Elf Names Fantasy Novels & Stories

They could mess with my ability and force me to cut myself off from everyone around me, but they could never take away what made me truly untouchable, my huge abundance of spite. It was too far away to be absolutely sure it was the Elf drifting towards Gorgoth. In a fantasy world, there could be all sorts of explanations for what it was. It could be a very unusual cloud formation, and still kill us all. In a fantasy world, nothing had to be what it first appeared to be. Or even what it second appeared to be. It made it much harder to know how soon you should start running. “We should go inside,” I said. “We don’t want to attract any attention.”

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

“S-sorcery? Like Merlin or, um, Harry Potter?” “Harry who?” She shook her head. “Certainly like Merlin, or Solomon. If you are taught well your power could be considerable. I can help there, but you really need to practice in the real world. Magic is very easy here, where reality can be easily manipulated.” She waved a hand at the scenery and the room changed from Egyptian bedroom to Medieval torture chamber, complete with the rack that Michael was now lying on. Her own clothes transformed into a leather dominatrix set as he watched, and he was now wearing a small pair of leather shorts. She looked back towards him and they were back in the bedroom overlooking Alexandria. “See? You can't cha

He began to sit up slowly so he could turn and face Alysin. “I am an Elfre. We must return the gifts given to us with gifts of our own. It is our purpose.” Samnom focused harder and studied the girl’s face. Her ears were pointed like an Elf’s. Elfre were part of the Elf family but they had a distinct purpose. That was to give in return for being given a gift. They were loners and few people knew much about them. After giving their gifts their spirit was freed from the world and they moved on into another dimension.

He gestured us to a small table and we all took a seat. "What are you?" Ivan asked, staring at the man's ears. "Ivan!" Hailey kicked him under the table. "It's ok." Alfi laughed at my brother’s bluntness. "I have no siblings, but always found them amusing, especially wolves. Pups like their pack and have fierce loyalty to the other. I'm an elf, the male counterpart to a fairy." "Fairy are only girls?" "Yup. Fairies are like Alpha's to our kind, stubborn little things too. Elves are born with a natural loyalty to fairies just as you are born with a natural loyalty to those of more powerful blood."

"Those people are part of my kingdom, Lord Erris. What evidence do you have against them?" "My spies have reported rumors of a magic user born among the commoners," Erris answered. "They say she fled to Ipsit. Curzon could have her in his possession even now, ready to launch an attack. Who knows what other weapons the blood elves are lying in wait to throw at us?" Fear wrapped around the throats of the lords. Violet wanted to melt into the darkened glass wall behind her. Petros stole a glance at her but Eden kept his gaze fixed on Erris.

He tells him what the elf told us and what we saw. “How many dragons did you smell?” Merellien asks me. Rather than giving him a number, I begin listing them off for Ember. I want her to understand that they are ALL coming for the elves. “I smelled Avani, Tana, Kaylani, Kenna, Anala, Elio, Enya, Daichi, Ajax, Rhys, Enki, Kaze, Terra, Kawai, Ebba, Kano, Amne ...” I continue going through the list, leaving Naida’s name out, since I don’t want Faeler trying to use her against me. As I continue to go through the list, Merellien’s mouth drops open.

“Then, do you know what would have happened to you if what you said were true?” “I would have become a fallen elf.” “Then, can you tell me what a fallen elf is? I assume you do not know, otherwise you would not have said such a lie.” “I am sorry Mother Lelyah.” “I see. I overestimated your ability to study by yourself.” She looked directly into my eyes. “A fallen elf is one who have lost Mother Jörð’s blessing. In other words, you lose your divine mana. Without it, you are nothing more than a mere beast, you cannot use any magic and you cannot cross the village’s barrier.”

**Elizabeth's POV** * "Fire Wolf, a type of werewolf that almost only exists in legends. They are said to be covered in flames and can breathe fire. All in all, they are very bizarre. We can not confirm if this race really exists. But there are references to them in the literature." I quickly wrote down everything the teacher mentioned. I was almost fascinated by everything he said. I never knew that the world I lived in was so rich and diverse. I wished he would say more, but then the bell rang.

She felt like a child who had wondered into an R rated movie. "Our employees are all chosen for their exceptional physical traits. All the men are at least six feet tall, all are younger than thirty, and all are-" Here Mrs. Hartley hesitated, making Emma look up. There was a sparkle in her eyes as she held her hands a little over a foot apart. "-well endowed," she finished. "The ladies are also chosen carefully," she continued. "They are all well-toned and have a bra size of at least DD. A dozen ladies are available for fantasy play, as well as more than twenty males."