Female Night Elf Novels & Stories

With that he turned his back on me and stalked out of the basement. God damn it Kaydence you are weak. Getting caught because you ran the wrong way. I have been here long enough I should know my way around by now. Damion Night has been my home for four years now and it has been hell since day one. My first night here he lost his temper with me because I wouldn't stop crying.

In their way to DRADIA our heroes passed by NOCTALIA the city of dark elves. The dark elves also known by the elk riders, AHMET decided to pass there to buy a rides for the group he buys elks for them and they passed the night in the hotel. At night AHMET heard something moving he light a candle and he saw his backpack moves he opened it was the egg. After been merged with the feather the egg now is ready to hatch, he took the egg and he put it beside him and he fall asleep.

"Hey, pretty lady." A male voice said, causing me to stare at the person who owns the voice. It's Christmas night, and the only thing that does happen during Christmas night around this area is for young single souls to match themselves up with any other single soul they find across the street. Well! I guess this is what I'm going to do. "Hi," Cornelia replied while trying not to behave annoyingly. "Hey. I'm Kenny Salvador. The guy who can give you a great time." The guy said, before disgustingly winking at me.

For some reason, the three guys in my group sat at my opposite while Persia and the red-haired girl with bat wings sat on my left and right respectively. “Ah… Um… My name is Lucifer Nightwalker von Nightmare.” I murmured. I wondered why, as I introduced— those 3 guys widen their eyes for a moment. Seeming things were slightly awkward, Persia decided to guide the team in my stead. “August~” She then conducted. As she called, the which was at my right, reacted. “…Oh, right. My name’s August Whisperwind, a human. I’m Ranked Fifth among the first years, codename, .”

Tancorix strained her eyes to the north side of the valley and spotted a few fireflies in the night, something she wondered if the Romans could see as well. The Romans had spread out their numbers to the south, though, digging in for a fight. A few pickets walked out in the bright light of the moon, spears up, scanning the plain. They pointed their spears at the three females, but could do little as they were so far away. Ragala made an obscene gesture with her left hand, but Weaver swiped at her in the air as if she could strike her down. The girl frowned, bit her lip and let her chin drop.

Ella's POV. Today was another night this week that I had to work late with my boss, Damon. Though it'd been 2 years since I started working for him as his personal assistant, the lust and the arousal that bloomed between my legs whenever we were in his office together never ceased. Especially during the late-night hours. Tonight, however, was the night I finally wanted to make my move on my boss. He was everything that'd make a woman go on her knees and surrender her body to him for sweet torture.

He was looking for any clue that this was a brief slip-up or a bad joke. Her heart pounded against her ribs like a crazy drum. Now she needed to have strength. She had to show them the truth that she had been hiding for so long. She inhaled deeply while looking at each of their faces. “ I am not Ravena. She died the night she came to rescue me. That night I died too. But somehow I was reborn in her body. The moon goddess made it possible. I came to Ridgewood as a means of getting revenge on Vulcan and those who plotted my death. I am Selene Nightfang. The deposed Luna of Nightfang.” Ethan's face was a mask of deep shock as his jaw fell. His mind was rushing to comprehend the impossibility so

But it’s not lost on me that even he seems wary when his brothers walk into the room. There’s something else too something cold and hollow in the eyes of Luna Elara. Adam’s mother. She barely looks at him, and when she does, it’s as if she’s studying a stranger. I’ve been around long enough to know that kind of cold doesn’t just happen it’s grown from something deep. Something bitter. Still, Nightshade is different. It’s not Bloodfang. Here, women aren’t forced into armor. They aren’t trained from the cradle to fight and bleed and die for territory. I can breathe here. I can choose. And that freedom feels like honey in my veins.

Minus the girl, who I'm told is only 8, I'm not even sure how old they are. I know one thing, no matter how old they are, they shouldn't be this close to fae lands at night. This area may be primarily home to the forest elves, but who knows how far the darker sort go hunting at night or what they'd do to a bunch of wayward werewolf pups they found in the night.

[Iron Twins- Grade D] 6 STR 2 AGI [Daggers made by the blacksmiths of the Dark Elf race] This… is unanticipated. Dark Elves...I can't wait to go to the outside world. ELVES exist! My fantasies can actually be achieved! Elves…. If they are as gorgeous as I envisioned then hehe… Gulp Shit, I just drooled thinking about elves in my head. What a shame. I can't think of women for the time being, but I will definitely get an Elf wife! Wait, is it even conceivable between demons and elves? Slap! Ouch... Calm down...hoooo…