Lotr Elf Bow Novels & Stories

Elora’ POV Arwen howled in joy like I never saw her do. She was jumping up and down like crazy and was obviously elated at that moment. And then, she answered, ‘Aragorn is my spirit mate. He was Dominic’s sleeping wolf.’ “Aragorn…” I uttered the name once again, feeling the movements of my lips as the sound escaped my mouth. What a lovely name for a spirit wolf.

One drop, two, three, fall into the bowl. The liquid inside writhes like it is alive, turning silver, then white, then a light so pure it hurts to look at. Gasps ripple through the hall. Malphas lifts the bowl high. His blind eyes weep tears of rapture. “Behold!” he cries. “The soul of Elara Wynne burns brighter than any in a thousand years! She is chosen! She is pure! She is the bride the Serpent has waited for!” The cheering is deafening.

"Be my guest." The truth hurt. Blood magic and essence magic didn't mix and Curzon knew it. He looked ready to tear her from the horse and let it trample her, but a horn sounded, taking his attention. His men surrounded Violet and Curzon, raising swords and spears. The air turned damp and heavy; clouds settled into the treetops. A charge sounded as riders clad in black and gold appeared with a tall elf on a spotted horse leading them. Violet couldn't take her eyes off him. His white hair hung long past his shoulders and a gold crown sat on his brow. His amber eyes carried spun gold inside as if the sun had settled within his gaze for a moment.

I nod to him in understanding while the nerves inside were too much for me to speak. Me and Aldon get into position with our quivers on our backs and bow in hand. We were not allowed to start with an arrow notched. Loads of elves in the short period of time had tripled in size with the news of Aldon going against the human girl. I let the feeling in my chest calm me down and to tell me what to do.

Cian watches, amused, as they stagger to their feet, disoriented and glaring at the dim cave. “Your healing should’ve taken hours, not days,” Rolan growls, flexing his hands. “What was that place?” Cian tosses him a cloth bundle. “Open it.” Inside lie three weapons: a dagger with a hilt carved from antler, its blade etched with swirling runes “Storm’s Claw,” Cian calls it; a sword forged from blackened steel, its edge shimmering like starlight. And for Elowen, a recurve bow made of polished yew, its string woven from silver thread. Arrows tipped with jagged obsidian sit in a quiver.

After that they have a done a coronation ceremony for ROSY and she became the queen of the elves she invited all the tribes and she gives the order to eliminate all the heights elves because they are traitors. She headed with AHMET down stairs into the basement she founded the Legend ice bow his real name is the frozen heart. And she gives the box to AHMET he opened the two boxes the one he got in dryad kingdom and the elves box he founded two books and twi bracelets and a white feather. He approached the first bracelet to his bracelet then its absorbed like in the north tower. He did this with the second bracelet also, the bracelet changed color and become black with some carving in gold co

He winked at me and shot his arrows, splitting every one of mine. "Oh, so now you're fucking robin hood," I frown, rolling my eyes at him chuckling at me. He places his hand on my back and smirks at me. "There's a deeper meaning to the splitting of arrows for us elves, my little female," he grins and winks at me. I get a warm fuzzy feeling and turn pink at my thoughts. The others eyed Torin with shocked gazes. "Shall we go again?" Torin asks. The others nodded and so we once again spent the afternoon practicing. I caught movement out of the corner of my eye and turned to see a small wild boar. I grin and take aim. I held my breath and released my arrow hitting it cleanly. I run to my kill an

" Eh?! Why me?? I'm not delicious!!" " Just do it!" I ordered. Towcs whines but immediately dashes toward his position. " Lux! Bug! Go for her right arm! Creadestor! The neck!" I yelled out. The Elf fires her bow at me but as soon as Towcs starts shaking his bum all attacks fly towards him?! Even Manor, who was chopping off the ribbons on his body, suddenly finds himself flying towards Towcs with his sword aimed at him!!! Fake sheeps can do that?!

“Master David, it’s not that I don’t want to give it to you, but the bow can only exert its power fully when paired with the Elves’ special skill. It will be useless if you take it.” After Isa finished speaking, she suddenly thought of something and quickly added, “Only women can practice the Elves’ special skills. Moreover, the source of the inherited bow has been exhausted. So you won’t be able to deliver that shocking blow again for a while.” “Ms. Isa, to tell you the truth, I have other uses for the bow, and I do not intend to use it as a weapon. If you are willing to give me the bow, I, David Lidell, swear as Overlord that I will always protect the Elves from any invasion as long as I l

'' You are right i am sorry '' he apologized . '' How did you threw the holy arrow which only the elves can hold ? '' said elder elf coming from the crowd . They all bowed in his prescence . '' I don't know , i felt as if the bow was telling me to how to achieve my objective and it became a part of me like a friend '' Arthur replied .