Elven の小説・ストーリー

“Hardworking and talented people should be praised. And to be honest, I realized this because I have Elf blood.” Liam and Zaha immediately focused to hear Alameida's explanation. But with her mischievous smile, the woman flicked her finger at the foreheads of both of them. “Aish, no need to be so serious. You two don't know that Elves have a higher sensitivity to energy than other creatures?" asked Alameida. Alameida explained with a satisfied smile seeing the two men in front of her rubbing their foreheads which had just been flicked by her fingers. She said that Elves actually only have two main advantages over humans, namely their longevity and their sensitivity to energy.

“I need to get billy!” She immediately stands up and runs to get Billy. I immediately followed her. She went down to get her sister but the white smoke blocked her way. She is now standing at the front of the white smoke that is shaped like a white dragon. While I am standing behind her with my black smoke shaped like a black dragon. The angel with a thousand eyes above her was looking at her while her sister was standing behind them. Looking at us and wondering what is going on? I don’t know what to do. I am thinking about how I can get her away from the enemy. She is just three inches away from the white smoke while I am five inches away from her. If I will take a step they will be going t

Odessa snorted. Hades, I certainly do. We traveled southward, still in Elven territory. We didn’t have to regularly worry about the dangers of my own kind finding her, and even less so with vampires and witches. The elves’ naturalistic ways to speak to the trees kept their land constantly monitored, even with the warriors that scouted the land. The only one being able to penetrate the forest was me. My black scales could reflect the trees and bushes of the forest, barely becoming noticeable even to nature.

She has always been their friend. Thus, they would never harm her, or her kin. This also can be said for the others. They are pacifists. Loheiruchel’s parents are pacifists and Tinum is an elf, a pacifist race had it not been due to the mother tree before corrupting them, as well as the fairies and nymphs. Thus, they would never harm anyone, much less a group, and a group that is connected to their friend, Mhir. “We would never let the Dwarves’ Village be fell to danger.” Loheiruchel told Mhir with a serious expression on his face

Emmanuelle nodded silently, then picked up her cell phone again. The device had begun to vibrate, and the vampire quickly picked up. "Yes?" "Forgive me, Manu. Against all odds, those damn dwarves have fomented a rebellion against the elves," Augustine sighed. The vampire turned and glared at the surveillance monitors in one of the elven control rooms. Across the world, groups of dwarves had gathered around the elven portals and were protesting the unreliability of elven technology. Some held up signs shouting that a creature could not be "magical" and that all those stories about fairies and witch

Cold seeps through my fingers, as I take a step back. What the fuck?! 'Hello, you pretty thing,' the teeth says, 'Scared are we?' At the mention of the word, I bristle, baring my fangs in reply. I'm many things, but I like to be in control as much as possible. 'Who. Are. You'. 'I think we both know the answer to that question, Keilen,' it says. The annis. I still can't believe it, the creature from the stories, the dark witches of the elven race, darker than even the mages. Their guild was one of the major factors of the fall of Citadell….or so Argell said.

I ask. “Yes, my sister Leana is mated to a vampire King and sits on the supernatural council. Her best friend Lily is mated to the Elf King and also sits on the council. I also have two brothers who are not mated to Guardians. Xander is mated to a powerful witch, Meadow’s older sister, and Cayden is mated to ... well, she’s descended from dragons.” “Elves are real? Dragons are real?” I ask, frowning. She turns and frowns at me. “Dragons died out long ago, but their blood has been passed down for generations. How do you not know about the elves though?”

"My old man lives like a king, with a harem." Lyra added, "The Thane siblings are all vampire hybrids." I realized. "I never actually thought of it." Lyra continued. "Different supernatural creatures have different mana qualities. Level one: Celestials. Level two: Fairies and elves." I noted. "Elves explain Finanna's strength." Scott agreed. "Elves are blessed with immense mana." Lyra outlined the levels: "Level three: Witches and elementals. Level four: Werewolves and vampires."

Funichio insists. “So, you follow King Ailduin’s rule?” I ask, again trying to gain some control of this conversation. “Yes.” Fanella says. She hasn’t stopped eyeing Eli like he’s a feast and she’s starving. “I thought King Ailduin was over the elves.” Eli says, frowning. “Oh, he’s over all the fae - dwarves, fairies, the good kind; faeries, the bad kind; pixies.” “Goblins, elves, leprechauns…”

I could already hear the senselessly frightening monologue that will arrive before the actual answer. "As you may know, the elven kind has evolved significantly over the centuries that had left the dark war in the past. The elven race has long since disappeared yet they are very much still here. A darkling is a descendant of a dark elf and any other creature born in the light," he spoke slowly.