Elven City Novels & Stories

I almost forgot how purely we loved each other long, long ago, under the sun at the edge of the Forest of Life. The elves occasionally leave the forest in search of their destined bonds. When I was three years old, I met a human boy named Anders for the first time. The moment he saw me, he looked up at his beautiful mother and asked seriously, "Mom, I like her. Can I have her as my bride in the future?" Kara couldn't help but smile and looked at me gently, "Then you must protect her well and win her heart." Later, we became the best playmates. Until I was fifteen, the elves, due to their precious life energy and healing abilities, attracted the greed and frenzied hunting of humans. I had to

The group of wolves are lead through a portal that takes them into a different spatial dimension than where they began. This time, ahead of them is a large city with strange architecture. "Allow me to clear a few things up before we continue." The elf says. "This city is strictly for magical creatures only, its main purpose is to get you used to the outside world that the humans control. For this reason, we have decided to build a city with one of the most popular designs in the world today. This particular city uses Corinthian architecture popularized recently by the Greeks."

“Let’s get going.” As she started down the hill towards the city, Elaine resisted the urge to look behind her. If she did, she would certainly see the shadows of her family, their outstretched hands reaching towards her, smiles wide, beckoning her towards a peaceful world of memories. The trio reached the end of the road, the city expanding ahead of them. It was a world of cobblestone streets and pale white walls. Boats came into view through the city’s scattered alleyways. The wooden beasts floated on the ebb and pull of the tide, pale sails reaching towards the sky as sailors set sail; others remained in place, waiting for a chance to return to the sea.

I looked at both men, wondering how to get out of this. Unfortunately, the strange man spoke. “I am Olpheus, the last pure blood of the Elves.” he announced, stepping closer to me and my heart raced. “I have come to take my beloved home.” He smirked at Ian It was the wrong thing to say. Ian’s eyes twitched, and he snarled at me, “You whore, so this is what you have been doing? Sleeping around … sleeping around with monsters behind my back?” whore? My mouth parted in disbelief and my brain lagged.

Today made it a full day since Liam left with the other guys. Lilith folded her arms. “I’ve been thinking about going to Nightspire City.” Alina’s hand paused mid-air. “Nightspire City? I’ve heard so much about it! My dad traveled there once for business. He said the whole city looks like it was built with gold.” “He wasn’t lying,” Lilith said proudly. “Nightspire is the biggest golden city in Eryndale. The lands glow at night, the towers glitter like stars… it’s beautiful.”

"I think I have found something, which will help us move forward." She picked up another book which she had brought from the shelves, but it was definitely not anything the mortal lands had ever seen. The gold cover of the book was encrusted with precious stones, and the pages were as soft as feathers, and as white as a dove. Aelanor was sure it was surely dove feathers pressed in the form of pages. Nimuel picked them up softly with her fingers, and turned a few pages. "It says here that the elven lands stretch for a few empires, due West, where The Realm of the Shadows starts" she looked up.

A days after I received that letter we got news that there was an attack on the capital city of Elvengard and Tranzelvania all the Elves made it out but the city was destroyed Tranzelvania was less fortunate because of the werewolves that he recruited because a werewolf bite is deadly to vampires one hundred thousand vampire citizens died luckily the other three hundred thousand citizens made it out alive but their city was also destroyed. The survivors have fled to other cities and are safe for now, but we don't know how long that will be, and the refugees will put a strain on the city's supplies.

Observed, like a test still ongoing. At one point, I stumbled slightly. Fenrir caught my arm without thinking. “Sorry,” I murmured. He didn’t let go right away. “Don’t apologize.” I didn’t pull away either. The path opened into a wide overlook carved into the mountainside. Below us, the elven capital stretched out, terraced white stone, flowing bridges of living wood, towers grown rather than built. Light drifted through the city like floating embers. It was beautiful. And intimidating.

Her tears were like rain, seeping straight out of the floor and down to the earth. The tears fell right down to the earth, in New York City, exactly where Alarick and Drake were gathering at this time. They gathered werewolves and dragons that are not many in modern times. The snakes gathered with them. No one knew when the war would start, but Drake wanted to propose that those who brought the war to the elven kingdom. “Your Majesty, no one knows where the Elf kingdom is now,” said one of the dragons. He is known as one of the richest people on earth today.

Today was the last day of my life. A moment after crossing the river and through the woods. I arrived at Glafelden, a small town located in the west of the Lurivia Kingdom. The city was directly adjacent to the tribe Elvian, which was separated by the Kalen River. This was the city where I lived.