Elven Names Novels & Stories

“Every day.” Lira hesitated for a moment, then asked the question that had been on her mind for so long. “Your daughter. What was her name?” For the first time since they’d entered the forest, Dain’s expression cracked. His jaw tightened, and for the briefest moment, his mask of stoicism slipped, revealing something raw beneath. “Elowen.” The name hung in the air, beautiful and haunting. Lira felt a shiver crawl down her spine at the sound of it, a name so full of promise yet tinged with an undeniable sorrow.

"This is quite a sight…I never heard Elven Tree Watcher leave their forest and aiming at a human noble house…also why are you attacking my men Elven?.." I know he, the elf that were observing from the other end of the fog was the leader, Elven Tree Watcher was a group of elves that have the highest fighting capacity in the eleven army, kinda like a special forces. They normally patrol the forest where they colonies was, they deter any high level threat, also rarely were seen outside their domain. According to T.A.S Eleven Tree Watcher always wearing a mithril vest underneath their clothes and have a special tattoo of a small tree on their cheek under the left eyes, and their leader always we

"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

Ari shrugged. “Which ally should we go to first?” Sunama asked as she pulled out a map of the different kingdoms. The map showed the regions of the different species in our realm, the goblins, and pixies obviously, but also the elves, nymphs, dragon shifters, centaurs, and Drow (dark elves), to name a few. “The Elves are the closest.” Huricana pointed to a spot on the map.

With a light sigh, she replied with, “not bad, though if I have to tell people one more time; not to call me an elf, I will go crazy!” Fenryn offered a small smile, “unfortunately, you will find very few know any better. From what I understand, it was those born in human lands that gave themselves that name; but who knows?” He said softly. He paused his conversation as several men and women entered the room with a bounty of various foods. Once they excused themselves, Fenryn continued, “I only know as much as I do, because I had the pleasure to have access to my ancestor's records, as well as meeting a small clan once before.” Lynnette gave another sigh, as she nodded. “I can imagine that yo

"What are their names?" "Their names are Kai, Eli, Vladimir, Osiris, Edric, Drik, Isabella, and Suzette," Altan replied. "Eli was with you yesterday, right? By the way, your brother is very handsome," Esen said, hiding her smile. Altan took a look at her and said, "Your focus should be on me only." Esen laughed when she saw him reacting like this and replied. She didn't know if there was anger or jealousy in his eyes.

All told he was a mess of an ancient elf, dumped on the midden after the Council had used him for years. “You old charmer,” Horann had smiled at the elf. “What are you called?” “Jenaris,”the old elf had said. “Your name?” “Sentara,” Horann lied with ease. There was no need for the Council to know they had visited the place and the scholars and tutors they had been assigned to would have been disappointed at best, downright angry at worst. “Sentara,” the old man repeated. “A beautiful name for a beautiful elf. I have to admit, your looks are unique, especially your eyes,” Jenaris had said.

He tells him what the elf told us and what we saw. “How many dragons did you smell?” Merellien asks me. Rather than giving him a number, I begin listing them off for Ember. I want her to understand that they are ALL coming for the elves. “I smelled Avani, Tana, Kaylani, Kenna, Anala, Elio, Enya, Daichi, Ajax, Rhys, Enki, Kaze, Terra, Kawai, Ebba, Kano, Amne ...” I continue going through the list, leaving Naida’s name out, since I don’t want Faeler trying to use her against me. As I continue to go through the list, Merellien’s mouth drops open.

Byron went to kitchen to get some water before continuing his story. "I was born to a family in the east point or Faklan, my name was baron which means young warrior. At that time I was yet to receive my elf name..." Elf name!! Did her father just say he was an elf. "So...what was your elf name.." Madeline asked as she took large gulps of water. "Albericus..." Byron said slowly, he was the elf ruler of the high elves, he was the pride and joy of his people, it saddened him that he couldn't protect his people or his wife.

Elara didn’t look at any of them. Because something inside her had stilled the moment she read the name. Varien. It meant “twilight flame” in Old Eldorian. The name she had dreamed once, long before the war began. A name she had never spoken aloud. They brought the boy to the throne chamber. He walked like he had been here before. Unhurried. Unafraid. His hair was dark, like Lucien’s. His skin is unnaturally smooth. His eyes... One gold. One ember-red.