Female Elf Name Novels & Stories

And wolf. Half-blood. Interesting. She stopped ten paces from the throne and inclined her head—not deep enough to be reverence. “King Kael,” she said. “My name is Elofa.” I waited. Silence is a language rulers forget how to speak. I hadn’t. She smiled faintly. “I am here to negotiate my survival.” Direct. I almost respected her. “You’ve chosen an odd morning for it,” I replied. My voice sounded like stone dragged over stone. “Rogues are being cleared from my borders.”

I could hear the distant rustle of leaves and the occasional snap of twigs underfoot. “Who is this source?” I asked, trying to keep up with Selena’s brisk pace. “She’s a bit of a recluse,” Selena said. “Her name is Elara. She’s not part of any pack, but she has a way of knowing things. People call her the Whisperer.” “The Whisperer?” Fatima scoffed. “Sounds like something out of a bad horror movie.” Selena chuckled. “Maybe, but she’s good. Trust me.”

" 'Felicia!' I exclaimed. I had chosen that name from our Latino class and decided to give it to my wolf when I shifted. It meant 'happy' or 'lucky,' and those were the two things I desired most in life. 'Felicia. I like it,' my wolf responded. After an exhilarating run, my energy began to wane, prompting me to retreat to the spot where I had stashed my extra clothes. Once dressed, I embarked on my journey out of the woods. As I neared the forest's edge, the sound of Elara's crying reached my ears. Curiosity piqued, I concealed myself among the trees, observing the scene unfolding before me. She was being comforted by others, including Garrick, who held her in his arms. A sigh escaped my lip

The grey wolf gave a passing glance to the Alpha who was busy meeting a couple of his other potential mates. "I'm sure he won't mind" the grey wolf voice was as smooth as silk, "Only one wolf becomes the Luna and there are plenty of you to go around. My name is Hound." He reached out his hand I took it knowing that humoring this wolf was a bad idea. Always polite. "Enchanted." I said in the manner of an unenchanted person, "My name is Elma."

When I saw why she laughed,my smile dropped from my lips. It was a picture of a woman with sharp pointy ears like Nara's. My eyes wandered to the top of the page where the name was. It spelt out three letters. Elf. "What is it Kevan?" Layna asked and met gaze met hers. "It is just...my sister...she...her ears are just as pointy..."I said,totally forgetting i was not supposed to tell any one that and when I remembered, it was too late.

It was as if, the profession was calling out to her. The elves are very good healers, and Lolita inherited such from the abilities of Annabel, the elf princess.

i whimpered, my eyes burning with tears that refused to fall. His face darkened at the edges, reminding me that he was an elf. “You may not remember me, Elly, you may not remember our past life together but I do. I have gone through hell to find you and i will not let you go, not when you want to play matryr.” he declares firmly, pressing the handle of the sheated dagger to my palm.

She was beautiful of course, with short grey hair, big round bronze eyes and a tall athletic body. “You can call me Jane.” “Jane?” What a weird name for an elf. “Would you prefer Mother Jane then?” She smiled and stuck out her tongue in a playful manner. This person just keeps giving me some strange vibes. My gut tells me I should get out of here as soon as possible. “What are they teaching you at the village nowadays? Aren’t you going to introduce yourself?” “I’m A-agafya…” The elf got closer to me and inclined her body a little to look directly into my eyes. Her friendly demeanor and imposing aura were making me self-conscious.

Get the elf to contact your coven now, and you’re free as a bird if you'll tell me where my mate is. “See?” She ground her teeth, knowing she was between a rock and a hard place. Of course, a voice whispered in the back of her head. It wasn’t the first time. Hell, it wasn’t even the first time today. And with her luck, it wouldn’t be the last. "Christ." She turned her attention to the wary elf. "Hmp, elf, I need a favour." "My name is Elfy, milady!" "Woah! Really? That's ridiculous."

" Kei frowned slightly at the name Shima had just called. "Yes .. Duende is an Elf and because she is a female I put Ra behind .. So her name is Duendera, it looks like a female name right?" Shima smiled by playing with her eyebrows. "You like the name Duendera, the cute cat?" Shima asked the half -cat girl. "Meow! Duendera! I love it! Thank you master! Meow! I have a new name. It's a beautiful name .. Meow!" Duendera started to hug Shima's shoulders tightly with a wiggle of his tail showing himself liking Shima.