Elfish Novels & Stories

She smiled and licked my face. "God! Let go you little crap!" I looked back at the distressed Eliza to find a pup yanking on her pant leg. He looked like a German Shorthaired Pointer. I guessed that because I did an essay on them once back in school. "Hey, little guy." He looked up quickly, his ears flopping around his face. He tackled me at lightning speed. He covered my face in saliva and even left a few bites. Now, these nibbles I could handle.

------------ ----------------- Three hours later . . . ------------ ----------------- "Never . . . EVER . . . ask 'How bad can it be?' EVER!" Henry said as the six "heroes" returned from their less than illustrious outing. Banshee and Lillian had been right. Some sixteen year old girl had attempted an "off voodoo" ritual to make a boy at school like her and had accidentally brought a next of EFIs into the Earth realm. EFI, as Banshee explained, stood for Evil Fucking Insect. They looked like ants, except for being six inches long, glowing yellow eyes, pincers that could bit a normal man's fingers off, and an extremely tough hide. There had been thousands of them wandering around, trying to g

I nuzzled it and cooed at the bright yellow animal with hints of scales on its body. “It’s a hippocampi,” Poseidon spoke loudly behind us, making me jump. Luci gripped me tightly. Clearing his throat, Poseidon stepped away, scratching his head. “Sorry, it’s a hippocampi. Half horse, with a siren tail. It couldn’t be any fish,” he hurried his words. “It had to be strong to be able to push through its hooves because streamlining is near impossible for this animal.” Posideon turned his back and hurried away.

The chief of the fish creatures was horrified by Philip’s summon and walked over with a flattering look on his face. “Is it true that the elf water can change your appearance?” Philip said doubtfully. He knew that elf water had many magical effects. The chief of the fish creatures nodded humbly. “Yes. We've always wanted to ask the elves for some elf water, but we had no way to contact them due to our strength and status, so we could only live in the swamp!” The chief’s name was Moby. He knew that someone of his status could hardly contact the noble elves.

I inquired holding back the details of that very place being the place I was reborn. “Everything about the Crescent Park is different which makes it confusing to our enemies and spies. The Ephesus is like a stream enclosed in a cave and is also habitat to two spiritual fishes. But these aren't any kind of normal species, there are sacred fishes put in there by the moon goddess, male and female. They represent the Pack's blessing and because of them we get to harvest bountiful farm produce twice every year which is not the same with other Packs because they only get to harvest once every year. our waters are even more clean and fit to drink because of them.

Inside, the golden koi were indeed barely clinging to life. Carl raised an eyebrow. Standing right next to him was Elijah, dressed in his little pajamas. Feeling guilty, Elijah immediately looked up at the ceiling! Carl crouched down, a playful smile appearing on his lips. He cleared his throat and mused, “Could it be that Elijah scared the fish?” Elijah, still just a child, widened his eyes in an instant and stared at Carl with a wary expression. The man had only been guessing, but upon seeing Elijah’s reaction, his fingers paused, and his dark eyes deepened slightly.

" I looked at him and almost laughed. I cleared my throat. "It isn't that hard to cheer me up." Troy's eyes brightened. "What do you want me to do?" I lifted my brows and leaned close to his ear. "Hey, you really didn't edit that photo? I still don't believe a human body can actually look like that, so let me see the real thing." Troy froze, and once it registered, his face went bright red. "N-Now?" I nodded. "Yeah, right now."

He enters into a sprint and within seconds at a lightning speed. He had Elora pinned under him. " No..pl....ease..." Elora begged. Afraid. His snout just inches away from ripping her by her neck. She shifts into her dirty brown wolf. Trying to snap back at him, thrashing. When thaneos growls so loudly at her staring into her wolves eyes, that whimpers leave her. The petite wolf yelps seizing it's thrashing. Showing him her neck. Submitting with seconds. Elora's wolves blood red eyes stare into his shining silver ones. And she could see all the people she hurt and killed.

Pulling Lila to a bench in the middle of the room, I lift her into my lap and wrap both arms around her, resting my chin on her slight shoulder, “Which one is your favorite?” “I like da pretty speckled one.” She announces happily, pointing to a lionfish. “That is a good one.” I agree, “I bet you miss all the fish in Asphodel, don’t you?” “Uh-huh.” She confirms, still only half listening - though now rather than being preoccupied with what’s in front of her, her thoughts seem far away. I have no doubt she’s remembering running through all of the floating city’s canals, it used to be impossible to get her to come inside when the sun was shining and the water was teaming with fish and wildlife.

Ethan has found the glass floor panel and is lying on his stomach, face pressed against it, watching the fish. "Mama," he breathes. "Mama, there's a school of sergeant majors. And I think—yes—that's definitely a parrotfish. You can tell by the beak-like jaw structure and the—OH! There's a triggerfish! Did you know they can rotate their eyes independently?" "I did not know that." "Well, now you do. You're welcome." Madison is standing at the railing, looking out at the ocean. She hasn't said anything since we arrived. Just standing there, Eleanor clutched in one arm, her other hand gripping the wood like she's afraid it might disappear.