Fantasy Elf Books Novels & Stories

Qiu Yunping looked at him and asked. "Our Wushuang pavilion has an ancient book, and there are descriptions of Elf race on it." Shi Yifei looked at the people walking out of the forest, "Look at their ears." Even Chu Xun looked at them curiously, only to find that their ears were hidden in the blond hair, but they were pointed. "The ancient book said that the Elf race is one of the strongest among hundreds of ancient races. The only difference between them and humans is that their ears are pointed, and all their skills are best reflected in the bow and arrow in their hands." Shi Yifei explained.

Alexander felt obliged to respond to the girl, to such a "clear" explanation of Johnny’s. “You brainy, some say elves aren’t from Earth. Some say they came from other realms, in flying ships thousands of years ago. There are creatures that can live longer than we do, due to their sacred tree forests.” “Really? How long can they live?” “Well ... over a hundred years. Almost two I think.” Alexander stopped explaining because he noticed one of the elf girls looked at them.

Rumpled- Book 1 of The Steamy Fairytale Collection Eighteen years ago, when Rian, the greatest elf lender, was banished for asking for his payment—the young princess promised to him, he sought shelter in an old, dank castle. Filled with hate and resentment, his heart darkened with malice. But when a simple maiden, Ciara, asks for a warm bed and a hot meal, his once dark heart and other unmentionables twitch in desire once he realizes that she is his promised princess. As punishment for the kingdom’s ostracizing, Rian imprisons her, his only drive, to satisfy Ciara beyond her imaginations till she desires him… in return.

She saw the blood line, and traced it with her eyes, she saw small drops of blood dripping onto a leaf, she looked straight to see the rabbit hanging upside down, wondering how it was possible, she took some steps forward, and to her utmost surprise, saw two beautiful blue eyes looking at her, the face was hiding in the leafy leaves, curious to see what or who it is, although slightly afraid but she thought it might be one of the two creatures she had been with. Moving forward and forward, she slowly removed the leaves covering the face. It was clear to her, the face looked innocent cute, and the eyes were magical, the lips were as red as cherry, and ears were elongated and with a sharpened

Lea asked suddenly. "You want to know about them?" “Yes. Rebecca mentioned that I might have half-elf blood. What kind of creature is an Elf, exactly, Drex?” “I’m not entirely sure, Lea. I’m only fifty years old. Elves existed during the time of the Lycans' ancestors. From what I’ve heard, they are beautiful creatures who can master the elements—water, fire, air, light, and earth. They can also hear forest spirits and speak to animals," Drex explained.

“You are pathetic.” Her body flinched at my words, but another wave of shivers covered her arms. “Dirty little doll.” The more I talked, the more her nipples were standing at attention, the more her breathing was getting heavier, the more her hands were gripping the fabric they were tied with. My fingers traced her leg. “I bet you are one of the people who like reading p**n books in public.” I moved to her other leg, gripping her ankle. “I bet you keep a straight face while your panties are getting soaked.”

The minute the word came of her condition I was going, it would take more than this world could offer to stop me from going to her. That fucking dragon annoys the hell out of me, but I need to admit he does seem to care for Emerald; and good job too. I had been going through their restricted library for about an hour when I found a book, a book that was dripping in power. The same power that dagger held. My hand hovers over the old worn leather binder, allowing my magic to feel the book out before I touch it.

“It was a chance encounter with an Elf.” “A-an Elf?!” The shock on her face is evident. “Are you certain?” What is this expression? It looks like she doesn’t believe me but she wants my words to be real. Well, whatever it is has made her lose her composure. I can see cracks in her defense. Maybe now, it will be possible. “It was an Elf. Are there any other creatures with abundant mana and pointy ears?” “Y-you couldn’t have been mistaken?” “I’m not.” Her breathing becomes more ragged and erratic, I hear her heartbeat quicken in excitement.

Nora had left to continue working but she said I could stay in her room for as long as I wanted. I got into reading her book, it was a fairytale about a water elf who fell in love with a forest elf. They were rivals with great responsibilities to their own land and people but their love didn't dim with the time they were forced to stay apart- if anything it grew until the pain of being separated was stronger than their love for each other. As a result of their wounded hearts, the oceans turned into chaos with waves so big they covered entire cities. The forest slowly died, the tree crowns hung as though on a tired neck and the colors turned grey from decay.

If I could just get to safety— The trees ahead of me exploded. A monstrous figure stepped through the flames. I barely had time to register the sheer size of it—easily fifteen feet tall, its body made of coal and molten fire. Its glowing ember eyes locked onto me, burning with something far worse than rage. Purpose. A deep, distorted voice rumbled through the clearing. “The time has come.” The air turned heavy, crackling with unnatural energy. My wolf recoiled, instinctively knowing we were facing something beyond our world. "We shall claim the Helm of the Gifted."