Crazy Elf Novels & Stories

"Remember when I ate the steak you had left... for the wolf?" I nodded, starting to calm down. "That was you?" "Yes, it was me." One corner of his lips curled into a smile. "Thanks for taking care of me, by the way." I studied him for a moment, trying to make sense of it all. "No... no! Fairy tales aren't real! Werewolves aren't real! You all are crazy!" "Do it," Elias said to Cruz. "But—" "She's freaking out and needs convincing," Elias cut him off. "Do it."

Azalias panicked again inside him, "Am I still in the dream? Why there will be an elf! Elves don't exist. This must be a dream. Ah! Will she also turn like that ghost lady? Why the hell my dreams becoming so scary nowadays! I need to wake up. I don't want to die from a heart attack in a dream." Though he was saying these things on his mind, his body wasn't listening. He went to bed holding the enchantress's waist, and another enchantress was waiting in the bed. The bewitching curve tore away the last barrier of his mind. Now he was a hungry wolf who wanna gulp his prey in one go. Both elven girls were naked. Their ample mounds, perky butts, river-like curvy waist, and the forest under the li

A year later, I was put in the ring. He breathes a little easily now. Like he's gotten something off his chest. 'It must have been awful,' I prod on, cringing a bit inwards at my wicked curiosity. 'It was more than that. I didn't have the magic our fellow elves were forced to harness, so all I depended on was luck and some godly grace and my quick reflexes. And the thought that if I didn't make it out of that place, Luisa would be alone in the world. Worse, she could be broken.' 'Broken?' 'It's what happens to elves if they cannot channel iden well enough. They become deranged, utterly mad with power, and a mage puts them down, like a rabid dog. It's...it's horrible.' I'm struggling to proce

"Aye I grew bored of Sebastian's glaring." Then his eyes narrows. "I could have sworn I dreamt of seeing two elves. One was unmoving like a dead person and the other looked like he was one of Santa's helpers." He murmurs then nods. "Right, that's the whole point of elves. They are Santa's helpers." "Santa's helpers? Is there such a thing as Santa?" Gorjon questions across the other room, Stefan sleeping form still on his thighs. Cylester's eyes dart to the elf and his eyes widen in wonder. "So I was not dreaming!"

The elf looks at me and smiles while touching my leg. I start to think that he might have read my mind, so to prove that is the case, I think about his hand moving up to my pussy. He blushes but conforms to my thinking and gets his hand under my skirt and puts it on my pussy. I get instantly wet, so when the elf feels that he starts playing with my clit. The elve notices what is happening as she can read minds as well, and she decides to get her fingers inside my pussy as deep as she can, then get them out and lick them.

Some of the elves chuckled and some even stuck out their tongues. “While moving further to the south, a man became obsessed with becoming King. He is arrogant, selfish, stingy, greedy, and dictatorial. Leading outcasts like Trolls, Ogres, vultures, and even Cyclops." Wiggy squeezed the fork he was holding until it bent. The Elves joined in a growl, some sticking out their tongues again, this time with displeased faces.

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.

"I'm not scared. I came here to make money." Jade let out a soft laugh, a flicker of approval in her eyes. "Just a heads-up. These rich bastards can be real freaks. It's not all champagne and roses. Word is, some woman got played to death last week. It was a mess—her insides were practically on the outside." My stomach dropped. I couldn't tell if she was exaggerating to scare me, but it sounded horrifying. Especially here, in this long corridor with dim lights throwing dappled shadows on the walls, her voice sounded like it was drifting in from somewhere far away.

"What have we here? Travellers trying to avoid the proper channels?" Three figures emerged from behind the silver birches. The speaker was an elf, tall and lean with the predatory grace of his kind, followed by two trolls. "Kael's Web," the elf continued with a theatrical bow, "at your service. We specialize in... relieving travellers of their burdens before they can trouble the good folk of Eldoria." "Bandits," Madeleine breathed, her hand instinctively reaching for her sword. "Entrepreneurs," the elf corrected with a sharp smile. "This little back door has been quite profitable. Amazing how many people think they're clever, sneaking through the old passages." His eyes glittered with cruel

The member of staff who tried to comfort me said sarcastically, “People need to have common sense. I’ve never seen a man who’s in such a rush to marry a mistress before divorcing his wife!” “That’s right! He has no shame!” “I have to admit, only such shameless women can marry rich men.”