Long Live The Elf Queen Novels & Stories

It wasn’t wolfsbane toxin, no—but I sensed what it was without having to see it. Poison. “Now. We can do this the easy way or the hard way, Ellie. I don’t care which one you pick, but you will pick.” She said it like she was discussing the weather. “And tonight, this finally ends. After too many years living under your pathetic little shadow, I’m finally saying goodbye. And I’m stepping into my rightful place—not just as Luna, but Luna Queen, by Dominic’s side.” I glanced at the pouch. Then at the door behind her, which was slowly, silently, cracking open.

If only it would happen, then I'd not let mey eyes close again, ever. Ellie coughed, pulling me out of my wish and back into the reality. "Vampires don't care. They can go ahead and even take their children as wives," Ellie answered when the queen didn't. She was done coming down the stairs and was now pacing around the chamber, restlessly. "We need to find a way to cut you out of his reach," Queen Elara finally said, stopping and turning to face me. I felt relieved that at least there was something that could be done. However, remembering the last ritual I had gone through sent cold shivers down to my belly.

​He raised a pale, rotting finger and pointed up at the ridge. ​My heart stalled. I stopped dead in my tracks. A skeletal wolf clamped its jaws onto my thigh, but I didn't even feel it. I just looked up. ​High above the valley, Elara was standing at the edge of the cliff. She had dropped her sword and tossed her leather chest plate into the snow. She was starting the First Queen’s dance. Thick lines of purple fire trailed from her fingertips, painting massive, glowing symbols in the empty air. ​But it was wrong.

Removing access logs. Erasing every sign she had ever been there. Until Nothing remained. No entry. No signature. No proof. She stepped back. The panel returned to its default screen. Untouched. Unchanged. Like nothing had happened. But as she turned to leave A faint line of code flickered at the bottom of the system log. Too fast for most to notice. Too subtle to track. A single mark. «Q» Then it vanished. Miles away, inside a secured server within Cross Empire—

Iliya smiled wholeheartedly as she set her eyes on her father and greeted with a bow, with two knees on the ground. Lord Eradnel stood with a smile, though he was old enough to be weak, his strength was as fresh as youth. The Lords of the Elves were blessed with a partial immortality, but so less so that there would always be new Lords. "What a pleasant surprise. Stand, my daughter, Legolas Elanaoragorn rejoices today. Come!" She rushed Into his arms and he kept her in his warm, loving and comforting bossom. "I have missed you so much, father"

Queen Elisabela said, turning her face away from me. "But a fairy had let this particular fairy into this Realm," I said. "What do you mean?" Queen Elizabela asked and I explained everything to her. "So a fairy had recently entered this Realm, do you understand Queen Elisabela?" I asked, "and everything began to happen when Tyramon entered this Realm," I said. "If anything happens to Aethelfrith, I will make sure you pay with your life," Queen Elisabela threatened but I don't know who she was talking to just like Leon was talking.

There was absolutely no sound in the entire room except the breathing of the ones present. The Elder stepped forward and made the much-awaited announcement. “Armaros is dead. The winner of the challenge and our new queen is Catalina Caressa Marisol Ziva. Anyone who does not agree is free to challenge the queen for the throne.” The Elder's voice boomed throughout the ballroom. No one dared.

The old Don was killed in an ambush by a rival crew. At the mass, Vito, the new Don, stood at the very front of the church. I'd rushed back from a job and barely made it. There were only two spots left in the church. One was right next to the new Don. The seat for his wife. The other was at the very end of the guest line. I figured, without even thinking about it, that the spot beside him was mine. So I walked straight toward Vito. But he looked right past me. "Sofia." He lifted his chin, just slightly. "Come up." Around me, the family elders and the heads of the different crews started whispering. "The next Don's wife is a beautiful woman." "Look at those two. They just fit." Vito took the

Preparations would usually start several years in advance, and the Elves would inevitably show a whole new look to Leila's major forces. The time for the Elves’ sacrificial ceremony was getting closer and closer. The whole clan was busy. Inside the tallest tower, a woman with pointed ears and exuding a mature charm was standing on the top floor, looking at her busy tribe below. She was Isa, the Elven Queen who changed the fate of the Elves. Invitations had been sent to all Leila's major forces, and everyone had replied positively. The Elves were still not very strong in Leila. They were only average.

A he-wolf spoke up. “Yes.” Another shouted from another angle. “You're the best Queen we could ever ask for.” “The Queen one can only dream about and see in the movies.” Another said. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” Someone else yelled. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” Some of them chorused again, and then the entire multitude joined in. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” It was loud and mighty. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!” It shook the grounds. “LONG LIVE THE QUEEN!”