Harry Potter Is A Elf Prince Fanfiction Novels & Stories

"He's clearly an Elf you idiot." "True." Fred said. "That was no warlock magic. And PRINCE Ace is a pure blooded elf. Their line has no hint of other supernatural." The princes were in deep thought as they tried to figure out Ace's magic. But for me, I only need to know one thing that keeps on bothering me since this topic was brought. "Hang on for a second." I said, catching all of their attention. Feeling four sets of eyes on me, I took a deep breath. "Are you guys telling me that, because of Ace, THE PRINCE Ace, the royal pain in the butt, was the reason that you guys found me?"

While Jaime, who was hiding, saw that she was ready to help hold back seeing the prince's surrender. "I was wrong, and this won't happen again if--" In a matter of seconds, the position changed with prince Alaric putting the knife right in the neck of the green-eyed man who lit up in this dark room. His hair is as black and shiny as Rania's, and it's just that his eyes are scarce to find in kingdoms other than the descendants of elves. "You are the descendant of an elf!! How did you get here?!" Now, prince Alaric became wary.

"Indifference and neglect often do much more damage than outright dislike." — Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix * H U N T E R J O N E S | The Lovestruck Bad Boy It had been a really good day. I had gotten to spend time with Mey, helping her with homework and telling her my life story. I let out a dreamy sigh, which made me look like Ron after he accidentally drank the love potion. Except that I didn't need a love potion to be crazy about Mey.

Cassia and Radcliff shortened the journey by using a magic portal. A male elf came over to the Archway. His long hair fell to his waist and was platinum gold. His ears were pointed, and his nose was pointed. His skin was radiant white. His face was so handsome, and his eyes were blue like the color of the sky. He was tall, slim, and light. His movements were so agile that nobody could hear his footsteps. A mysterious aura emitted from his body. He was the Elf Warrior who had picked up Draco and Astrid on their first visit. Upon closer examination, Astrid realized that the elf knight's face resembled that of Cassia.

— I'm not going to give spoilers, you need to read the rest of the book – he replies with an air of mystery – now it's late, time for the little wolf to go to sleep. I watch when the little bugger pouts, but nods, settling himself on the bed. "Do you think witches are good Scalet?" – I roll my eyes, remembering an old wizard friend who is simply unbearably cold, I think that's why we can be considered "friends". — I think some are, well, Harry is very kind and brave – I frown and decide to end this whole session of compliments on that Harry. I walk in and don't wait for them to say a word before pulling my mate to my shoulder leaving her gaping at my action.

Alas with such a good luck in hands how can he enjoy the life of a commoner? Being a prince his two muscular body guards always accompany him in the school... (obviously for security reasons) but for the comfort of other students they are not allowed to go inside the class. so for the whole time they stand outside the classroom. Inside the classroom: Jack: Hey do you know that guy? Ronald: Yo buddy, I heard he is some prince Saira: He looks so cute Hon: What ever, he is just a rich spoiled brat who is going to show off his richness to us

Xander had promised to keep her close to his heart when he confessed and to visit her whenever he could as he was always busy with his affairs as the crown prince of the nation. He had mustered up his courage to tell her that he was the prince, afraid that she would leave him because of their status. His anxiety being met with gentle chuckles as Diane embraced him, telling him that she already knew since the day she saw his silver hair. Xander, relieved from his troubled thoughts then felt a little silly. Of course she would have known... Silver hair was the symbol of royalty in the Kingdom of Enoch. Nonetheless, he wanted to be the one to tell her himself. And he did.

But later, when she was sleeping, he would steal it and have a look at him. He wiped his eyes again and looked back at the book. And for the nth time, he read through it again. 'Hello diary, I am glad that I am here today. I met the best man in my life. I was about to give up with life, but he has made me live once again. He is nice, handsome man, everyone's dream. And you know what? He is the son of the king of werewolves, he will soon be the king. His best wish is to remain the king, to guard what that has been for his family. He values this a lot. And, he is a great leader too. I want to do everything to make sure he achieves that.

And as he spoke, he would break down in tears. "Elizabeth… I know I was wrong. Will you wake up and look at me one more time? Or… should I come find you instead?" He drank the concoction of eclipse herb from the glass. Kael had once told me that vampires were nearly immortal—almost impossible to kill. And the eclipse herb was one of the few things that could end them. It would turn him human for three days… before burning him to nothing. Pressing his face against mine, tears streaming down, he whispered, "Elizabeth… can you wait for me?"

The sound of his flesh making contact with the door rings through the house but the one who hears it is someone that he does not suspect. A little dark elf answers the door. She has pure snow-white hair and even pure white eyes. She looks up and notices that it’s the king. She points her finger at him. “Hey! You are special king elf!” Quickly, she bows out of respect. Then she hears a voice the rumbles within the living room of the cottage. “Hey, Mina. Why do you go play at your aunt’s house.” The strong female voice rises through the space. “Okay mommy!” The little elf rushes through th trio in front of her and begins to go the house across the street. Once she is gone, the elf that owns th