Lord Of The Ring Female Elf Novels & Stories

She frowned as she looked at him. He waited because he is certain that she have something to say as continuation. “ And?” “Only…that you are not an elf.” She said in rather fake disappointment. “You missed a single detail of that fine replica of me from that book.” He said as he looked into her eyes. She blinked making a quick calculation if she had missed a single detail of the character Legolas. “Uhm…what is it, pray tell?” “That skillful warrior prince was in love with the woman fighting side by side with him.”

As they parted to allow the newcomers into the circle, I could see the distinct features of pointed ears and fair, otherworldly beauty that marked them as elves. My hands are white-knuckled, holding tightly to the arms of the chair as if they were the only thing keeping me grounded. My knuckles are pale and my fingers are shaking slightly. The elf's hands gracefully reached up to the hood, pulling it back to reveal the sight of a stunning female with long, golden hair that seemed to glow with its ethereal aura. Her eyes were a mesmerizing shade of purple like amethysts catching the light and reflecting it in an otherworldly sheen. The other elf was a towering figure, standing at least seven

A veil of shadow, a simple but potent illusion, still clung to their features, obscuring them in a personal twilight. Delicate, pale fingers rose to the cowl of the cloak. With a careful, almost reverent tug, she pulled the hood back. The clinging shadow dissolved like mist in the sun, revealing a woman of striking, ageless beauty. Her hair was the color of dark ink, a stark contrast to her alabaster skin. Her light brown eyes, flecked with shimmering gold, remained fixed on the ground. But it was the graceful, tapered points of her ears that stole my breath. An elf. Here.

"And you know how important it is to me." The Lily flowers are a type of rare flowers only known by elves, eating one of the flowers will give the elves more strength and powers. Luke was a elf, half elf and half wolf. "So what happened? Did you see the flowers or was it one of her tricks?" "I realized it was one of her tricks, she told me to help her with your golden crown which I did. I didn't know what happened next but when I did she was controlling me and later on, she told me herself you had passed her the throne." Luke said. "You know she made a replica of your crown so I had thought it was your crown not knowing it was a trap." He added.

I said, getting ready for the actual fight, as I knew she would not give up. "I would not be so confident in your place, little girl! You see, you know nothing about me while I know everything about you." She moves her hands, and I feel the wind shift around me. The men that we're now on the ground crying in pain start choking. My eyes widened when I realised that she was like me. Half wolf and half elemental. She could control air; that's why their scent could not be sensed.

The supreme ultimate sacred magic of all time. Arden tenses so as Lollaine when Erthou's aura has gone. But few minutes later, a very unusual yet death chilling feelings struck not even Edward but the too said to be powerful Enchantress and Wizard; Lollaine and Arden. So, this was the true ability of Erthou? Arden thought to himself. While Lollaine smirked in gratitude. He knew well this aura- its belong to the ancient hunter king of elves: king Elvious.

Whenever she got along with the Agarthians, she then think of how the people like her had been ignorant of their existence. "Delightful sweet for you, princess." someone had offered her while she looked at the plate full of delectable sweets indeed that she immediately got one and had a bite while Hakyi and Osiris' voiced were drowned in the tribal music. She felt her surrounding in swirling motion before she looked up to the one who offered the sweet. Forest Nymph. "Oh crap." she can only mutter before feeling a strong vacuum sucking her out the place. "Let's play!" the forest Nymphs disappeared with the Aryan king's bride as Hakyi and Osiris had come so late to get hold of her. Esee and

She began to walk, her eyes searching the endless field. Suddenly, the flowers began to move as if someone was walking among them. The air grew warmer, and a soft voice filled the night. “Elara…” Elara stopped. Her breath caught in her chest. The voice was gentle, yet powerful. She turned her head, and there before her stood a woman unlike any she had seen. Her hair was long and silver like the moonlight, her eyes bright and calm, her gown flowing like water. Around her head was a crown of light.

I was so relieved that I had not accidentally crossed paths with Alexander yet, but when I turned around the corner, I almost bumped into an older tall, blonde-haired woman. I took a step back and began to apologize when I realized that this woman was not a werewolf. She was tall and slim and had pointy ears that told me she was an elf, just like Lucian. And from the luxurious but elegant way she was dressed, I realized she must be a very important person. Right on cue, Lucian bowed down very quickly in front of her. “Apologies, Lady Elenor, we did not see you there.” The woman smiled at Lucian warmly. “Oh Lucian, it has been a while. It is good to see you looking so healthy now,” she said,