Blood Elves Novels & Stories

It was in prayer for their lives that humans had come to the alves to bless their weapons against the creatures that attacked them. The alves known to be upright creatures who cannot stand injustice have taken the side of the weakest, the humans. Black elves specializing in curses have taken care of the hunters' weapons giving them incredible power capable of defeating even the most powerful creatures. The white elves, for their part, specialized in blessings, had made it possible to create potions of rapid healing and reinforcement to allow humans to be able to face mystical creatures without fear, hence their nickname of superhuman. But the creatures hadn't seen it in a good light, the alv

The Procession of the Broken Gods They walked into the fortress with shaking hands and completely shattered spirits. As the ancient primordial blood successfully purified their vessels, the physical transformation was undeniable. They did not belong to a single, uniform mold; instead, they presented a breathtaking, majestic spectrum of the old earth. Alongside those with flawless, iridescent marble skin stood warriors of striking, unparalleled grandeur—their skin as rich and deep as polished ebony, creating a stark, mesmerizing contrast against cascading curtains of long, silver-white hair and piercing, ice-light eyes. These were the true anchors of the old world, the foundational architects

Dwarven traveling songs appeared to serve both entertainment and practical purposes, keeping the group's pace steady and maintaining alertness. Her thoughts drifted to the Wood Elves waiting ahead. What would they be like, these elves who rejected the structured society of their High Elf cousins? Would they welcome her scholarly inquiries or view her with suspicion? The accounts she'd read in the Sylvanae Archive described them as wild but wise, more connected to natural magic than their city-dwelling relatives. Aldergon had mentioned that they painted their arms with earth-toned dyes and lived in harmony with the forest, a stark contrast to the High Elves' carefully controlled environment.

I asked. "I have been researching the mage who attacked Elvanya" Eldric said. He finally looked up at me and his face was serious. "I think I know what we are dealing with and it is worse than I initially thought." "Tell me" I said. "Have you ever heard of the Shadowborn" Eldric asked. "No" I said. "What are they."

Her face flushed a deep shade of red. "Don't be, child. Elves have these bewitching appearance, but there are plenty of elves so hideous one can't stand the sight of them. Do you know what we call them?" When Alexis shook her head, she continued, "Strays, they succumbed to their perfect looks and used them for evil and soon their outside matched their insides. That is why being an Elf is a double edged sword one can never take a hold of." She spoke with an air of melancholy around her, as if she recalled a distant memory.

His family's position would be secure, as one of the first backers of Christopher and his army. 'I'll get to see the world above again?' Yea sure there was occasions they would slip back above to the surface, but it was always for a mission, or securing one of the many entrances to the Darkness. He was only allowed teasing glimpses of what could be, and it was only in the immediate area of their hidden entrances. Vampires especially could blend in somewhat in the world above. The only noticeable feature of theirs were the ruby red eyes. But if someone wasn't paying the Vampire extra attention they would never notice. And there was magic that could recolor their eyes. But Dark Elves would all

The elder refused to even make a drum-like motion with his head to emphasize his point. Bella was well aware that they would not easily tell her. Elves are creatures who are devoted to one another. But demons are the same way. She'd be the first to betray her family. She gave a friendly smile. Her smile, on the other hand, appeared to them to be malicious. Their eyes were filled with fear. They stumbled back and bolted for safety.

The ears of the beautiful girl Cecil in front of my eyes have a distinctive shape. If you are familiar with fantasy stories, yes. Those are sharply pointed ears. She is an elf. Apparently, the elves in this world seem a little different from the elves I know, but the basics remain the same. Everyone has a beautiful appearance, sharp ears and long life. I was born here like the usual babies, and am now 19 years old. Compared to human beings, I think I have a greater physical ability and a more convenient body. In Algarde, Humans, Spirits, Demons, and others species live beside us. Each has an independent state, in which some cooperate and some are in hostile relationships.

The dark elves proved very useful to him, he almost brought the mighty Elven lands to their knees. The elves were the ones most favored by the Mages of the first order, the elves called them the Minaree(the guardians), and they were the ones who woke the mages from their slumbers to come and save the world from their kin, the Darkened one. The Darkened one was once the most beautiful of the Minaree before he was corrupted by darkness. It took all the efforts of all the races, even the backwater ones, and the Minaree to stop the Darkened one and his armies and sever his head from his shoulder, and locked away in a place known only to the Minaree. They told the races that even they did not hol

Did he really expect me to believe that my mother wanted to help him destroy the human race, she was married to a human! “Not just humans. All creatures. Vampires, werewolves….” He let his sentence roll off. “I don’t believe you Lucifer.” Lucifers eyes watched me, unblinking for a moment. The orbs dancing between fire and black. “You don’t have to daughter. But what I speak is the truth.” He leans forward in his chair. “Does it upset you?