Elf Names Male Novels & Stories

I paused for a moment to look at him, he continued to stare and admire my baby while he wandered behind the counter. " You know it's only normal to at least tell me your name or is that too personal as well?" He shrieked frantically " I am Elina." I smiled at him. " My wife died years ago after giving birth to my first son Valen, he is the same age as our Alpha, they are very close and best of friends." " Valen! I shrieked in Surprise. The man looked confused too why I screamed aloud, Valen is beta to Alpha Valeria. And I am here with his father.They all will be shocked when they finally find out my real identity. No wonder he couldn't get enough of my son. He could barely stop staring at

"If you don't want to die, it's best to stay where you are." My legs trembled uncontrollably, staring at the man in front of me. "Alpha Elmer?" Elmer raised his eyebrows dangerously. "Seems like you know me?" I frowned; how could I not know him? My father has told me many times that Elmer is a powerful werewolf and can be said to be the most muscular werewolf in history up to the present time. But along with strength, he possesses an ice-cold heart and the most cruel nature in the world.

The stinging on my face suddenly didn't seem as bad anymore. The guards helped me to my feet just as the white haired man turned. I gasped as his features came clearly into view. He was an...Elf? "Yes, child. I'm an elf." He answered smiling. "My name is Yaris. You're welcome to our home, Elora." I was still awestruck by this discovery. Elves were real? I thought they'd all been wiped out in the Great war. How..? "That's a long story to be told, child." He answered again.

“And you’re a mother. The strongest, most incredible mother.” The nurse interrupted their moment. “What will you name them?” Elona looked at her newborns, eyes shimmering with love. “The boy…” She glanced at Kian. “Do you have a name in mind?” Kian stared at his son, his heir. The child who would one day inherit the legacy of his family, even if Kian never intended to return. “Elias.” Elona smiled, nodding. “Then the girl will be Elyra.” A powerful name. A name that carried mystery and strength. Their family was complete.

His hair, a pale, almost white blonde, fell just past his shoulders in soft, straight strands. He would do it for a lot of women. Just not me. Sassy men were not really my type. “Mae, right?” His voice was smooth and melodic, with a strange, lilted accent that I couldn’t quite place. I nodded, still standing by Iris's bed. “And you are?” I asked, trying to sound more stable than I actually felt. “Eli,” he said simply, his smirk widening as his gaze raked over me, unapologetic. “Short for Elias, but I don’t mind if you stick to Eli.”

The smell was so strong that made Adam sneezed so loud that made the whole elves looked at him. “intruder” shouted the elder elf. “catch him”, order the other elf. Adam was left with no choice but to protect himself. They were too small for him even if they were many. The elves started to amazed his strength and the ability to fight. “stop”, order the elder elf. “who are you?”, the elder elf asked. “I am Adam”, he replied. “are you a human?”, asked the elf. “yes, I am”, he replied.

"It's ok. I do look like my mom, though I'm the cheap knockoff. She was absolutely gorgeous. Also, you don't have to walk around on eggshells for me. I actually like talking about her." I smiled selodomly, looking down at my feet tryna fight back tears. "Well, I'm Elias. It's really nice to meet you. You can call me Eli, if you like." I looked up and nodded at him with a small smile. He seemed leaner than the others, but still just as muscular. He had full brown hair and blue eyes, which to me was a beautiful combination. His aura felt sturdy yet gentle. His eyes didn't give away any of what he thought, but I felt studied by them. He'd make a great teacher of sorts. His scent was a woody mus

Elion said. "Does he? Ask him the date, Elion. Ask him your middle name." Elion stiffened. "Go ahead," Lysander challenged. "Ask him." Elion looked at Cale. Cale was watching Lysander. His eyes were focused. "James," Cale said. Lysander blinked. "What?" "Elion James Marrow," Cale said. "Born October 14th. Shoe size ten. Allergies: Penicillin and bullshit."

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.

As I climb into the ring, I expect to see a huge person but the person in front of me is just a few feet taller than me and maybe a little bigger than Darien. I remember seeing him in my Aunt’s folder. Elio Mordecai. His father is the Alpha of Pack Faolan. Elio is the calm and quiet type with dark blue eyes and brown hair which appears reddish in the sun. I spot tattoos at his back when he flexes his arm.