Blood Elves Novels & Stories

The idea of leaving the body I had - the one that would live forever - for a paltry and limited human body, disgusted me. I wouldn't lower myself as the others had. Besides, humans couldn't fly! I would die before giving up my wings. "It's alright." I stepped forward. The elves were slight creatures, their frames tall and thin like the branches on a willow tree, skin and hair the color of silver dust, and eyes as deep blue as the sea. They were dressed in tunics, two in black, two in green, and two in blue. I never did understand the need for clothing since they were binding and uncomfortable. The humans wore them, as did many other supernaturals, but I couldn't be bothered. I had my fur.

i whimpered, my eyes burning with tears that refused to fall. His face darkened at the edges, reminding me that he was an elf. “You may not remember me, Elly, you may not remember our past life together but I do. I have gone through hell to find you and i will not let you go, not when you want to play matryr.” he declares firmly, pressing the handle of the sheated dagger to my palm.

They were watching me, like I was some kind of salvation or sacrificial lamb. And somehow, I was in their lair. From the knowledge drilled into me by the old man from the temple years ago, Elves were divided into two parts. The Dark Elves and the Light Elves. Vampires aren't just the sworn enemies of werewolves, Dark Elves also made it into the list and are always ready to start wars with the werewolves and lycans at every little inconvenience. Dark Elves were cold, angry, cruel and derived their high from killing. Light Elves, on the other hand, are arrogant but on the neutral side. They'd rather be left alone and are in alliance with any faction. Their only sworn enemies are the Dark Elves

The dark elves—they thrive on death and destruction, pulling their power from the suffering of others. Mermaids and men are the closest thing to a water elf out there, but I don’t seem to have any gills or a tail, so I don’t think that’s it. Fire elementals harness the fury of life, destroying everything in their wake. Less is known about them than any other subspecies. No, I’d bet I’ve got forest or dark elf blood. Not that I fully know what that means or how it might interact with my werewolf abilities. I swing my feet off the bed. This cell has an actual bed frame, a table, a chair, and even a small window slit. Soft morning light filters through. I drag my bed over to it, trying to get a

Lyle put an arm around her to steady her, but I noticed his eyes came flickering back to me. A drow is a type of dark elf that are known for their otherworldly abilities. They are said to have a connection with the underworld. A regular elf connects with life and mother nature, while a drow connects with death and darkness. Two different sides of the spectrum.However, a drangel is something even more rare. They are winged elves that were greatly reduced in number due to conflicts with the dragons years ago. They are serious-minded and considered ruthless. I remember when I was reading a book, I confused them with fairies, but my mother told me they were nothing like fairies.

They were all dark-skinned, got long pointy ears, had azure eyes and were long-haired. The elf who stood before Amethyst said, "I am Dareille Glassyne." He, then, gestured at the others, "...they're my brothers in arms. Roelle, Ebyian, Dreazar and Cyan." "I'm Amethyst Elan, a Healer Elf and Luveas is my life companion." Amethyst introduced herself. "We've never heard of an elf and a vampire pairing before..." Dareille said after the introduction. "Neither do I," responded Amethyst. "Let today be the day of when you heard of the first odd pairing."

Venus slowly repeated, trying to grasp her mind around what she was seeing and hearing. The kingdom of Everglade was north to the kingdom of Salazar. It was also the home of the Elf race. While they worshipped nearly the same gods as here, the elves were also known to worship their own made gods. They were also known for their perfect if not near craftsman ship, pale blonde hair, and swift movements during fighting and dancing.

Each of them has their own special powers. The aquatic elves had an appearance of blue skin with white stripes and patches or deep green skin, mottled and striped with brown. They live inside water having the ability to detect minute changes in the currents of the water and could hear sounds underwater that surface dwellers could not perceive. Dark elves live in caves, having a purple skin, which is usually of a very dark, almost black hue having powers; strength, speed, stamina, durability, agility, and reflexes. Some Dark Elves, like Malekith, can use fairy magic to shapeshift, teleport, and project energy blasts, deep elves live in darkness underground having strength, intelligence and de

At that time, the vineyard and some stills suffered from a lack of manpower for transport, not having anyone to transport and sell it with, so they needed a mediator to expand the business. He saw a palace under a mystical staircase between the clouds and the mountains, there were a variety of mystical beings, but most of them were elves, among them being taken to the elf world, in which he was looking around, seeing the auction. between delicacies and drinks, being hair down to the waist, with the two men flaunting it. The memories of their people's betrayal were still a scar in their hearts, due to mistrust, for many years each of the races had a tradition and an order that only each of th

Eldric stepped forward and a faint sound of ash hissed beneath his feet, “It’s a realm that was built for protection from our kind.” Caleb tilted his head to the side, “From werewolves?” Eldric nodded and without turning around, he further explained, “Millennia ago, after winning almost every major battle against vampires, werewolves had started taking their powers more seriously. Soon, the quest turned into greed to rule every creature in the world. Elves were their first target. They started attacking their land and making them prisoners. Elves go by their words so werewolves used to torture them until they agreed to take an oath to live as werewolves’ servants. Of course, this couldn’t go