Female Elf Name Novels & Stories

"The Silver Moon 'princess' sent to satisfy the King's debt." I pulled the silk dress tighter around my body. "I am Elara. And you are?" "I am Kaelin, the Lead Warrior of this pack," she snapped. "And these are my sisters. We’ve spent years shedding blood for this mountain, only for our Alpha to bring home a... human-smelling runt." One of the younger girls giggled. "She doesn't even have a scent, Kaelin. Is she even a wolf?"

“Sophia. Charlotte. Amelia. Grace.” “Those are beautiful.” “What about you?” “I've always liked Emma. And Lily. And…” She paused. “What about Eleanor? We could call her Ellie.” “Eleanor,” Sebastian repeated softly. “Eleanor Martha Vale.” They both went quiet. “That's it,” Elara whispered. “That's her name.” “Eleanor Martha Vale,” Sebastian said again, testing it. “Ellie for short.” “Our daughter.” Elara pressed her hand to her stomach. “Hi, Ellie. We can't wait to meet you.”

He has not seen many though. "What's wrong with being a goblin? I mean I'm a wolf demon who almost looks like a human except for the ears and well, my tail." The elf had finally put down her bow, taking her arrow back at its place. She looks at him and he didn't expect it but she smiled at him, sweetly that her eyes weren't seen no more. "My name is Selena from Elovia," she introduced herself. They were now seated beside each other on the grass, watching the moon. It made him wonder how such elf could trust him so quickly. But it is not like he has some bad intentions, it's just that when he looks at her, she looks innocent enough.

Sapping tells me while handing the bag. Curiously, pulling the string open as a small elf comes out, as it blinks its eyes and stretches. “Um… hello there; my name Raina, what’s yours?”, I say before asking. “My name is Jessica but you can call me Jess.”, she tells the elf excitedly. The elf gets slightly spooked from her since he didn’t notice her before; he gives her a smile, which in return made the one she was already wearing bigger and brighter.

Zan's expectant look caused the elf to relax even though he was still pinned to the ground by heavy stone. "There were four humans, but the one I think you would be most interested had dark flowing hair, gorgeous starlit eyes and the face of an angel. Hmm, what was her name?" The elf gave a sly smile. "He is messing with us now." Gandr twisted his hand and the rocks tightened around the elf's body. "Ouch! Ok, ok! It was the human Empress, Aurora." The elf writhed in pain. "And the other three humans?" Zan pressed.

he said. I thought about the wolf who had told me once — through the specific channel of the dreams, through the breadcrumbs in the library, through the years of pressing against the wall — that names found the people they belonged to. The wolf had been three centuries in this work. There were many women. She had been Elara once, the first Ashvale, and Maren after that, and the two Liriens before me, and me, and now there was a girl in a western country with silver eyes who had been given the name of the first one. The name had found her.

Rhobart nicked his skin, a few drops of blood ran down his neck. “Don’t release more arrows!” the Elf yelled, lowering his bow. Two more Elves jumped from the trees—a female and a male, both blondes—landing close to Kerra before moving closer to Rhobart and Ayla. The male had a sword in his right hand, while the female had a whip on her left hip and a short sword on the right one. “She looks identical to you, Taeral,” the female said. “Except for her ears, which are human.” She sniffed the air. “But she is only part human.”

I’m sure they were red with Ji’s fury shining through. If she was calling me handsome it couldn’t be that bad could it? I smiled down at her asking her wolf, “And your name is?” “You my devilishly handsome savior may call me Nikkie.” She purred at me. Before I could ask what happened I felt a presence walking up behind us so I turned around spotting what looked to be an elf. She stepped back in a defensive stance. Holding fire in both her hands with her magical energy pulsing. Her eyes were glowing. I didn’t know much about elves but I don’t recall glowing eyes.

All sense of reason out the door, so long as he got to bring the fluffy critter home. "Hey don't look at me! I'm not part of your little harem." Vale threw her hands up. "Did we adopt a child and I never was aware of it?" Elise leaned in whispering to Alayna. "Certainly feels that way." "If we were to keep it what would you name it?" Elise asked leaning down petting the Baoar as well. "I would name it.... Lady Cuddlesworth! or Cuddles The Man Slayer.. or how about -"

Deep within the heart of the forbidden forest, a hidden conversation unfolded between two extraordinary beings. Elva, a mischievous forest pixie with emerald wings, scolded the young girl named Iana. Her porcelain skin glowed pale as the moon, her tresses cascading like a waterfall of purest snow, and her eyes held the shimmering hue of sterling silver. "Iana, what were you doing there?" Elva admonished, her tiny form buzzing with agitation. "You know how perilous it is for us to venture into the realm of humans."