Elf Worlds Novels & Stories

“Who would’ve thought we’d have winged wolves as friends? Or that magic could be so… endless?” Ellie darted out, her white echo thread glowing. “The tapestry says more worlds! More friends! Kael saw them in the crystal pool—realms with moon wolves and sea weavers.” Elara smiled, knowing their journey was far from over. The rift was stable, the web was strong, but there were countless worlds to explore, endless magic to learn, and new friends waiting beyond the horizon. Trinity. Family. Endless possibilities. Always.

The air changed. Not violently. Not loudly. Just—wrong. Like the world took a shallow breath. “You should not be surprised,” Elowen said evenly, “when Darius attacks again. And when he does, he will not come alone.” My fingers curled. “He will seek allies,” she continued. “Other packs. Other clans. Other things.” The shadows behind her stretched. “Creatures,” Kael added. “Beings that don’t fight like wolves—but like hunters.” The ground split open in a ripple of dark silver light.

"This is madness. The child is too powerful. He needs guidance, control." Her laugh is cold and cruel. "Control? Oh, sister dear. You still don't understand, do you? This power isn't meant to be controlled. It's meant to reshape reality itself." As if in response to her words, the baby's cries reach a fever pitch. The world around us seems to ripple and warp, glimpses of other realms flickering at the edges of my vision. Elara stretches out her arms, welcoming the chaos. "The old world is dying," she declares. "It's time to usher in a new age. The age of the Twilight Child."

A secret path through the frost-silver trees, cloaked by enchantment and shadow. The path led to a clearing long forgotten by the rest of the world. Twelve skulls—snow-white and wolf-boned—circled a silver tree with bark like light and leaves like night. This was where she found her. Mother Noira. The pack witch. The Shaman of the White Wolves. Her skin was the color of storm clouds, her eyes blind but glowing with thin threads of violet. Runes were carved into her flesh, old magic pulsing from her bones like breath.

“What?“ He screamed out at the thought of someone boiling from the inside till they turned to hot lava. He doesn't even want to imagine the kind of pain they might have passed through and how hot they must have felt in the inside before they melted to a hot liquid. the bones melted? “But why is it hidden from the citizens, why tell them lies?“ He asked “The fear of Anetta! If it wasn't hidden, do you think Wales would still be Wales? Do you think Wales would have developed like this? There wouldn't have been a single soul left in this town. How it all started, according to one of… is it Elders?… or Elves…? “Elvers!“ Mrs Wilson aid his memory “Yeah, Elvers, one of them was captured, he said t

He got down from his horse as he asked me in confusion-" You- You are a witch?" I nodded as I replied-" Yes... I am..." I looked at him with my squinted eyes. I take a good look at him and gasped as I said-" You are an Elf!!!" How can that be? Elves have perished a long ago!!! this must be a dream... I look around myself and finally understood. I am standing in the forest of Darkness in Elfland's. I have heard this from my father. The Elves and Witches once worked together... Elves were powerful and had allied with Witches. But slowly their lineage started declining and one day the last king was attacked suddenly and they have perished. Extinct.

“You’re stalking him again.” Matilda grunted as she joined Maleficent. The latter was hiding behind an oak tree. Students passed by them since they were at the greenhouse where ‘everyone’ was fucking welcome. Emphasis on ‘everyone’. Apparently, being a member of the dark dwellers’ team, also known as ‘the Malevolent World beings’, instantly made them a no-no in the greenhouse. The elves and the prickly elves cultivated the greenhouse were the members of the Ambivalent World.

By this time, he was not even pretending to care about not letting people to discover the abnormalities in their situation. The silent guests did enjoy their stay. But the island was only so big and could completely be toured around in just two days. The experiences it could offer, like fishing, planting, crafting with local produce, could barely distract everyone in wondering about the enemy that drew away two of the masters of the house. Had they stayed, they would probably be in danger, right? “Our universe is actually composed of just three Great Worlds, the Skyworld, the Mortal World, and the Underworld.”

Ellenis and Oren weren't so lucky, because they've been exposed to Gaia's magic all too suddenly. With the natural barriers between the four worlds pretty much shredded, it was inevitable for things to change. Elves and Dwarves that survived the blast found themselves on Earth, while some very confused and ignorant humans found themselves in an entirely different world. Years passed, and wars broke out, and cities and kingdoms were rebuilt. You know how it goes.