Great Elf Names Novels & Stories

In that adrenal surge of frothing power, the monster lifts the elf from the ground and slams her down away from her. The siren stumbles back from the pain. The oxygen in the air is becoming less and less frequent with the injured lung. Slowly, the creature falls to her knees one that is stabbing the ground with a harsh thud while the other tries to desperately keep herself in the kneeling stance but the impact is to great and soon enough, that limb also touches the teal grass. In that time Catarina rises to her feet. The gauntlet that the siren gripped has her mark indented on the top of the metal. Her eyes look at the mark and she have an impressed look on her covered face. The blue creatur

Those who live for ever see know reason to hurry. Even the shortest elf was taller than most werewolves so it wasn't hard to spot them over the heads of the pack. They stood straight and the expression on each of the elves faces was a mask of perfect serenity. They're hair was long and flowed down their backs almost unaffected by the wind. Their wore loose flowing robes of green and yellow that his their footsteps so that they appeared to float up the path and to the patient alpha.

‘Blessed be, my Wiccan name is Aegelweard,’ Rodolf bowed to her and kissed her hand, ‘and that means protector also. ‘Blessed be, I'm Gweneth,’ Esmee hugged her tightly. ‘Oh yes and that means white lady.’ ‘Blessed be and my name is Elda,’ Omem looked at her with love and pride. ‘That means old, wise, protector.’ ‘Of course it means that,’ murmured Raven, who was still standing next to Maddie, and that got him an angry look from omem and a burst of laughter from Maddie, who really couldn't contain her laughter anymore.

My ears peek up. “Yes, that is what …”. Andreas shuts up when I glare at him. “After that he was called Kveldulf”. Finn continues, apparently not even noticing our interruption. “That is the first description we have of the ulfhednar that looks like you, half man and half wolf. We call them sons of Kveldulf and yes they were participating in the attack on Tordis too”. “So we are like… descendants of that guy, Kveldulf ?” I ask.

James insisted. “Then that means the crystal is safe! Vampires can't take it, neither can we!” Drex said. "Hopefully so! It's just that there's a chance that someone could!” Rabbeca began to suspect. "Who?" Drex asked. “Azazel! Creatures said to be cursed elves!” James explained. "What the hell is he?" The older James began to explain what he knew about the elf nation. “The Elves are creatures from the heavens! That's what humans know! But I don't think it's heaven but another place which has a very beautiful realm! They have the power to control many things like the weather, time, and human memory!”

He's the cat-shaped elf. "Well, if he's an expensive elf, he can stay in my house." I thought I was rescuing a damsel in distress, but it turns out I was stealing someone else's love... Emerl suddenly poked his head out of the grass. He must have heard me call his name, because he pranced over and rubbed his face against my skirt. "His name is Emerl?" "His full name is Emerold, the Emerald." Ulysses reached out for Emo, and to my surprise, after almost four years, no one but me had ever tried to pet him, but now Emo was rubbing against the palm of Ulysses' hand, causing static electricity.

Giving it a name made it feel more real, more like a part of me instead of something strange that I was still trying to understand. It was Elder Harriet who first brought up the idea. “Every gift that’s ever been written down in the old records has its own name,” she told me. “Not just a title, but something people remember.” She went on to mention a few from the stories and histories—the elves had abilities tied to the wind, the humans had powers connected to light, and the seers were known for gifts that let them see far beyond ordinary sight. Each one bore a name that they were known for through the years.

Matt said with black eyes as the man pulled him off the bloody Vampire moaning on the floor. "I think you showed him that wasn't going to be allowed ever again. What is your name, boy?" "Matt!" My brother puffed his chest at the man. "A protector with a good noble name. And you." He looked at my other brother. "Ivan." "Ivan the great. My name is Alfi. I'm a leader of the elves here, and we like to try and keep the peace. Let me buy you all a drink as an apology." He looked to me and my eyes smiled at him. He had light purple eyes and pointy ears. He was handsome and I could tell he was kind.

Caulan – (COLL-an) The Dwarves The Ne’Lehts (Neh-LEHTS) Clan: Clan Leader: Kol – (KOHL) Furgus – (FUR-gus) Haelvor – (HAYL-vohr) Ulfor – (ULF-ohr) Runa – (ROO-nah) Other Clans: Ne’Kirhi – (Neh-KEE-ree) Ne’Chula – (Neh-CHOO-lah) The Jivanaar – (Jivah-NARH) (The Elves) Ja’saal (Ja-SAHL) – “Chief” Taiya – (Tah-EEY-ah) Jeylin – (JAY-linn) Layna – (LAY-nah) The Hiamaar – (HIGH-ah-mahr) (Northern Elves) The Chi-maaya – (Chee-MAHyah) (The Faerie Folk) Elyta – (El-EE-tah)

Anger seeping into my words. Eloise frowned. Clearly he'd made more of an impact that I liked. When I left this bed I'd have to lock him back where he belonged. "Gerwulf," that voice rang out," what about his middle name? Does he have one? I mean-... I know wolves don't really care for that sort of thing, but... did-" she shortly laughs," I mean does your father have a middle name?" I raised a brow, almost surprised she didn't know. He had been her Alpha at one point," Finn is his middle name."