The Way Of The Drow Novels & Stories

It was a sign that we had to move to the field immediately. We quickly left the room to join the ranks. Chaz ordered us all to be quiet and check our weapons. As usual, I always brought my crossbow and rifle. After the assignment, my squad, squad four, had to explore an area called Windstone. The coldest and loneliest area in the west of York bordered by the Greenleaves forest, and if you walked further south, you would see the ruins of Willeth. There were no humans living in this area due to its poor condition, and even animals were rarely seen in this place.

My name is Elora and I reside at the Blue Mountain Packhouse. I have a slim figure, long curly blonde hair which I usually wear up in a bun so it is out of my face. My eyes are a deep blue which I love. I am not a normal girl though. You see I am a shewolf, my rank at the packhouse is an omega. I don’t know my parents because they passed away when I was just a tiny baby, so I don’t have any memories of them. The only thing I have is a necklace locket from my mother. I have never taken it off because it makes me feel close to her spirit.

Sienna stayed close to Luca, her heart pounding as she scanned the shadows. “I still don’t think you should be here.” Luca said, gritting his teeth. “And I don’t care what you think.” Sienna retorted. Luca shot an enemy and glanced at her. “You’ve got guts. I’ll give you that.” “Save the compliments. Let’s just get this done.” Sienna said flippantly. Enzo and his men reached the heart of the stronghold—a large warehouse filled with crates of illegal weapons and cash. Diego stood on a platform above them, a smug grin on his face.

She closed her eyes, but by the time she opened them again he was gone. Now alone, she turned back towards the entrance to the cave and instinctively reached for her weapon with the longest range; a silver crossbow with lapis gemstones welded into the metal plates at the end. With a few steps forward, she crossed the threshold into the cave. It took a moment for her eyes to adjust to the dim lighting, but she wasted no time and advanced further through the tunnel.

The forest opens into a clearing, the stars shimmering silver along the path, and I pray this time it will be different. The wind grows colder as we delve deeper into the woods. Leaves rustle overhead, carrying wisps of smoke from the burning palace. The air is thick with ash and sorrow. I can still see the faint orange glow far behind us, lingering like the dying eyes of a creature that won't close. Martha stays silent, her arms clasped tight around me, each breath trembling against my back. I sense her heartbeat—steady yet strained—as she carefully leads the horse across a narrow stone bridge; the stream beneath glimmers like liquid glass.

As Minos spread his arms to motion the length of the sword, the drow lurched her head forward snarling at him, surprising both him and the kids gathered behind him. "Whoah!" The young noble pulled back and motioned for the children to step back as well. "See that, kids? Come on, step away, don't come in close or she'll bite you, then you'll turn into little werewolves." Minos faced the children and placed his fingers over his head to imitate wolf ears, he bared his teeth and playfully chased them away. Some of the little children ran off laughing, others, including Robb, stayed holding on to their bellies. "They took it from me," the drow rasped, "The wizards from that ugly tower. They dragg

Neither school is far from the manor and as far as I can tell Lorie enjoys our walk as much as I do. I walk briskly towards the university after dropping off Lorie. There are several souls that linger around the town of Draphend and on my walks to the university they smile politely at me and give me a knowing nod. Although I can see souls most other people or creatures can't unless the soul wants to be seen and that is usually under rare circumstances. There will be the occasional dark soul that lingers but the light souls usually help disperse the darkness and they either move on to their next life peacefully or linger here helping to keep the balance.

she growled walking away from him. “It’s coming of age, it’s like your period, a period of where you can get pregnant and all that. You know when you start bleeding and all that.” Drake said walking all that. “Well good we don’t have to do it, I’m already there. I have my period already.” She stopped turning to face him. “Good, so let’s go back to our realm and get back to our realm.” “But it’s different for the Dwellers,” Drake said shaking his head. “You cannot have children except after you’ve been through our ritual.” “Who says I want kids other than you?” Ivy snapped.

"Continue." "She's broken already. I could see it in her eyes. Whatever I said hit every insecurity she has." Dreyven sat down in the leather chair across from me, finally still. "So I'm going to find out what matters to her most and destroy it. Slowly. Until she wishes she'd never walked into that library." "Dude, that's dark," Dreyton said, but he was grinning. "I like it." Dreylen shook his head. "This is going to end badly."

People scream and scurry away in fear, they are right to fear me, I am too angry to show mercy right now. I remember reading a book when I was a girl, all about dragon lore and the special things they could do, so I lift my right paw and bite into my finger/toe to draw blood, then lower it to Drake. I let a few drops fall onto his chest and then one into his mouth, before sealing my wound and returning my attention to those around us. These tiny things are all my enemies they all are trying to take Drake away from me! “RAARR!! Grrrrr!!”