Elven Books Novels & Stories

He’d simply moved us forward in time. Lance and Lilith lay naked on a bed of furs. Standing over them was an old crone. She was dressed in a black woolen robe and was holding a smoking bundle of herbs. As she slowly passed the bundle over the length of their naked bodies, she uttered words that I couldn’t understand. “Ah. It seems your long lost love and his new wife wish to conceive a child,” he said in a taunting manner. “They have commissioned the aid of our dear Agatha. She is a good soldier of darkness. The child will be devilishly evil.”

Eventually Elowen stopped before a small wooden table. One book rested upon it. Unlike the others, this one looked unfinished. Blank cover. Silver binding. No title. The library seemed quieter here. Waiting. Elowen touched the book gently. Then looked at us. "This one is special." Dangerous sentence. Hope immediately moved closer. Naturally. "What is it?" Elowen smiled. "A story still being written." Silence. The floating lanterns drifted overhead. Soft golden light danced across the blank cover. The book shimmered faintly.

I shrugged it off as I asked-" Did you find out about the book of Elis?" He nodded as he blinked a few times after which his eyes went normal. He said-" It is not that easy princess. The book of Elis is not that simple to get. It's the most secret and holy book in WitchLand and was protected in a tomb" I frowned as I asked-" Tomb?"

I tell him. Flavius nods in response and begins to pack his things. I fill my satchel with various clothing items and few books. "Why are you packing books?" Flavius asks curiously. "Since we are visiting another horde without sending a messenger ahead, I need to bring something that will serve as a gift. Those of the Horde of Fates are known knowledge seekers. I have many books in my private collection that have not been seen since The Fires. They should serve as a suitable present," I say.

The noose Curzon stretched around Basharr was tightening. Neve, Buhen, and Basharr were all that stood between the Blood King and total conquest of the elven realms. She and Eden couldn't afford to practice their magic anymore—war beckoned them on. "Are you nervous?" Eden asked.

“An elven hand sealed it. Only the key and an extremely powerful elven mage could open it.” We all exhaled, little murmurs of relief threading the room. “Wait.” Caleb’s voice cut through the relief. He was leafing through the book with his thumb. “Have you forgotten there’s an elven princess literally walking these halls? Fianna. She’s powerful—arguably more powerful than we are.”

"You weren't standing there! You didn't feel the pressure of his aura! Navarien is whole. Sane! He has gathered the Dark Elves—that ebony bastard Nalvath is standing right beside him! Elsbeth has defected, Soren is a traitor, and they are preparing to march their combined filth into our woods to strip us of our magic! We are facing total annihilation, and you are standing there smiling!" "I am smiling because you are reacting like a petulant child who has lost his favorite toy," Eldrin replied, stepping gracefully over a pile of broken crystal. He approached Leirick without a single drop of fear, his voice dropping into a low, conspiratorial murmur that carried a chilling weight. "Navarien i

Yesran walked along the shelves with wide eyes, her steps were slow, and then, not wanting to waste time, Yesran began to browse the books on the mythological shelf. Vampire. Nymph. Elves. Siren. And many more non-fiction books that tell the origin of mythological creatures from various continents. As many people know, vampires are blood-sucking predators, Elves are fairies who have extraordinary powers, and sirens are mythological creatures who guard the sea. Yesran put the book about Siren back on the shelf, then her fingers moved to the next books. Yesran's fingers stopped moving. Yesran's eyes narrowed when she saw the writing on the dark blue cover book.

"Just like the one drawn on this book." As soon as Lily's feet settled on the book, its eyes, and Elise's hair glowed at the same time, making the book open. Elise carried it and the first line the book revealed was 'In an ancient years ago.." Then the images in the book started moving. Elise watched with keen interest as two different supernatural beings were shown. These two do everything together, even taking advice from each other. "What? Elise furrowed her brows as she saw the beings were the witches and werewolves. "Is this a fiction book or what?" She scoffed and almost closed the book, but the bird stopped her.

I usually finished my assignments between classes or while my classmates were still working on exercises I had already completed, so I rarely had to take schoolwork home. "When we have to work with those old books in the library next year, it won’t be this easy," Annie said thoughtfully. "Why would we need to work with books?" I asked, confused. "Because of the extra courses for newly awakened wolves. That information is only in the books."