Elven Bow Oblivion Novels & Stories

My curiosity gets the better of me and I peep into the bedroom. My heart drops into my stomach when I see Elijah sleeping on the bed,stark naked. That's when I understand what is going on. Bastard! He is nothing but a sick bastard. I look at Ella, wondering if I just snap her neck right here neckI now, but I decide that it's not worth it. I turn around and walk away, but not to my bedroom. I lifelessly make my way out of the castle, I go to the woods and when I get there, I urge Layla to take over me.

He would wait for the perfect moment to strike. First, he needed to sow seeds of doubt. To create cracks that he could later split wide open. Mason smirked as he dialed a number on his burner phone. The line rang once, twice, before a gruff voice answered. “It's done,” Mason said smoothly. “Good. Phase one?” the voice asked. Mason’s eyes gleamed with wicked anticipation. “Already in motion,” he said. “She won’t even see it coming.” He ended the call and tucked the phone away.

"You've done enough damage to my pack, Alpha Riven. Leave my lands and go back to wherever you came from. You can't hurt me within my own pack lands" "But you forget, Lucan. I am not on your pack lands. You're so incompetent, you stepped right over your border lines and did not know it. And now you're in a different place altogether, and I can play with you." Riven said as his eyes bled to red. "Sorcery" Lucan whispered. Before the last words left Alpha Riven's lips, Lucan took the last arrow in his hand he had been holding on to and plunged it into Elara's shoulder, she screamed out loud again, b3fore slipping back into unconsciousness.

Must be a higher official's son. "Nice strategy but that won't work. You will easily be surrounded if you all clump together during a fight.", Clayton is talking about their stance. They must have thought staying together would make them a stronger force... Which is stupid for him. His eyes went pitch black while standing to let them know who he is. "H-hunter ...", One of the kids,probably their leader, finally recognized him. At least they still know what his eyes project. Hunters. That's what they call them. Creatures created to balance humanity and vampires. They are basically halves of each sides. They can eat like humans in a normal basis. They could also drink blood if they feel like i

Elara’s essence fractures, her whisper faint, Child, I am lost. I reach the vault, a cosmic archive pulsing with Elara’s hymn, its glyphs ready for the banishing ritual. I channel the Veilheart crystal, the group’s relics—Cassia’s fire-etched blade, Renn’s radiant orbs, Maddox’s shadowed dagger, Sylvara’s vine-wreathed staff, Lysara’s frost-ring, Zorath’s silver gauntlet, Valthor’s starlit helm, Lirien’s tablet, Kael’s void-shard—flaring, my hymn a crescendo. “Veil, banish!” The crystal pulses, starlight flooding the glyphs, the oracle-shade screaming as it’s torn from the keeper-king, its form dissolving, his power weakened. Elara’s essence flares, her whisper strengthening, Child, you are

" Collins angrily speaks. He shoots flame from his hands. An Elve stretches his arms as he blocks the flame with ice. "You and Hilligard have done too much evil disgracing the name of Elves. We shall be your opponent" A slim Elve speaks. He has yellow straight hair and blue eyes. He has tribal tattoos all over his body. The tattoos glow and turn in several flying blades. "Chen, you are going to die for standing in my way." Collins lifts his hand however the flying blades began to fly like little flies around him. Collins had no choice but to stand defending himself. Ten Elve slam their hands on the floor. Earth magic erupts from the ground. It creeps around Colin's leg. Collins

“The demon realm, the realm of Others, and the human realm.” I see some of the fighters pause as their heads swivel in one direction. “Elves have always considered themselves as superior beings because of their beauty and grace. Their arrogance turned into greed at one point,” Damien wraps his arm around my shoulder. “And they turned on their own realm, seeking power and control.” “Wh – Who is that?” I point towards a man who is now approaching, along with hordes of warriors.

"I won't let them harm us." Aunt Cleo's voice sliced through the air like a warning bell, her words laced with urgency and gravity. "Aqua, you need to grasp the true threat of the coven. They're not just ordinary casters. Each possesses unique abilities, ranging from unnaturally swift regeneration and inhuman strength to the sinister power to manipulate creatures and even people, turning them into spies. Some even boast of an unnerving form of immortality, extending their lives far beyond the natural order. And worst of all, they have the terrifying capability to absorb the powers of other casters."

“The same one that tried to kill me.” I stared at Narvia’s body, then at the dagger still lodged in her ribs. The blade glinted under torchlight, etched faintly with the mark Eliana had just described—a raven clutching a flame. I rose to my feet, my voice low and steady. “No more games. Whoever’s behind this dies next.” Eliana didn’t answer. Her eyes were locked on the floor—on the faint scorch marks spreading from Narvia’s body like wings.

“I, Blake Wulfric, elect Lucas Hemming as my beta, to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside me.” Luke followed my lead. “I, Lucas Hemming, accept Blake Wulfric’s election to be loyal to and lead the Midnight Maple Pack alongside him as his beta.” We touched our newly sliced palms to each other, and I could feel a physical bond being formed between us. Once the feeling passed, we separated, and the crowd cheered even more loudly than previously. I looked down to see that my palms were already healing due to the enhanced werewolf healing abilities. We went to join hands with our families, with the priest in the middle who led everyone in a chant. I could hear the crowd below c