Female Night Elf Novels & Stories

During a full moon, they would enjoy the thrills and joy that come from spending time with their mate. In Nightfang, the pack would gather to howl at the moon as a sign of worship to the moon goddess. But she hasn't seen anything like that in Ridgewood. Maybe they have different ways of doing things. As the Luna of Ridgewood, she wouldn't want to fail in her duties. She'd have to seek Bethar's counsel. She still had images of Rylan stuck in her memory. She had tried so hard to forget him but it was rather too difficult.

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.

My guess was magic, some kind of sophisticated magical barrier surrounding the entire space and effectively blocking out all unwanted noise. My eyes scanned the new room with practiced assessment. The private area was no different from any other VIP section in any average nightclub, with luxurious dark leather couches arranged strategically around a decently sized glass table. The overall dim ambience and intimate layout made it an ideal, cozy space for depraved acts. A few abominations occupied the area when we arrived. Two male demons and three topless, human-looking females with distinctly pointed elven ears. Nymphs, I assumed, since the true fae folk rarely patronized morally questionabl

"Oh?" said the elf. I stood, and dropped my trousers, revealing my erection. "Oh!" she said. I lay on my back. "Your turn to move a bit." I suggested. She hesitated only a moment. Then Fhaernala sat astride me, held me with her fingers, and sank down on my shaft. - "Ahh ..." said someone. I think it was me. She rode me slowly, patiently, seeking her own pleasure. She ground herself against me. Then Fhaernala placed her delicate hands on my chest, and began to slide her hips back and forth. She closed her eyes. Fhaernala came again, grinding, and sagged down onto my chest. I gently rolled her over, and entered her from behind as she lay on her side. It wasn't long before I pulled o

She's dripping wet as she opens the door. But he's sound asleep. Carter could sleep through an earthquake. Undaunted, she slips into his bed, finds him naked, and snuggles up to him. When he wakes up, he'll have such a naughty treat. She's so eager for it. She wants to stay up, but she gets drowsy fast. She closes her eyes and falls into a dream. A D&D dream. In it, Natalie has become Princess Nataliala, an elf. And she's been captured by the Ogre Kartem...

A subterranean space carved into stone, lanterns casting warm, golden light over rows of tables, shelves, and people who most definitely did not belong in the human world. The underground. I’d heard stories. Rogue wolves trading information. Healers who asked for secrets instead of coin. Enforcers without packs. Witches who didn’t bow to alphas. Deals made here could change the balance of power in entire territories. And I had just walked in alone. “You’re Nightfang,” the woman said once the door closed behind me. “I was,” I replied. Her eyebrow arched slightly. “Rejected?” The word landed heavier than I expected. “Yes.”

I can tell this is not who we were expecting. “What are you three doing here?” Nate asked. “We have some information that might be helpful,” Xaydyn says. “Thre three of us were out getting ice cream and visiting some relatives over in Rome when we heard a few people walking about needed more blood samples and sending more creatures to take the woman and her daughter. I was able to sneak some pictures of these people and I can tell you that they were elves, but not like the elves that we have seen before. These elves had a weird glow to them and they were more big and bulky than the elves we are used to seeing.” Jordyn explained.

It was time to chill around, not create debate. "We'll make others tomorrow," Jenna replied to the statement. "You will join us again, right?" "Yup. I'll be here till the full moon." "Ah!" Nicole suddenly shrieked. "How about you join the pup shifting and run? That would be fun, Luna." "Yes. I hear from Alpha Eliot that Fiona is so beautiful. She's a grey wolf, isn't she?" My head automatically snapped to the right. I narrowed my eyes as Eliot's gaze and mine met.

I run my finger down the water glass, wiping away a few more beads of condensation. “Nothing good,” Naomi says quickly. “But we’re not here to talk about that. We’re here to look hot, get drunk, and live our best lives tonight.” “I can get behind that,” I say. “Good. Because that’s what we’re doing.” Naomi looks over at the bar. “Who’s the hot blonde again? I was a little distracted trying not to be eaten by zombies the last time we met.” “That’s Eliza. She’s Lucas’s vampire daughter or whatever you’d consider her.”

ALPHA XAVIER POV It was some hours past midnight that I finally had my fill of pleasure, I woke up and found five other females lying on the same bed with me. I tried to remember what had happened, but my memory was failing me. The female to my right looked so beautiful in her sleep, I got her scent and knew it was the wolf girl, Nadaya. To my left was a human I couldn't really recall her name. She was just as wide as Nadaya was last night.