Female Night Elf Novels & Stories

She noticed a corner of Fiona's lip curling up, seemingly pleased to hear that Elara was now at odds with the Reeds. "Why don't we just stay here? They'll be busy looking for their prey for an hour anyway," Fiona suggested, but Elara shook her head. "Just accompany me upstairs—" Elara's words were cut off as her heartbeat quickened, and she started to feel that familiar rush of excitement coursing through her body again. She immediately glanced behind her and spotted Alpha Damian entering the hunting ground with other members of the Nightraven pack. Some of them used to belong to the Foretsheart pack and were distant relatives of the Reeds who supported Damian, which is why they switched to

Tears slid silently down her cheeks, soaking into the sleeve of her sweater as exhaustion finally dragged her under. Under the cold stars, in a city that didn’t care she existed, Aria slept. Alone. Hungry. And burning with a hatred she never thought she could feel. ---

Everyone in the office knew that Cole typically disliked female presence. They grumbled as they watched Britney and immediately started gossiping. “Who even is this newbie?” “She isn’t even that pretty.” “I wonder what sir even saw in her...” They whispered back and forth. A few werewolves working in Cole's office looked at Britney with a deep sense of respect. They had no doubt that this human was their Luna, which was precisely why Cole had kept her inside his office—otherwise, werewolves would never let any random female get that close to them.

Not used besides by artists and the like. "I am Bedalika, the Matriarch of the Dark Frost Tribe. Please let us speak freely." She was slightly taller than Yaya and had a bit of an hourglass figure. Her black hair draped down her shoulders in the front and hid a very large bust. Next to her was a man that reminded Ren of an Italian man he once knew. With that thick mustache and beautiful green eyes, Ren wanted to cut them out and make an artifact with them. He didnt obviously, that would be rude.

He said holding my arm and dragging me to the assistance desk. "Snifflers, what number did Prince Elior Dritan attack earlier?" It asks the Sniffler or the Ferangs who become partners of the Healers in taking care of the patients. “Room number 234.” The Sniffler said, if you're asking if they have the ability to speak, maybe it's not obvious? They can speak, because they belong to the Fera race which is called Deus-like Fera, which has the highest level among other Fera. I'm so excited to get my own Fera, what can I get on Commitment Day?

Rachel excitedly introduced me to the rest of the pack who had been away on a business trip and only just arrived back from what I had gathered. "Hello Luna, my name is Natasha." One of the girls exclaimed. She seemed nice as she went round the room telling me who everyone was. " And you?" I called out to the girl who was throwing daggers my way. She scowled and stared at the floor. I found this very disrespectful behaviour towards someone who was meant to be their future Luna and found myself snapping at the girl. "Is this how you treat your future Luna. Perhaps the alpha will have something to say about this." The room fell silent as the girl glared at me.

“Fuck Elsida it's Friday!” “Oops,” Elsida mumbles moving for the duvet again but Nat is not having it! “Alright that’s it!” Nat exclaims as she drags Elsida off the bed. “Nat would you fucking stop!” “NOPE! it's fucking Friday Night, we’re young and sexy, we’re going clubbing bitch!”

Jungle nymphs have vines or snake tattoos on their arms and legs and so on. I sighed. “It makes more sense to go to the Elves. They are closer, and their army is larger.” I stated. “I think you are being difficult on purpose.” “I don’t like elves,” she pouted, “they are so rigid.” Ari stated. “Have you ever met one?” I asked. “No” Ari admitted. “Then how do you know?” Gia accused “I might point out that nymphs rarely fight they hide and observe, so how would they help us?” I asked. “We need an army, not a place to hide.”

Elara Voss stepped into Midnight Sins with her heart racing and her pussy already wet. She was no innocent girl. At twenty-two, she lived for filthy, no-limits sex. The darker and more dangerous, the better. Tonight, she had finally won the golden ticket to the city's most exclusive underground sex club, and she was ready to be used like a whore. Her black dress was sinful, short enough that bending over would show her bare ass, with a deep neckline that barely contained her full breasts. No bra. No panties. She wanted easy access.

“He didn’t want any females dying under his watch again, so Rygan sacrificed himself for our females. My cousin was part of them, and he freed them; though we begged him not to go, he pledged no to war and left with those monsters, but he’s back.” I told him bits and pieces of what happened to me and how we met in the dungeon, but I did not tell him who I was yet. But when everything did not make sense yet, “I’m El” was introduced shortly. “Nice to meet you, El. I am Kaide Bedford, the assistant commander and a beta of the Black Moon Pack,” he said with a friendly smile that I knew he was trying his best to get my mind off it. The doors of the room opened up, and Vienna peeked in, telling Ka