Elf Need A Hug Novels & Stories

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn’t be here. I would have lost everything. You loved and took care of me like a mother would. You showed me things I never imagined and taught me how to feel. You stood by me in my darkest hours; I could never hate you. Honestly, you make this house a little livelier than it is." At Grace's heartfelt words, Mrs. Hail turned and hugged her back. Grace could feel her sniffing; she was crying, and soon, Grace couldn't hold back her tears either. The battle they had been fighting for so long was coming to an end, and the tears were long overdue. Just then, Grace’s mother joined the hug. "Yes, thank you, Hail. I don’t know what I would have done without you," she sa

And you don't go around telling your griefs to a stranger. "Uh, well, isn't your concert more important?" I asked, still not looking at him. I felt him move. He was really leaving. "I heard, when you're sad...you just need a hug." He said. "And you're sad." I would've stopped him but he was already reaching out to me. He pulled me in a hug. "I cannot believe you just said those words." I whispered. Maybe he smiled but I couldn't see. I felt his arm around me. The reality of actually making a friend felt really good. It just made me more teary.

I asked to be sure, and she raised her thumbs up. “Yes, I am really sorry to bother you, but I had no one else to call.” She made a sheepish face. “C’mon, it’s okay. I mean, what are friends for if I can’t do this little thing? At least this would keep me busy till I figure out what to do,” I responded, and she flashed me her best smile. Elara engulfed me in a hug. “Thank you so much, Hazel!” she said, and I patted her back.

"I just... I could not stand out there and watch what those horrible people did to you on that field. The humiliation, the beating... it was just way too much for a human being to endure. You didn't deserve any of that." A warm wave of affection filled my chest, and I stood up, wrapping my arms tightly around her neck to pull her into a giant, comforting hug. "Hey, it's okay, Ella... please don't cry anymore," I murmured gently, squeezing her small frame against me. "You don't have to take the bitter medicine for my own sickness. Look at me, I'm completely okay now. The danger is gone." Ella let out one last, shaky sigh, burying her wet face deep into the fabric of my shirt as her loud sobbi

Like someone who had carried an old debt and old grief in the same place for too long and had just found the man she thought died because he helped her live. “Victor,” Elaine breathed. Then she reached him. Her arms went around him before anyone could stop her. Victor went stiff at first, like he had forgotten what it meant to be hugged without danger inside it. Then his arms lifted slowly, almost carefully, and closed around her. His eyes shut. His face twisted. I saw the breath leave him in a rough, broken way, and I knew that hug had reached something the Outlands had not managed to kill.

“We are going to help save you from his inhumanity. Now, if you listen to what we say, you should be fine. Now come on.” “I don’t want to be saved!” I yelled, “I want to go back. Now let me go!” The elves continued to pull me deeper into the forest, fluffy being dragged behind us on a makeshift stretcher. I really hoped they wouldn’t eat him and I would be sure that wouldn’t happen. What kind of weird people would eat a pet!?

"I'm sorry. I just went to my sister's workplace to talk. You were too busy, so I didn't bother you. Don't worry, I'm not going to leave you. I promise that, remember?!" He responded by tightly hugging me. "Thank you for coming back." He murmured. "You don't have to. I'll always come back." I murmured. El suddenly came to us so we broke from hugging. I carried our son and Kiel hugged us, but this time, it was gentle as if we were some kind of vulnerable glass that would easily break. "I love you two." Kiel suddenly whispered. "We love you too." I whispered back and rested my head on his chest.

he asked in a choked, uneasy voice. I felt moved. He wasn't afraid of death—he was afraid that I'd die with him. He was still talking, so I decided to simply put my hand over his mouth. "Shut up." He was stunned. His ears twitched a little, and I reached out to touch them. They were smooth and somewhat relieved my nervousness. A half-elf's ears were sensitive. Elwin's breathing hitched, and he struggled to endure my touch. I didn't notice this as I was busy tending to his leg injury. After inspecting his leg, I discovered that he fortunately only suffered a fracture, and his leg hadn't been dislocated.

My heartbeat skyrockets, and I take slow breaths to not hyperventilate until the merchant talks again, freeing me from my pain. “The fish are totally fine,” he says with a crooked smile, not even hiding that he is mocking me. “Safer for the pups than a Golden Retriever.” My eyes move back onto the creature, who is now slowly closing its mouth again, the pressure lifting from inside my head. “But I have something else that will interest you too in such situations,” he snorts, lifting a glass. I take a step back as an eel-like worm moves in circles, bile rising in my throat. “Ever heard of soul-eating worms? They are especially popular among your kin.”

Eden saw her taken, still fighting the hulking blood elf. "Violet!" he cried, slicing the creature across the chest. He ran to her but the wound had done little to his opponent. The blood elf seized him from behind and tossed him over his head. Eden slammed into the stony soil. He didn't move. "Eden! Eden!" Violet screamed. The blood elves with their hollow eyes watched her, amused. They carried her away from Eden, even as her cries filled the darkness. Violet's heart felt like it was bursting as she watched Eden fade into the mist.