Bernard The Elf X Reader Novels & Stories

she said before putting Kerra on the bed and leaving the room. She climbed down the stairs all the way to the Great Library, running her hand over the fabric of her tunic to straighten any possible wrinkle before stepping inside. Novices were either searching for books or seated around the tables studying. Near the staircase that led to the level below stood a tall man with long white hair—a Snow Elf. He was reading a book, and for one moment, Ayla had the impression he was Nixx. Her heart throbbed painfully. She still missed Nixx. Everyday. Drax also. “What is magic to you?” the Snow Elf asked Ayla the moment she stopped next to him. His eyes were fixed on the page he was reading from.

I ask. “Look,” she says, putting the book on the desk and flipping it open. She looks for a specific page, and when she finds it, Rose points at the text. “There! But I am afraid it doesn't say too much about it. An Aura Reader is a werewolf that has been gifted with the ability to see and read auras. Each color has a different meaning. Werewolves born with this ability are very rare. The first to have this ability was Radu the Handsome, the father of all werewolves. I am afraid this is all. I looked for more info, including the abilities of Father Radu, but I couldn't find anything.”

Xander's pov She was flirting with Ben. I was so annoyed by it and confused at the fact that something like that could annoy me. I glared at the side of Ben's head in annoyance and coughed slightly diverting her attention to me. Finally those beautiful brown eyes were on me and me alone. Take that Bernard Stone. From the corner of my eye, I saw the amusement twinkling in Ben's eye. Apparently he was doing that on purpose....but why would he? It's not like I liked Elle..

"News travels fast, especially when magic is involved." A new rider, tall and broad-shouldered, parted the sea of horses. His blue eyes shimmered in the sun, fixating on Violet with a hunger she knew only a blood elf could possess. His dark hair fell over his ears—she wondered if the rumors of the blood elves was true…had their bloodlust turned their pointed ears round? "Are you Violet Bellerose? The commoner with magic?" he demanded. She didn't move. "Put her on a horse," he ordered. "We need to make it back to the border quickly."

My eyes almost bulged out from the socket, “Whoa! Hold up, she is not our…” “What I meant to say, sir, that miss Hunt was a new person that came into this join pack of werewolves. She is the human missus.” Said Bernard with a firm tone. “I can’t ever win with you, seriously.” Gruntled myself while I look at him enjoying the cigarette. Not long after, Bernard throw the half lit cig into the lake, his eyes looking straight at me, “Sir, I think Sir Elm is screaming!” Bernard have the sharpest hearing from all of us, I knew right away that something was wrong.

Soft yellow light surrounded her bed when she switched on her side lamp, Elara coughed lightly as she blew on the white cloth which covered the book. Removing the cloth she stared at the black large book , her soft hazel- brown eyes widened as she stared at the title of the book, her long dark eyelashes flickered as she roamed her eyes on that book. THE LEGEND ALPHA PRINCE, that was the title of the book, she softly ran her fingers on the book and surprisingly that letters glowed by her touch as if it had recognised its owner. Taking a deep breath Elara opened the book, her hands trembling as her long wavy brown hairs flew because of strange wind, She frowned as she took in the sight of a st

He was bored and didn't know what to do so he headed to the library. Jimmy spent most of his time reading while Nylian attended meetings or accompanied his fellow elves to the archery field. Since he came to Fantasia, he must have read at least five or six books. He is known to be a fast reader, he can finish a book in a day if he had plenty of free time.

I nodded, not sure whether to believe him, and buried my face his chest. He stroked his hands up my back. “The book I seek is not here,” he told me. “It is back in Benal, oddly enough. We will spend today and tonight here, to ensure that the Dark Elves return to their home, and then Jiloria will take us to Benal to read the final book. Come,” he rolled to his feet and held out his hands. “Let us feed you. I have a book to read.” The kitchen was still busy with small folk. Rivyn shooed them off seats for us.

I step.. And the church reacts. Not the dramatic explosion kind. Worse. The quiet kind. The kind where the air tightens and every rune carved into the floor flares at once, screaming without sound. Lucien’s hand snaps out, fingers grazing my sleeve. Not grabbing. Not stopping. Just… hoping. “Elora,” he whispers.Ruby’s breath catches. “Sweetheart...” The Frostbound King’s eyes brighten like frozen stars. And I stop. Right there.Between worlds. Between lies. Between every version of myself that’s ever existed.

She pulled herself out of the paper, her eyes glowing with a fierce, ancient light. "Thank you, Hazel," the woman said. She looked like the Queen from my Gilded Academy story. "We’ve been waiting for someone to break the spine of this book." Behind her, hundreds of other characters began to crawl out of their books. Werewolves, Alphas, Mafia kings, and fallen angels. They weren't puppets anymore. They were a riot. "The characters are free!" Elle cheered, her body turning solid again. But the man at the desk didn't look defeated. He started to laugh at a high, terrifying sound that made the library walls crack.