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Morals of Cambion Murder

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Time 2h 57m

action action-fantasy cambion darkelves darkfantasy demon-offspring elf elves fantasy norse warriors

"What did he do to you?" The dagger pressed harder.
"Nothing."
"Don't make me repeat myself. I can kill you easily, but all I will do is kill you slowly. Heath is a different tale. Something as pretty as you, he wouldn't let you die so easily."
Cynthia tried to stop her shiver, but Sian caught it. She knew he had, and he drew back the dagger harshly.  
"So why do you care for the name?"
"I don't answer to you." But he had information. Any information about the unknown elf would give her a lead. All she knew was that he was from Tion. Maybe he knew Shawheath well. Maybe he knew who the almost-prince was. 
"Interesting, you think you have a choice." A laugh echoed before she was pushed against the wall, a cold grey hand caressing her neck. "Talk." He said the word in Elven.All Rights Reserved

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Death's Awakening by hananahQbanna

"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.

Aide Me by PaperBlanks

"Before I show you who I am, I want you to remember what you're fighting for," Aide replied cautiously and gave them all a piercing stare. "Keep an open mind." "Just tell us, lad," Hanke snarled impatiently and bobbed his sword. "Brace yourselves," Aide said as he slowly reached for his hood. Emaia's heart pounded vigorously in her chest, so loudly, she feared people could hear. This was it. She would finally see the face of her rescuer, the face she had so longed to see. Aide gave them all one last lingering look before he closed his eyes. "Your whole world is about to change." He punctuated his sentence by pulling off his hood. The entire crowd gasped and all readied their weapons, as long silver hair burst free from the cloak and long slender ears appeared. It was impossible, Emaia thought. They had been extinct for decades. But there was no denying it. She looked at the man who had rescued her a few nights ago, and remembered him as charming and valiant. It all made so much sense now-why he could do, what he could do. He was an elf. And not just any elf. - A Northern Elf.

Scarlet by Dipressed24_7

"Your favorite color." "Hmm." Davon let out as he leaned in towards her. He inspected Scarlet's cold eyes with full concentration, and after a few seconds, he finally responded when he moved away from her. "Auburn." ♢♦♢ Scarlet. She was a nightmare brought to life. A horror story to be told around campfires. A beast used to scare children if they didn't go to bed on time. The name alone struck fear into the most bravest of men or women. At the age of just 27, she had grown to be the most fatal assassin to walk the face of the Earth, and no one even knew what she looked like. Scarlet purposely left harmless traces behind with every kill, which served as a reminder to everyone that she still lurked in the shadows. But on one occasion, a dark-haired man with even darker eyes left a trace on her heart. 18+

She is Death by MsGorehound

In a world where demons are the primary enemies, there was a girl born in a kingdom where light doesn't exist. However, she has no any idea about her real identity but despite being clueless, she still continued fighting with her loved ones until the greatest and strongest enemy arrived. How can she fight a strong enemy if she doesn't even know what she can do? How can she fight her enemies if her memories were erased? This is a story about a girl who lived for 300 years and is continuing her journey with different people and different families. As she continues her journey, she started getting hints of her real identity, but is scared to find out the truth so she keeps on ignoring it. Find out how she continued her lonely life and how she managed to survive. Will she find someone who will love and accept her? Or will she die alone? Is she one of the demons? Or is she one of the angels? Or is she in between? A mage? An assassin? Or a witch? Support and vote my story. This is my very first action, romance, and fantasy story! Suggest any ideas and share your thoughts by leaving a comment, also help me share my story to make it grow. Enjoy reading!

✧The Earthe of the Elves✧ by StoriesbyAvery

"Upstairs!" I hear a yell and pounding footsteps. I crawl out of the window until I'm hanging from my hands. I take a breath. I let go. ~ Living in a small town with a single mother, Mia Glenn never expected anything special to come of her life. She never thought she would go on an adventure as harrowing as the stories she read. Until one day she narrowly avoids being kidnapped, discovering in the same day a whole new universe that she is supposedly a part of. As she navigates the elven world of Earthe with the help of a particularly attractive elf boy, she learns secrets about her identity and her father's, of whom she believed had ditched her and her mom at an early age. Soon Mia discovers that peace isn't as easy as it seems, and while Earthe may be beautiful, there are dark parts that are creeping back to the light. Even in a world of perfect beings such as elves, lies can be spun as precisely as an arrow can pierce a target, and evil can sneak up on you when you least expect it. Mia is used to reading about this kind of stuff, not living it. Safe to say she finds herself in one hell of an adventure. - - TW: if you need a tw for fighting, violence, weapons, blood, death, etc. I would read with caution (I don't get into any gory details, but there are scenes w/ this) I will put tw's for the more violent scenes.

