Elven Novels & Stories

"Shhh hush! My dear Delilah, can't you see I'm doing you a favor here hm?" "No, you are killing me this way. If she leaves me then I will die. I'm supposed to be in hell with her" Delilah cried in pain. "Trust me Delilah. Morgana lied to you. She's a demon and demons lie. That's their way of living in humans to the fullest. I am afraid I don't want her to exist here anymore" Raven said throwing the half eaten apple aside, rising from the seat too as she caressed the girl's cheek.

She still shuddered inwardly at the total lack of thought. Draynon smiled. “Thank the Gods,” he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. His face had regained its normal colour and a weight seemed to have been lifted off his shoulders. His face became stern again and he pointedly looked at Redswift and Zela. Sigwulf coughed. “My Lord, please let me introduce Redswift. He represents the Elven nation, where they have also agreed to be our allies.” Redswift smiled and nodded his head to Draynon.

Meanwhile, in a black forest, five black-armored elven men were being bombarded with magic spells and arrows by eight orange color-armored elven men. The five black-armored elven men’s skin was a bit darker than normal elves, their ears were a bit longer and wider, two of them had fangs out from the corner of their mouth. And the orange color-armored elven men, they had an insignia on the chest of the armor, which was designed as a star, a sun and a moon were inside of a circle and the circle was inscribed on a watchtower symbol, it was the insignia of the Eldarin C

I breathed. “The Dark Elves’ mountains,” Rivyn replied grimly. “The Elves are cousins to the Fae,” he said quietly as he encouraged Coryfe to move forwards. The horse did not like the location, reacting to the sulphur smell of the soil, and communicated his dislike through his movement, each step reluctant as if he anticipated the ground would disappear before him.

"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.

His gaze was fixed on the main house. All the elven buildings were made of a material carefully selected to be in harmony with nature. The base for the building bricks was a mixture of sand and earth which was then further mixed with a special type of paste. This paste was made from processed silver dust and tiny seeds from elven sacred trees. These sacred trees, called eloeins, grew in dense forests throughout Velas. And Velas was the only land in Raal where those trees grew. The elves believed that they carried the souls of their ancestors. Beneath each of these groves were underground chambers that served as resting places fo

she asked, not wanting to believe it was possible, but she didn’t see any alternative either, what with the dragon being gone and having not taken off from the mountain behind him. “That’s exactly what I’m telling you,” he said, folding his arms across his muscular chest again. “I’m Slate Everclaw. I come from a long line of shifter dragons. We used to occupy the land where your kingdom and the other eleven are now located, before we were robbed of our most precious treasure, one that allowed my people to withstand the human threats that were slowly encroaching on our lands. Without the gem, my kind cannot transform without the moon in the sky. So… we were forced to take to the mountains. We

Ravan said showing most adorable smile as he and Vivan both started playing together, while they were playing one of Ravan mother loyal servant saw them together and immediately informed same to her owner ‘Suryakala devi’, hearing which Ravan mother got furious and immediately rushed out her son, seeing Ravan laughing heartily with vivan she harshly pulled him back and slapped vivan right across his chubby cheeks “thuje kitine barr jaha hai mere bête se durr rahne ko ghatiya ladke (Translation: How many time have I told you to stay away from my son you bastard) meanwhile Vivan mother ‘Snehakumari’ came there and immediately cooed her son in her embrace and “Malkin iss bar iss maff kar do agl

Robert whispered. “A hundred?” Arth blurted out in shock. Luna formed a smile on her lips. “A half-elven… hundred and twenty-eight of age… at the service of Sir Lucas,” she said, lowering her head a little. Arth was astounded by her. Elves inhabited only in Leafdale—one of the vast regions located in the south of Glacia. He never imagined an elf would be allowed to cross borders to the human territory. “Alice…” the boss gestured at her, telling her to introduce herself.

Funichio insists. “So, you follow King Ailduin’s rule?” I ask, again trying to gain some control of this conversation. “Yes.” Fanella says. She hasn’t stopped eyeing Eli like he’s a feast and she’s starving. “I thought King Ailduin was over the elves.” Eli says, frowning. “Oh, he’s over all the fae - dwarves, fairies, the good kind; faeries, the bad kind; pixies.” “Goblins, elves, leprechauns…”