Elven Elves Novels & Stories

she murmured, stepping back. More of the newly embodied dead emerged from the ruins, circling Eden and Violet. Their mouths curled open showing their fangs. Hunger gripped each one, pulling them toward the king and bodyguard with impenetrable focus. "They're all blood elves," Eden realized. "He must've turned everyone in Toreva before planting the dead inside." "Their hunger will be insatiable," Violet said, bow drawn and ready. As horror rolled through her, the living dead drew near. Blood smeared their bodies and mouths. There was nothing left of who they used to be. This was the fate Curzon intended for all of the elven kingdoms.

Cold seeps through my fingers, as I take a step back. What the fuck?! 'Hello, you pretty thing,' the teeth says, 'Scared are we?' At the mention of the word, I bristle, baring my fangs in reply. I'm many things, but I like to be in control as much as possible. 'Who. Are. You'. 'I think we both know the answer to that question, Keilen,' it says. The annis. I still can't believe it, the creature from the stories, the dark witches of the elven race, darker than even the mages. Their guild was one of the major factors of the fall of Citadell….or so Argell said.

It’s easy to tell them apart from just their features. “You’re not wolf shifters,” I say, shakily. “Who are – What are you?” Balin raises a proud brow, “We are elves. We are the Elves of the Forest of Shadows.”

The darkness was welcoming. It was peaceful, painless and I was floating. I could hear voices in the darkness, Jules, Thalia and even Levi’s. Their voices floated around me, reaching out and pulling back. I smiled as the memories flowed around me and I stretched out my arms.

Finrod would only stop and wait for them to point the direction they were to take before he speeds off to wait for them under the next lone thin tree. At the end of the day, they were able to lie down and put their worn-out bodies to rest. They had no choice but to sleep on a thin piece of cloth that Margarette had bought in replacement to the sleeping bags from Ellaine’s world. Finrod summoned a small fire to keep them warm. “It is another ability of the Elven clan, Ellaine. Elves, of all magical creatures, were the closest to the heart of nature. Their ancestor Olivier pleased the nature so much that they gave him and his blood the boon of commanding the elements with their whims.” Margare

He translates in visions, in shadows in, pictures, and my eyes darken as if I am Being hypnotized and my consciousness is taken away- into flashes of memories translated in moments- The elves were the first. Their figures are tall and mighty, they are lean and agile. The oldest race in Valcane. Amongst them lived the faeries, small sprites in trees, and then the wolves. Their howls are loud as they reach for the moon. Alexander the Prime, the first Arc Wolf of Valcane. He comes in glimpses and from the moment I see his eyes, I know I am a part of him.

Obviously, like everyone else, he had no problem with the elves. Or at least not with these elves. Apparently, I was the only one still suspicious. “Next full moon?” Fenrir’s voice snapped me out of my thoughts. “Hm?” “The elven armies?” he prompted. “Oh. Yes.” I pushed away from the counter. “According to the history they were taught, werewolves murdered the elven queen, invaded their realm, slaughtered their people there, and then hunted down the remaining elves on our side of the portal.” Fenrir exhaled through his nose.

"Sure we need allies, but another realm?" "Yes," I said. "We cannot fight thousands of demons alone. My pack contacted beings strong enough to stand against them — the Elves." A wave of confusion passed through the room. "Elves?" "As in… magic elves?" "They're real?" "Yes. And they are powerful," I said. "More powerful than any Alpha or warrior here — especially their royals. According to the Living Book, they were once mediators among the realms. If anyone can help us put Roosevelt back to sleep, it's them."

"The world is vast and full of races and realms beyond what you know. And in each realm are races that also live within them. Six of these races that have been recognized by the vast majority include;- Werewolves, Vampires, Orcs, Witches, Elves, and Demons. We are descended from the Elves and we are from the Ikraseon Empire. This Realm is inhabited by various types of Elves who live in different Elemental Courts- from Wood Elves who live in the magical forests of Ikraseon and control the Earth and Nature Element to Sea Elves who live in the vast seas and control the Water Element. Flame and Dark Elves control the Fire and Darkness Elements and rule over the Nightlands in Underground cities w

Yolanda and I alighted on the light elf terrain: Alien glimmers of the whitewashed, satin blue, finely featured elves, who towered over us in silken, slender forms, held out pearl gray mushrooms and glowing yellow fruits, circling us in a whirlwind as their crystal palaces and strange, arcane stone temples blurred as they fractaled. The tribe of Ljossalfar splintered like ice.