Novel & Cerita Elven Princesses

The two Meivs were now holding her, she kept struggling to get out but they held her tight, and as Pradai received those punches, she started losing her sense, sounds became inaudible and sight became blurry, even so, her eyes were vested upon Iliya, and only her voice penetrated through her ears The Lynx Lynch raised up his sword to kill her, Iliya in pain and with so much struggle, she managed to bite the hand of her restrainer, Elves had a very well defined and sharped out canine, and most times bites from female Elves were poisonous. The Meiv in turn beat her till she fell on the ground!

" She bowed to them, and came forward to meet the group. Somewhere around the cave, the minstrels started their unearthly music, that sounded eerie and spiritual at the same time. "Princess Aelanor, Lady Nimuel, and Haz'th, why don't you get started on the food? We have prepared delicacies from the Elven world, and the human world. I believe you would enjoy them immensely. Princess Saayan, I know you don't eat solid food, and we have arranged platters of white noise and some Westerlies and Monsoon winds for dessert. However, we could not bring sunlight for you, which is destructive to our Realm," Elektra said. "Why, thank you, Queen Elektra. But you need not have gone to such lengths of tro

Princess? Sh**! Elora is a princess because she has Royal blood in her veins. She was none other than the neice of the werewolf king himself. She was the neice of Volkan Knight. And now he thinks it was me who hurt her.

Iana, possessing a unique connection to the ancient forest, wielded a power that surpassed mortal understanding. As the Forest Shades retreated under her command, she surveyed the wounded prince with concern. Elva, a mischievous forest pixie, fluttered beside Iana, her delicate wings shimmering in the soft light filtering through the trees. "He's bleeding," Elva whispered, her voice carrying a sense of urgency. In the blink of an eye, Iana was by the prince's side, her steps as graceful as a gazelle. She assessed his injuries with a trained eye, recognizing the severity of his condition.

He quickly whispered words into the guard’s ears, and shortly after, the girl walked towards our table. Zeus pulled out his chair as he stood, placing his hand on the girl’s shoulder. “Kevin, this is Elowen,” he introduced. The girl’s eyes widened as she bowed deeply, instantly making me aware she wasn't from his pack. And her scent... My brow furrowed. “What’s your price?” I asked, setting my cup down. Zeus smiled as he nodded. “Gold. I'm sure you would love her,” he said as his eyes lit up.

The almost-glow they possessed added to their exotic nature. The pair flanking the Elven ruler were female, with the fair, gentle features common among Elves. Both had golden irises as well, and it was plain that they were evaluating the Sorceresses as they approached. So alike were they in appearance that Keyla wondered if perhaps they were in fact twins.

"The way it was broken, Princess... it doesn't look like a normal animal did it. It was too... powerful. And as you know, Princess Isla's room was locked from the inside." Annie pressed her lips together, acting like she was thinking hard with worry. "This is all so deeply scary. I can only hope Isla will come back safe and soon." She waited a moment, then leaned a little closer to the Captain, talking quietly like she was telling a secret. "You know, Captain, some of the servants... they've been talking quietly to each other. About Princess Isla acting strange lately. The stealing... the way she looked at Prince Caius... almost... wild. Did you see anything strange yourself, Captain?" She l

A low moan escapes my lips as lips encircle my hard nipple. Strong fingers find their way inside me, slowly moving in a ‘come hither’ motion and creating a lewd squelching sound that I did not expect my body to make. “Princess, are you my good girl?” I look down my body to find familiar dark green eyes, filled with lust and need. “Yes!” I moan out my answer….

He finally looks up, his golden eyes meeting Vivian’s with unwavering certainty. “And this woman—this supposedly dead woman—is no mere child of your pack.” His grip on Lynette’s hand tightens, his next words spoken with unshakable conviction. “She is Princess Selindra, first princess of the White Elves. My twin sister.”

It’s like runes, only they are glowing around his hand and arm in a golden colour. ‘I have no idea what it is either.’ He replies to my unanswered question. I’m about to answer him when someone rises from their seat and clears their throat. “Before the king accepts his chosen, I fear that a grave mistake has been made… The Lycan Princess is the niece of the Deimos Prince… an enemy of Helios. Are you certain by taking someone who is a descendant of the Deimos line that you will not make our God turn away from us?” she asks quietly, raising an eyebrow as she looks around the hall.