Skyrim Dark Elf Novels & Stories

Without a second thought, I ran as fast as I could, and when I reached the place where the aura was coming from, I stopped. Daxton was releasing too much dark aura from his body while he was looking somewhere in the distance. I was afraid to get closer, because right now, he was the definition of death. However, I still found myself walking closer toward him. When I saw what he was looking at, I was surprised as well. Now I knew why he had this dark aura within him, as if he was about to kill someone. That guy in the Science Department—what was his name again? Tobias, was it? Well, it wasn’t important. What was important right now was how to calm this monster after seeing his mate being hugg

In this Dark World, I have no one, No family, No friends, No love, and No father. When my father heard about me, becoming a murderer. He collapsed on the ground, outside of the lock-up and never stood up. He is still sleeping in heaven, looking at me, praying for my safety with my mother. Your Honour! Lawyers! And court person, You all know that the Dark world has beasts, Monsters, Devils, Demons, and Hades but they are old now and only appear in fairytales. Do you know why? because Humans are worse than them.

Annabelle read it out: “ Luke, the most powerful vampire to exist. He is known by many names. The lord of darkness. The symbol of abomination. The epitome of destruction. But one thing is very clear, he was never born as a vampire. Rather, he was born human. A servant to be precise. The story goes back when he served at a plantation alongside his friend. The two young men did not like their status and the burden of servitude. As much as they hated their lives, they each had different views towards their master. While his friend wanted to be among the elites and high class, Luke wanted to rule them. And so when rumors of a warlock spread in the town and came to pass, Luke and his

he rasped. I felt the air in my lungs turn to frost. I didn't need to see the paper to know who it was. Their reactions could only mean it was him. "It’s Prince Draven, isn't it?" I asked. My voice sounded small and far away. My father slowly nodded his head. It was official. I wasn't marrying the nice prince. I was being handed over to the Dark Prince. The man with white eyes and the man that no woman has ever survived.

the dark lord demanded. I heard the sound of Lincoln’s cutlery as he paced them down and took a scarf to wipe his mouth. As far as I'd observed him, there was every possibility that he was royalty. He began to report. “The Alpha of the Gray Mist—” my chest stiffened, “is planning to wage war on us. He intends to form an alliance with the Imperial one.” “An alliance just to battle me,” the dark lord scoffed, “these cowards never cease to amaze me.”

Then all of a sudden the doors to the ballroom opened up and in walked the Greyback family. Alpha Arthur and his wife Talia walked in first. Followed by their youngest son Embry and middle child Lydia. Their oldest son Lyall hasn’t been seen or heard from in years. He was a few years older than me and hasn’t been mated yet. He’s known as the Dark Wolf, he’s always been a trouble maker but has gotten worse since he hasn’t found his mate yet. When a wolf doesn’t find their mate over time they become angry and lash out. Their wolf takes more control and it’s hard to keep them calm.

"What are they." "A group of dark mages who made pacts with malevolent entities centuries ago" Eldric said. He turned his book around so I could see an illustration on the page. It showed a figure surrounded by swirling darkness. "They traded their souls for power. In exchange they gained abilities far beyond normal magic." "What kind of abilities" I asked. I studied the illustration. "The ability to move unseen" Eldric said. "To bypass magical wards and physical security. To use dark magic that normal weapons cannot touch. And most importantly the ability to feed on human suffering and grow stronger from it."

Astrid replied cautiously. “We’ve been having problems with our dark brethren of late.” “Dark Elves?” Astrid guessed. “Correct,” Riel continued. “Once you are safely on the throne, we ask for the aid of some knights to help us collapse tunnels we consistently find. These tunnels mean that the dark ones can come into the mountains and murder our mountain kin. It’s happening far too frequently that the occasional Grishnack is waking up to dispose of the bodies, as you can attest to.”

what was she implying that day? “This is the end, it’s your loss,” The dark Elf appears before me as I attempt to pull the next rod out. He snatches my arm and pulls me up with his hand around my neck. He grins in my face, his face messed up and healing as he says, “Before we kill you, we’ll drain your powers and go for that sister of yours.” “And after that,” His voice goes low as he closes in, crushing my throat as I struggle weakly. “All those children of yours and your wolf friends will be next-”

Caspian growled again beside me as a warning, but I patted his snout. “You want mithril then, best quality crystal for what you want to do to it.” “Oh, where might we find that?” The man chuckled. “It’s not finding it that’s gonna be your problem, it’s mining it. Mithril crystal can only be mined by a certain type of metal, it’s what we Dark Elves specialize in. Thing is, that metal is hard to come by, and my stock has been getting low.” “What if we offered to find this metal, would you be willing to make an axe out of it for us, in exchange for replenishing some of your stock as well?” I asked.