Истории Elfie

I lowered my gaze and looked at the ground, as if it were the most beautiful thing in the world. Its color was purely white, the complete opposite of the dark aura radiating from their lord. He was not very old, yet not too young to be a ruler. His age didn't seem far from mine-but then I reminded myself that looks could be deceiving. He observed me with his icy blue eyes, looking at me slowly from head to toe. His right hand rested on the arm of his huge black chair, while his other hand held a small fae-Zerel. Zerel's teeth were visible as he smiled widely at me, then turned his grin toward his lord-Lord Kaelen. "Who is this lady?" Lord Kaelen asked Satoru. "An elf, my lord," he said proudly. "I know she is an elf. Even from miles away, I could tell what she is." Lord Kaelen groaned at the goblin.

What if Peter knew there were some creatures in the woods that others didn't know. What if they were known as evil, cold-blooded things?

This is a traduction of my french book. Astaldor is a new first-year student at the prestigious Farfax Academy. At the start of the school year, he just hopes to make a good impression on others and make his uncle proud. But very quickly, with a murder inside the academy, other concerns take over. Between rejection and fear, Astaldor and his friends will have to face a greater conspiracy. Only their choices will be able to make a difference... For ages 11 and up.

Raised in a remote village, Alethios was the only child of a renowned cartographer and a healer. Inheriting both their talents, he grew up surrounded by ancient maps and herbal remedies, sparking a lifelong obsession with the unknown. After discovering a cryptic map to the fabled Lost City of Eunoia in his father's possessions, he left his quiet life behind to pursue the adventure of a lifetime. His journey has led him across continents and through perilous jungles, treacherous deserts, and the highest peaks, all in pursuit of the legendary city.

Powiedz mi proszę... Widziałeś kiedyś światło? Nie, nie mówię tu o świetle lamp, czy świetle słonecznym. Tym, co mam na myśli jest maleńka, tląca się iskierka. W sercu każdej żywej istoty. Taka krucha, wydawałoby się, że niezwykle łatwa do stłamszenia zaciśnięciem dłoni w pięść... Jednak nie da się w ten sposób zgasić tego światełka. Jest to o wiele prostsze. Wystarczy słowo. Niepozorne, ale jakże potężne zarazem. Zaboleć może bardziej niż jakiekolwiek ostrze.

Once upon a time there was a girl named Noelle Clause and all she wanted to do was to get out of the North Pole and to leave the nest. She wasn't like any of the people,(well elf's)at the North Pole. None of them wanted to ever leave such a magical place of the North Pole. But Noelle clause wanted to leave so bad that she did some thing unspeakable and took her magic to fair, in return she wanted to be kicked out and sent to Florida to live with her cousins, to live a normal life. But instead her father kicked her out and left her in the middle of the woods some where in New Jersey, on Christmas Eve.To teach her a lesson, of course. Santa Claus was going to come back after all of his rounds on Christmas Eve to pick Noelle up. Thinking that Noelle would still be in the same spot that he left her in.But when he got back she was gone.

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Cyra has lived an ordinary life in the orphanage for as long as she can remember. When she turns eleven, her life is turned around when she is adopted by Zalfie. Cyra has never been shown love and she is amazed at how caring and loving some adults can be. As they news of her adopted parents reaches the ears of people from her old school, Cyra becomes bombarded with twitter bullies and fake friends. Will all the stress become to much for her? Will Cyra ever feel like a normal girl? Read my little star to find out.

A Fairy's Bloody Day at Work (First Adventure) She is a fairy, but not one of those little girls who love flowers and wear pastel. No, she's a pessimistic tromatized bitch working for the government. Well, not a bitch because she acts like one but because she dosn't care about anything anymore. She works for a agence that keeps sending her team on missions more ridiculous and deadly then the next. She is the first fairy to ever have learned blood magic. It's probably killing her, but she doesn't really give a damn. She never was like the others. She always knew that fucking job would be the death of her. She just doesn't care enough to ask for a raise. Those are the weird adventures of a fairy who has nothing to lose, weird ass colleges and a shity job. That's Holga Del Louba's story (yes her name sounds funny, no she can't change it and yes she's over it) This story is me having fun, breaking loose. Lots of swearing and bullshit happening. That's the only reason for age thing, there's no sex or gore. It's really funny. Just warning you it is not serious. If you need a good laugh, come spend a day at HYDRO! You will regret it!

Step into the lives of elf's , humans , vampires , witches , robots , warlocks , wolves and everything in between living everyday life and being involved with wacky twisty situations

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he dwelled alone far off from the human settlement. his skills were well sought-after by any who knew of him but a dark past and a heart filled with anger and regrets will tie him down. will anyone save him from the darkness within his mind? or will he slowly fade into the arms of the valor? 1. I don't own the LOTR or hobbit characters. 2. I do own the OC and the plot so there it is. 3. this is a fanfiction there may be some characters that do not sound like themselves or possible differences. 4. there will be blood gore language depression and other triggers you are warned 5. this may become yaoi eventually

❝I shouldn't be attracted to you ❞ *** 𝘼𝙘𝙖𝙘𝙞𝙖 It began as a skin hunger, a desire to feel another's touch against her own. And so she gripped and clung against him, until he'd withered into a skeletal husk, defeated by his own hunger and longing drawn to each other. 𝘿𝙖𝙚𝙡 Evil has charisma. Though people are repulsed by it, they also are drawn to its power just like a flying moth throws itself into fire. If so her soul is already spited. The more hidden the venom, the more dangerous it is. And if you chose to trust a snake, you get the venom. ** © 2021 by Ruthie xx '''''''''''''''

Always an Opinion, But never the truth. Always an Option. Always Obtuse.

𝘈𝘯 𝘦𝘭𝘧 𝘴𝘵𝘶𝘮𝘣𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘨𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩 𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘬𝘦𝘥 𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘦𝘦𝘮𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘧 𝘪𝘵 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘣𝘦𝘦𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦 1000 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘢𝘨𝘰

Hai I ish Molly. This is my life.

A story of two homosexual lovers meeting for the first time, Alex x John! Credits to my friend Boyyish for the cover. Please realize this is my first story, it's not that good but I tried.