Blood Elf Novels & Stories

"Years passed by, and she grew up to be a beautiful woman, just like our mother. A few weeks after her twenty-third birthday, she came home with King Father and said she would be leaving with him. I was shocked to hear this. But King Father had assured me that he was going to make her immortal. This made me even more confused. I had no idea how she got to know King Father. And what I don't understand was why would King Father only make her immortal? What about me? What about my family?" "And that was the last time you've heard from her?" "No, I usually receive a letter from her. She writes about how happy she is with her immortality." "A letter? How?" asked Sean in bewilderment. "FedEx or a

I looked at the book in my hand and turned my eyes at him. “Oh!!! Got it!” “Now, hand it to me..” I gave the book back to Gavin. “Hey!! Did you know I am one of those hybrids who can manipulate elements?” I asked him. “The moment you stepped in this realm, I got that vibe…” “Seriously? How old are you?” I asked in amusement. “That’s a secret but I can be older than a millennium, My alpha!” The elf said. My eyes widened in shock. “Don’t be so shocked! You are not alone.”

How was it even possible something that large would fit into her narrow channel? Wait. Her channel? Unbidden the image of Mike Volka flashed in her brain, more moisture soaked her panties and heat crept up her cheeks. What was wrong with her? She put hands over Mischief's eyes. "Don't look, kitty." Jamie took a sip of her soft drink, a bite of her sandwich and chewed slowly as she turned the page. "Shape shifters mate for life, protecting their mates to the death. They have superhuman strength and senses. In human form they are distinguished by longer hair than usual on their heads, thick eyebrows and lean muscular bodies."

Speaking of running into someone, the sound of footsteps are coming from behind him. An elf comes barreling around the corner running at full speed. It's just as tall as the Elves in Fura, pointy ears, and wearing fancy trimmed robes. "You need to get out of here, now." The elf shouts. Fenrir doesn't realize the elf was yelling at him until he sees the monstrosity chasing after the elf. Fenrir recognizes this as a demon's astral form. Dark red flames seem to make up the core of its body, as such, it's hard to see the finer details of its structure. An eight-foot-tall flaming horned demon with black eyes might seem scary, but Fenrir doesn't worry about how it looks, only that he needs to be t

It was said that elves are the most prideful among all races, even more so than dragons. They are a race specialising in the use of magic in which every one of them had an extraordinary amount of mana that stood at the top of all races. They had a similar appearance to humans except for their long ears. It was also said that every one of them is beautiful, and perhaps such is the cause of their arrogance. That said, the worst ones are the light elves living in Alfheim, which is one of the countries in the World Tree Yggdrasil Republic, surrounding the world tree Yggdrasil.

For our future. An arrow whizzed by me and hit the attacker I was going for. The thud of the object against his back, penetrating the layers of armour startled the Dark Elf that was looking at me with bloodshot eyes under his helmet. Their skin was darker than Pernwél’s ivory one, giving a blue-ish glow to their complexion. Their ears were pointier, than the elves I had met until now. I noticed as the Elf before me was struggling to get his helmet off in the pursuit of oxygen. The poison had reached his bloodstream and he was fighting the suffocating effect of the lethal plant concoction.

She's seen this before, I realize, and then I wonder which it had been; her home burning or the reactions of the elves who had been fed up. I grip Saelyna's hand instinctively, and the iden surges again, stronger than ever. Even Veesa is nothing more than a talking wolf, no less than these creatures with their annoying fangs and claws and flying spears. I snatch one out of thin air, as it sails toward us. For a second it is a matchstick in my grip, the next, I fashion it into a flying staff of flame, and send it right back, through the stunned Abomination that had hurled it. 'We are elves, Veesa,' I say distantly, like I'm reading a book, 'It is what we do'.

**Shyfter** ‘As always, our little brother, forever the self chosen ambassador for peace! That's fine, let's see how YOU will handle this, Ambassador. The rest of us will observe these new strangers. Kugri, would you please go inform the Others about our guests? We shouldn't be hasty to turn to the side of violence to solve our problems, when words are far less deadly.’ A huge rust colored wolf, with glowing orange eyes suggested. **Anaki** ‘Shyfter, you will remain behind with Moon. I have a feeling you two will make an interesting team on this one. If this wolf does make a move with hostile intent, detain only, understood?’

He hung up the call and I pulled my knees to my body, sitting against a rock, trying to keep warm and awake as the drizzle intensified and turned to rain, rustling the leaves above me. I must have drifted into sleep because the next thing I knew a cold wolf's nose was poking my cheek. I gasped in shock, practically falling over, and then remembered that it was probably Tyce. He was a huge wolf—bigger than my dad in his wolf form. I couldn't make out what color his fur was except that it was dark, reminding me of a grizzly bear. His amber eyes were more vibrant than usual, glowing, staring into mine. I assumed it must have been his night vision that made them appear that way.

She never thanked me though, but put a spell on me, so anytime I need her help I will find her. Most elves have a strong sixth sense and are good at mastering any skill a human can learn. But there are rare ones. Like Carmelia, every rare elf has extraordinary magic. Some can see the future or possibilities of the future. Some can go back in time, some can alter people's minds, and some can understand animals or other amazing gifts.