Female Night Elf Novels & Stories

The woman, we later found out is called Evelynn, was the only one to speak up to begin with. It didn’t take long for more pale, gaunt faces to step into the dim candle light that barely reached the bars that held them. Every cell had an occupant, some had two. We returned to Pine Lake with sixteen abused and neglected she wolves and one witch called Wren. She is a fighter that’s for sure. She hasn’t said much, only that she had been there for longer than she could remember. Like Liberty she had been stolen from her family as a child, her coven had been destroyed in the process.

Shit. “We’ve been building our army for months. And now, we’ll break every last one of you until we get what we want.” Valentina smirked. “You’re not getting past us,” Liam snarled. Valentina’s grin widened. “We’ll see about that.” Quinn shifted mid-air, her bones snapping and reforming in a flash of silver fur. With a feral snarl, she met Elara head-on, their bodies colliding with a force so intense that the ground beneath them cracked. Elara’s sharp nails extended into dagger-like claws. She swiped viciously at Quinn’s face, but Quinn twisted at the last second, her powerful jaws snapping around Elara’s wrist. A sickening crunch echoed as Elara hissed in fury. She retaliated with a brutal

“My name is Merethyl. I am an elven princess and the earth dragon’s rider. We came for the white dragon, Iniko. We didn’t know about you.” “Where are they? Where is that creep who rapes us and shifts into a lion while he’s inside us?” one of the girls screams. I belatedly realize that several of these women, or teenagers, are pregnant. Cedric’s head snaps up into the area above us a moment before we hear Tana’s screech of anger. “TANA!” He leaps with his Lycan strength to get through the opening. “Go! Help them!” Merethyl says to me.

Asty grinned and tiptoed behind her, trailing as she continued to walk, a big smile on her face. The maid was the only woman in Chaol's castle, and Asty had made the final decision that today will be the day that she will finally ask her to be buddies. The maid was a Night Hallow. She would sleep in the morning and do her tasks at night. She was a woman with chestnut-colored hair and crimson eyes, just like the rest. She was a calm and composed young lady. She also looked like around her age, of course, this is only an assumption. Night Hallows age very slowly, so she may have been a few years older than her.

“Didn’t Eliza tell you that?” “Uh… if she did, I didn’t process it correctly,” Jo stammered. “No, I didn’t tell her that you wanted her to meet with a dozen of your strongest, scariest Vampire henchmen--and women,” Eliza replied, coming up behind them. Jo didn’t dare take her eyes off of the room of Vampires to address the hostess. When she walked into the room ahead of her, Jo noticed Eliza was dressed all in black leather, as if she, too, were preparing for a hunt.

My sister spoke before I could ask how he knew we had grown up as rogues. “You know, Alpha Lucas, I would have thought you would recognize us. Your mate is the reason our mother is dead.” I snarled. “What accusation are you trying to make, exactly?” “Of course, the high and mighty Alpha would forget about us. Don’t you remember the she-wolf and her children that you took in? The unborn daughter you abandoned?” I pressed. “Adam?” Lucas gasped. “In the flesh, Alpha, and this is your daughter. Lizzy Devereaux, rightful Alpha of the Dark Moon pack.” I smirked, satisfied with the shock written across his face.

He saw the betrayal brewing. "We cross the river now," Kael commanded, his voice leaving no room for argument. "No dawn. No waiting. We move while the shadows are thin." "And if we refuse?" a voice called out from the back. Kael drew his sword, the steel singing in the night. "Then you are no longer Nightfang. And you will find that the 'monster' you fear is nothing compared to the Alpha you’ve betrayed." They crossed the Grey-Water in the dead of night, the icy current pulling at their legs. As Ariyah reached the far bank—the Neutral Ground—she looked back.

She was a liar. The urge to scream burned in my chest. To shout that the shifter was lying through her teeth. But doing that would expose me. It would expose Kael too. No one here knew who the Night Alpha really was, and I wasn’t about to be the one to tear that secret open. “Imagine having a mate like Vireya,” someone nearby said. “She’s hot, and she’s one of the few female alphas out there. No way the Night Alpha would accept anything less.”

” “You shall do no such thing.” “But who shall capture Elizabeth and his fae high council?” Peterson asked. “The high council have already enlisted the aid of our allies from Valhalla.” Just as they said that a mystical circle appeared behind them. Out walked out three females clad in silver and gold armor with wings. The leading female had brown skin and black curly hair the one on the left had white skin and braided hair one had the last white skin gold hair and wore a brown hood. “Valkyries” Peterson gasped.

Nell asked, determined to mind her manners. “Just to see how you’re doing and if I might need to deal with another kind of pest.” Her face flamed. “The Alpha and me, we have an agreement. I look after the pack’s heir. Nothing more.” “Is that so?” He rubbed his nose and yawned. “Late night,” he added. “Bean counting, would you believe?” Nell smiled. “You’ve trimmed your beard,” she said. “It suits you.” Jack looked away before broaching the tricky subject of her heritage. “Louisa and me have been doing some research. It seems some female elves experience a growth spurt when they turn twenty-one.”