Blueberry Pie Elf Book Novels & Stories

Rhychard said as he spun his coffee mug in slow circles in front of him. "But they are so interesting. I cannot help it." The elf's eyes were wide as he sipped his mocha frappe, the straw barely ever leaving his mouth. He even talked around it, looking very much like a four-year-old, instead of a grown man. Or elf as it were. Today he at least chose clothing that didn't make him look like Rhychard's awkward twin. "Humans are such fascinating creatures to watch. I just can't get enough."

"But it requires me to hand you the blueprint, which you would then take to a professional blacksmith in order for him to make as many plant harvesting kits as you want." Hearing his words cause Navi to respond with a "Really?" Unfortunate for her, his next words caused her to frown slightly. "As it stands, I can give you the blueprint, but I can't do so for free," said the elf. He gave Navi another once over before speaking again, "You look pretty strong, so why not help me out with something and I'll give you the blueprint as payment?" [System Message: You have been given the quest ]

Sighing, I turn the lights back on and cover my small seven-year-old frame with the sheets, a habit I’ve formed for whenever I can’t sleep. I feel someone lying beside me in the blanket and I jump out of my bed landing on the ground. A small elf the size of a watermelon comes out of the sheets. “Don’t you want to know about your dad?” he says, a small green elf wearing this weird little pink outfit and I scurry backwards. “Now child, I’m not here to harm you,” he says, raising both hands, then jumps down, “I’m here to heal you.”

“I tried to talk him out of it. But he’s stubborn.” Rye took Michael as he reached for her. With a kiss on the top of his head, she sat down on the floor with him for Elizabeth to see him. Mrs. Kelly grinned as she looked inside her gift bag. There was a large bag of chocolate, her favorite soda and a spiral bound book. Pulling out the book she had to fight back tears. The cover was custom with a picture of a generic schoolhouse. Her name and class number were at the top. The bottom had ‘Memories from 40 years of teaching (and reasons for retirement!)’

Cherry pie? “Aurora, I am talking to you” Klara snapped her fingers in front of Aurora getting her out of her trance. Aurora blinked her eyes regaining her composure and looked at Klara doubtfully. “Oh yes but…” She drawled not able to utter a word. Did Fiona know about the story behind Cherry pie? Or is it a coincidence? “What?” “Master wouldn’t like it”

“I was. Just eighteen. My husband was in the military at the time and green with it. Just out of boot camp, we found out we were pregnant. Matt was born and life moved on. How does pie sound for dessert?” “Great. Is that blueberry?” “It’s Matt’s favorite.” “Blueberry is good, but it’s peanut butter pie that really tops the dessert list.” “Peanut butter pie is your favorite? I’ll have to make you one while you’re here.” “I wouldn’t turn you down,” Chase winked. He could tell by the blush on her cheeks that Ellie had understood the true meaning of his statement. She giggled, and Chase wondered at the images she was imagining. He knew exactly what was going through his head.

Arthur and Vivian parted with a warm laugh as Emma ran up to the dining table, placing the notebook down with great importance. "What is this new book, Chief Director?" Arthur asked, dropping to one knee beside his granddaughter. "This is the Family Adventure Binder!" Emma announced proudly, opening to the very first page. "Page one is titled Friday Pancakes and Weekend Picnic!" Vivian walked over, placing a gentle hand on Emma’s shoulder. "That sounds like an amazing schedule, Emma. Are we making blueberry pancakes this morning?" "Yes! With extra maple syrup!" Emma cheered, jumping on her toes.

The celebration was reflected in his eyes, a radiant smile transforming his face when he met my gaze. Just then, the curious little elf from earlier, Elain, scampered toward us, his brown hair a tousled mess from play. His eyes, one a clear sky-blue, the other a vibrant leaf-green, sparkled with mischief. I’d never seen a combination so captivating; it was like he held two different seasons in his gaze.

I said, getting up to collect the empty cup of noodles and bringing them to the trash can. Oswin Alvingham. Welcome to chapter one of 'How To Take Revenge on the Elf King 101', written by Elena Dixons, I thought to myself and allowed a full smirk to form now that my back was turned to him. . . .

Matthew asked again. “Hmm I have a colleague that might be able to help you.” Yuki said with a smile. ….. CLING! CLING! CLING! The doorbell rang as the door swung open. “Welcome, how may I help you?” A female elf with beautiful blonde hair, long pointy ears, a pair of blues and was clad in high-quality and fancy clothing of blue and yellow turned around to greet her customers. She held a clipboard in her left arm and a pen in her right hand.