Harry Potter Elf Name Novels & Stories

Byron went to kitchen to get some water before continuing his story. "I was born to a family in the east point or Faklan, my name was baron which means young warrior. At that time I was yet to receive my elf name..." Elf name!! Did her father just say he was an elf. "So...what was your elf name.." Madeline asked as she took large gulps of water. "Albericus..." Byron said slowly, he was the elf ruler of the high elves, he was the pride and joy of his people, it saddened him that he couldn't protect his people or his wife.

After all, she had reached the Heaven Realm in just a few months because of him! “Hey Frost,” one of the elves shouted, beckoning to the young man who sat with Kahn and revealing his name. Frost, the man with patience akin to the movement of a turtle, smiled politically and said, “What is it Myron?” “Why don’t you give me your sister? She is pretty decent. Hahaha!” the tallest elf of the group licked his lips lasciviously while staring at the innocent looking girl seated next to Frost. His words revealed her identity and his character at the same time. The other elves chuckled in amusement, with only one shaking his head wryly.

Christine did not dare to drink this tea, who knew how long it had been. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Galadriel," the high elf said. "Galadriel?" Christine was shocked, because the queen of the high elves was also called Galadriel, and if it was the queen, she might not be alive today. "It's the same name," Galadriel explained. Christine nodded to indicate that she understood. But there must be a reason why the High Elf could not possibly give her descendants the same name as Queen Galadriel.

Charles, always so eloquent with his words. Gabe stood behind him, apparently volunteering. He was watching Toni carefully. He was probably worried after being told what had happened. Beside Gabe was Tate and Tyler. Eryn came up beside Charles with an elf I remember meeting once before. I think his name was Peregrine. He had long brown hair and light eyes. He seemed a bit older, maybe middle aged. It's hard to tell on elves. "We're ready." Eryn nodded in confirmation.

But there was only one thing I hated about her. "Elle, meet Alpha Hansel of White Rose Pack." He gestured and she courteously smiled at me. One would easily tell she was shy but I kept quiet regardless. "Isn't she beautiful, Alpha Hansel?" She asked. "I must say, she is. But then again, she's a Witch!" I blurted in disgust. "This Witch is different, she's my personal pet. The best of the best," he gave me a knowing look. "I'm sure you've had a long journey, she can help ease your stress, you know." He winked. "Right Elle?" She nodded nervously.

The Elf thief smiled. "You should go now, let the night don't befall you" said the Elf thief who turned her back to go away "Wait. What is your name" Pradai inquired. "Iliya. My name is Iliya." She answered, and ran away. "Hmm rude. She didn't even ask me my name" Pradai commented, running away too. But Iliya wasn't gone, she stood there and watched Pradai fade away. She touched her chest, smiling

I try to be still, and hope he doesn't notice my beating heart or my droopy eyelids. He doesn't. He steps back with a grunt. 'Go on, elf'. For some stupid reason, I blurt, 'It's Saelyna'. He turns sharply at that. 'What did you say, elf?' he snarls, eyes glinting. Right. He's a moose-genn. I definitely should have kept shut. 'A slip, that's all. I apologize', I say quickly and take steps backward. He grinds his jaws and gets back to searching the workers.

Maybe she just needed someone to believe she could do more than look pretty and smile on command. When she emerged with the key piece clutched triumphantly in her hand, I found myself smiling too. "Come on, Princess," I said. "Let's go meet the others. We've got an academy to get into." "Stop calling me Princess." "Why? I thought you liked it." "I don't. It makes me sound helpless." I considered this as we made our way out of the Cunning Forest. "Fair enough. What do you want to be called?" "Just... Dalia. Nothing fancy. Just me."

“Well, I wouldn’t say that I don’t know anything, but I’m still learning.” He reached up and flicked his ear with a smile. “Goblins don’t have pointed ears, we’re also normal-sized, just like you. House elves don’t even exist, so I’m guessing you’re thinking about those little critters from the wizard movies, what are they called?” “Harry Potter, and they were books first. Really good books, by the way, if you’re a reader.” I could feel my face burning with embarrassment. “Muffler breath? Read? Ha! That’s a good one!” Jade said as she set a drink down in front of him.

Rhychard barely heard his own question. The wounded creature had another coughing fit, blood pooling around his body, streaming down into the dirty alley. When he finished, he said, "I am an elf of the Seelie, a Sidhe Warrior of the Way." He had to take a few deep breaths before continuing. "My name is Jamairlo." "An elf? But," he took a deep breath, "there aren't such things as elves."