The Rogue King {18+} (Book 2) by chelseaxxm123

[COMPLETED] I was cursed at such a young age, abandoned by my own wolf and the Moon Goddess for something that wasn't in my control. I don't even think having a mate is in the cards for me... ✨🌘✨ I jumped when the final horn sounded, circling the garden before everyone became silent. They all returned to their seats, my father rising from his chair as I stood from my seat along with the other pups. I struggled to breath as we took our position, standing in the centre away from everyone else. My father offered me a reassuring glance though it did nothing to ease my anxiety, all I had to do now was wait. My eyes widened when the moons blue light shined down on me, illuminating my skin as I stared up at the sky in awe. "We thank the moon goddess for the power of her light..." I dropped my gaze back down, my fathers words surrounding us, "...Shall it bathe you and grant you strength, agility, speed like the wolf..." The pups around me began to moan in pain, capturing my attention as I furrowed my brows. Their features were all contorted by an invisible pain that inflicted them but I felt absolutely nothing. My heart raced when their groans of pain became screams but I- I suddenly drop to the ground, a painful throbbing in my head forcing me to the ground. I grip the sides of my head, screaming. I don't know how to explain it but it felt as though my brain was tearing in two, like my head was cracking open. When the pain stopped, I found myself surrounded by wolves, the shifted pups. Looking down at myself, I only see my body, no paws and no fur. I hadn't shifted... ✨🌕✨ Book 2* 'The Wolven King' is the first book and must be read in order to understand this one. ⚠️ WARNING!! This book is mature and should only be read if you are 18+. There are depictions of violence, mature language, sexual behaviour and sexual abuse.

Among Fae by CelestialCure

ForestFae, a Night Elf girl raised in the ghetto of Westfall. Pushed into thievery and assassination, in attempts to keep food on her family's table. Fae joins a Rogue guild by the name of "The Silent Hand". Though all seems to go to hell when ForestFae and her twin brother Equinos, are assigned to a mission all the way in Tanaris. Making more friends and enemies than they ever could imagine, the two and their squad try to survive outside city walls in hopes to retrieve the mysterious item they were send to find. Will stress break the team apart? What places may ForestFae find love? But most of all. . .What is "The Speaker Of The Dead"? Find out in "Among Fae"! TIMELINE: Right after Burning Crusade, Wrath Of The Lich King events are soon to happen. ((DISCLAIMER! I do not own World of Warcraft. Some of the characters in this fanfic are actually in the game and owned by Blizzard. Some are fictional and belong to me - as well as the story line.)) ((Also, I haven't proof read this yet so. . .Bare with me here. XD))

Killer Queen by seanyx17

(under revision) Caitlyn was the only heir to the throne born because her mother passed away. Left to live in the shadows of her castle, her father only worried about teaching her what he believed was important to rule. He didn't remarry to try for a son, bitter and more powerful than ever. Because he had nothing to lose, not even his own daughter at times. Caitlyn and him drifted apart even more than they were before. Especially as he started treating her solely as an object for his use. Leading her to need some type of escape, some type of fun again. And as her skills in her shot, her strength, and her wit increased. So did her confidence and her will to win, leading her to start sneaking out of the castle gates. Almost every night scaling the buildings and walls to watch the night life in the upper city. Until one night when an incident occurs, causing her to accidentally run into someone. Revealing herself to a complete stranger. Knowing full well that a predicament would arise if that ever happened, she fumbles her way through compromise and bargains to get off easy. But of course, life throws you curve balls and nothing is ever easy. But maybe...maybe that's for the better. ⚠️This is a mature story with mature themes and scenes. Reader discretion advised if you have a sensitivity to abuse, descriptions of injury/light gore, blood, and sex.⚠️ (I never thought I would bring this story from Ao3 to Wattpad...but I'm at home sick and being forced to isolate from my roommates. Please check out my other Violyn stories on ao3 if you like this one!) Top Ranks: #1 in Violyn (1-1-23, 3-4-24, 5-24-24, 3-14-25) #1 in Piltover's Finest (6-12-23) #1 in Caitlyn Kiramman (8-15-23) #1 in Modern Fantasy (11-25-24)

My Fucked Up Fairytale by pinenutters

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Winterskin (Book One of Wrath & Winter) by CMEstopare

Promise the dead but protect the living. Until a promise to the dead forbids her from doing so. Katell Maeva has spent her entire life as a woodcutter. In the summer months she chops wood and in the winter she knocks out wolves. But when food becomes scarce and her family starts to starve, Kat decides she should put her ax arm to work as a shieldmaiden. Something her mother made her promise to never do. Dying words her town won't let her forget. Barred from becoming a shieldmaiden, when Kat mistakenly kills a beast on the outskirts of town she unravels a conspiracy involving creatures thought to have been hunted to extinction centuries ago. Creatures that once threatened to wipe every trace of humanity from the North. To keep her Gram and sisters alive, she'll have to go against her mother's dying wish and break her promise. Picking up shield and ax just as her brother did. A promise that hangs heavy. Barring fangs as real as her ax. ***Updates every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday*** --Feel free to leave your critiques and suggestions, love em!--

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Death's Awakening

"Kill..." the low whispering voice trailed off into my head. I don't think the strange whispering voice came from anyone in the room. It was too loud; too abnormel; too deadly. Suddenly a cold shiver ran down my back making me scream and cry out for someone, something, anything. I want to be alone, somwhere dark, somewhere safe. My eyes open to see a woman cradling me in her arms. A man with red eyes, tan skin, and blonde hair starred at me. His eyes sunk into my head making me wince. The woman is natuarlly warm and comfortable, but her face is stained with tears mixed with blood on her, once beautiful, face. She smeared some of the blood onto my puffy cheeks with a warm beaten and calloused hand. "You're gonna be okay," she assured me. More tears fell from her eyes. I looked closer into her grayish, I think, eyes. They had evil tucked beneath fear in them. I don't know what she means, yet her words mean the world to me at this very moment: 4 minutes ago, I was born.