Overlord Dark Elf Novels & Stories

They were watching me, like I was some kind of salvation or sacrificial lamb. And somehow, I was in their lair. From the knowledge drilled into me by the old man from the temple years ago, Elves were divided into two parts. The Dark Elves and the Light Elves. Vampires aren't just the sworn enemies of werewolves, Dark Elves also made it into the list and are always ready to start wars with the werewolves and lycans at every little inconvenience. Dark Elves were cold, angry, cruel and derived their high from killing. Light Elves, on the other hand, are arrogant but on the neutral side. They'd rather be left alone and are in alliance with any faction. Their only sworn enemies are the Dark Elves

"Thank you for saving my life Elfar. Should I call you…" "No! Please no one should know about us or your great-grandmother would be in your course. Is that understood?" "Yes!" "Good. But you know Damian, our adversaries are growing stronger,” confessed Elfar. “...We need something to counter them. We need more witches and the likes who can resist dark magic. Sulu's men were all over the region, secret orders of knights were everywhere as well, and we didn't know whom to trust. And It is not too easy to kill a dark creature, I've heard about what happened at the mangrove moor and the goblins."

I asked. Halek answered. "Dark elves are the most numerous. They rule the underground cities, trade in secrets and poisons. Their skin is the color of ash, their hair white as bone. They see in darkness better than you see in light. Do not trust a dark elf. They will smile while they cut your purse, then cut your throat when you turn around." He ticked off on his fingers. "Vampires. They do not need blood to survive, but they crave it. The older ones can control your mind with a look. They live in the mountain keeps, and they collect beautiful things. People are beautiful to them."

When Daeira looked up, her white irises were gone but the animosity behind her innocent smile was there and the hunters knew that the fall of the dark lord will be in the hands of his most treasured human. “And victory shall be ours again,” Daeira said in a monotone voice before the three of them chorused in one patterned speech. “Hail the order. Hail the Nazi. Hail the reptilian. Hail the fall of the dark lord. Hail for the dark lord's death.” And Daeira smirked darkly and eyed Esee and Csal, “Hail for his death.”

It’s good that we’re here. Kaylani begins telling us that the most recent dragons that they have found are hybrids, all of them having some other apex predator’s DNA in their system. They’ve identified what they think is Liekki’s Lycan DNA, some polar bear shifter that Tana knows, and then Kaylani looks at Merethyl. “Your brother is the Elf King now, correct?” “Yes, that is correct, why?”

“Both the curse and the pack. They defied me today and I’ll be sure someone pays for it.” With a terse nod, he starts back home, shifting halfway through the tree line. As I watch his retreating figure, a sense of foreboding settles over me like a shroud, the weight of his words echoing in my mind. I turn to leave, but before I can take a single step, I sense a presence behind me. Slowly, I turn to find Elora standing just inside of the doorway, eyes gleaming with an unsettling light. "You should tread very carefully, Dominic," she warns, her voice dripping with unconstrained glee. "Some games have stakes higher than you realize."

“All angels are blood thirsty. Look at Iraziel. How many people has he killed, trying to get to me?” “More than you think.” Noah replied, closing the book in his hands. Where Thorne was dark, brooding and the muscle of the trio; Noah was paler, louder and the brains. Well... as brainy as you could get, when you were a demon. “Archon is a thousand times worse. He is one of God’s highest generals, only just under the feet of the Arc-Angels. And let me tell you one thing… you don’t want those fuckers anywhere near you. If you think Archon has plans for you… The Arc’s are worse. They won't want to keep you alive, they will want to skin you and make an example out of you.”

Allison almost begged her friend who widened her eyes. “No.. Don't say. Ali, nobody takes his name openly. He is the Dark walker. He is the most powerful man on this earth and can create the bloodbath in seconds around you by his bare hands only.” Nora voiced out, recalling the words once her father said to her. “Who?” Allison dared to ask. She was not ready to lose her family by that damn man’s hands. Nora stared at her and uttered silently. “LYCEON, the dark walker, the last original Lycan blood from the deadly kingdom in the whole world.”

I looked at both men, wondering how to get out of this. Unfortunately, the strange man spoke. “I am Olpheus, the last pure blood of the Elves.” he announced, stepping closer to me and my heart raced. “I have come to take my beloved home.” He smirked at Ian It was the wrong thing to say. Ian’s eyes twitched, and he snarled at me, “You whore, so this is what you have been doing? Sleeping around … sleeping around with monsters behind my back?” whore? My mouth parted in disbelief and my brain lagged.

I mentally read the written scriptures engraved into the walls of the ancient goddesses room, my fingers caressing and tracing every engraved lines tenderly. My name is Aurora and I am the daughter and only child to Queen Melinda and King Remera Aumero and heir to the throne and ruler of the seven swords and seas of Eldrador. The night seemed completely strange, I couldn't sleep. I seemed to have been awakened by something, for a reason. I turned to the side and watched through the window the familiar sight of the mountains peeking over the trees. A mirage distorts the view beyond the window shields, and it’s impossible to tell where the asphalt ends and the ocean begins.