was dying, which was shocking, since the elves were immortal and couldn't die. Princess Aelanor decided to go back to her home and meet her mother, but the journey made her realise that there was some dark plague going around which harms even the immortal races. She decided to go on an adventure to find the source of the evil, finding friendship and love along the way in the unlikeliest ways possible.

In a world where dragons rule the skies and magic pulses through every heartbeat, the spirit of Queen Zenobia endures. Centuries ago, she sacrificed her life to imprison the dark sorcerer Kal. Now she is reborn as Princess Elena Beaufort, who is unaware of her formidable powers and destiny. As shadows of the past stir and long-hidden truths surface, Elena finds herself thrust into a struggle that could determine the fate of her realm. With allies at her side and enemies lurking in the shadows, Elena must navigate a treacherous path of danger, betrayal, and unexpected love. Will she uncover her true identity in time to protect her loved ones and complete Zenobia's unfinished battle? ---- "A Queen will always turn pain into power" I am ruthless against my enemy, but I wouldn't let anyone dear to me suffer this time. I swore to the heavens, no matter how many lifetimes passes by I will come back to protect my people and my love. I will not let him face the death for me, this time I will be the one protecting him. --- “Lea please….” Liam asked looking at the silent Lea. “Why can’t you be in a relationship with me?” Lea blurted out unconsciously. “Be…Because…I..” Liam stammered. “It's okay you don’t have to answer me,” Lea said and then added, “It's not like I can be in a relationship with you as well at the moment ”. This time it was Liam who was confused by her words and asked “But why?”. “Because I am already engaged to someone else”.

Eloise never thought that she would be chosen, even by her own family, she did not think that the Elf king would see her and genuinely care for her. Not like she cared for it though, or at least that was what she told herself over and over. She did not care, she had gotten over it. The betrayal from her parents, the back stabbing from her sister and even worse, her mate. With the chance to make things right, Eloise grabs at the opportunity, deciding not to waste her time to the worthless piece of trash that was her mate and life was… Perfect. Except one small thing people of the Elf realm were happy with the mating pair, the couple decides to do everything in their power to fight against all But what happens when love isn’t enough? * “look into my eyes” he grabbed my face, making me look nowhere else but at him. “say it, say that you want me and would not let me go” he begged, his voice carrying this harshness but his eyes… “say that you would not let me go or I swear by the heavens, I would not let you go until you do” his hands on my thigh suddenly became too hot, making it impossible to breathe properly. “Dren… ” my voice came out a whisper. holding on to him not planning to let him go. “I need you to get the hell out” I was breathing heavily, “then say it” he carried my second leg around him, making the only thing holding him up the wall and his huge frame. “say it like you mean it” something in his eyes screamed hungry, making me bite my lips in anticipation. “say it my precious, don’t make me wait…

While exploring the wilderness, my younger sister—Charlotte Forrester—and I accidentally stumble onto the territory of supernatural beings. She grabs the hand of the noble, elegant male elf, her posture coy and intimate. Before I can react, a wolfman with a scar on his face wraps his arm around my waist and leads me away. Charlotte, who judges others by appearance, is unaware that the male elf—Elwin Duskwood—belongs to a tribe of half-elves. Half-elves are beautiful but possess no real capabilities. They are considered a marginalized group among elves and struggle to make ends meet every day. On the other hand, the wolfman—Morgan Nightshade—is a mid-tier wolf tribe's Highlord. After giving birth to an extremely rare silver wolf for him, I have become the Highlady of the tribe. I'm respected by everyone in the tribe and feast on delicacies every day. Meanwhile, Charlotte becomes emaciated after suffering from starvation for several months. When she sees how plump I am, she goes insane from jealousy. While the wolf tribe is entertaining guests at a banquet, she uses poison to kill me. The next time I open my eyes, Charlotte and I are back at the moment we first entered the supernatural beings' territory by mistake. Charlotte immediately hugs Morgan by the waist and kisses him. She showers him with flattery about his strength, calling him the man of her dreams. I can't help but laugh out loud. Silly Charlotte. As a wolfman, Morgan is ill-tempered, and he easily loses control of his emotions. He also becomes even more bloodthirsty after transforming. It's not all sunshine and rainbows being his mate. But I never imagined the elves could be so… in that regard.

Three fated lovers: a shieldmaiden, a Troll Queen, and a Valkyrie. One price: the fate of all Midgard. Turiel is crown princess, but from the outlawed Northern Holds, bloodbound to Troll Queen Jarngrimr, and best friends with the stablelass Yolanda, her first love - until her poison kiss turned Yola into a Valkyrie, and whisks Yolanda from Turiel's grasp. Now, Turiel has been stolen into wily Queen Jarngrimr's realm, with only the goddess Skadhi and Yola - back from the dead! - to guide her. Lussi, the Snow King, craves a bride - and it is Dia's troth alone. Dia, the last blood mage from the line of the Isa, is all that is left of Turiel's legacy. Dia has been raised as Lussi's Magdalene - his ritual Bride - and ritual Slayer - for the past three years. Every Winter Solstice, Lussi can die, and Dia must kill him. But as Dia falls deeper into Lussi's sexy web - and in love - her heart is on the line! Other works and Ko-Fi: linktr.ee/avnelson