Elf Stories

In a fantasy world plagued by demons, monsters, and magic, Y/n, an immortal swordsman with an undying curse crosses paths with an ageless elf mage, Frieren, and her group. To find a way to rid himself of the curse, he joins them in their trip to Aureole. On the way, he grows fond of the elf, though she was never the one for romantics. Will he change that? I don't own Frieren or the art.

"Who are are you? What do you do?" "I am Riveria, and as for what I do, that depends on who's asking, what they are asking for and how much they are willing to pay for it." *********** Riveria is the last of her kind. Well almost. She is the last of her kind that hasn't turned their backs on the mortal world and vowed to destroy everything within it. You see she is a Necromancer, but not the normal one that you hear in most stories. Her past is scarred thanks to the same people that she helps every day. It's thanks to them she is alone. Will she put aside her mistrust of those in the mortal world and trust Thorin and the rest of the company or will she forever be shrouded in the mistrust that the world around her created? That is if they even allow her on the quest. And survive long enough to ask her the questions without offending her.

ရှေးဟောင်းကျိန်စာတစ်ခုကြောင့် ဒွိလိင်ခန္ဓာကိုယ်အဖြစ် ပြောင်းလဲသွားရတဲ့ နတ်သူငယ်ကောင်လေး 'လိုင်ဆန်းဒါး'။ သူက ကျိန်စာကို အသုံးချပြီး သူ တစ်ဖက်သတ် ကြိုက်ရတဲ့ မှော်ဆရာကြီး မာလာကောကို ဆွဲဆောင်ဖို့ကြိုးစားပါတော့တယ်။ မှော်ဆရာကြီး×နတ်သူငယ် မာလာကော×လိုင်ဆန်းဒါး

When the brightest sun and stars aligned in the heavens, their light awakened and longed to experience life upon the world. From their collective radiance came the first seven Elves, beings of starlight and sunfire, born to protect and nurture all living things. But where there is radiance, shadow is born in answer. The Moon, once a silent witness to the sun's creation, turned its gaze toward the void and gave form to the forgotten darkness. From grief, hunger, and endless night, the first Vampires arose-beings of shadow and thirst, bound to the stillness of eternity. Thus, from sun and moon, light and darkness, two ancient bloodlines came into existence. The age of Elves and Vampires has begun.

The story begins in a world where oceans, kingdoms, elves, nymphs, and sea creatures are bound together by ancient magic. Hidden among sapphire-blue waters lies Emerald Island, a peaceful realm ruled by Queen Sapphire, a young ruler with fiery ginger hair, coral-blue eyes, and a mysterious connection to the sea. Sapphire has spent her entire life protecting her island and its people. She knows little of the world beyond its shores, and she trusts outsiders even less. Everything changes when a massive storm appears on the horizon. A pirate ship, battered by towering waves and fierce winds, arrives seeking shelter. With nowhere else to go, the crew asks permission to remain on Emerald Island until the storm passes. Though wary of them, Sapphire allows the sailors to stay for a week. During their stay, the pirates experience a world unlike anything they have ever seen. They share meals with elves and nymphs, witness the island's magic, and slowly form friendships with its people. Sapphire, despite her caution, begins learning about the world beyond her kingdom through the stories of the crew. But beneath the island's beauty, something ancient is stirring. The storm refuses to disappear. Strange events begin occurring along the shore. Sea creatures behave unusually, forgotten magic awakens, and whispers seem to rise from the ocean itself. Then, without warning, the pirates leave. No farewell. No explanation. One morning, Sapphire wakes to find the harbor empty and the ship gone. Confused and frustrated, she returns to her duties as queen, believing the sailors have simply moved on. But the mysteries surrounding the storm only deepen, and Sapphire soon realizes that the arrival of the ship may have been connected to something far greater than bad weather. And heartbroken. And Sapphire forbids Sailor's and pirate's

They call it a game... She calls it madness. After being thrust into a world where nothing makes sense, she finds herself caught between ancient traditions, secrets bound to be unraveled, and mysteries that stretch far beyond a single planet. Every choice pushes her deeper into a conflict she never asked to be part of. Every answer uncovers even bigger questions. And somewhere among the stars, a truth waits to be discovered. If it doesn't destroy her first.

Four hundred years after a mortal woman cursed the Tuatha King, the human world still pays the price. Each year, one daughter is chosen by lottery - a sacrifice to appease the bound gods of the forest. This year, the name drawn is Clíodhna. She is meant to walk quietly into death, veiled and drugged, guided by the sacred hound. Instead, she runs - untrained, wearing her father's clothes, knife trembling in her hand - into the forest that swallowed generations before her. There, she meets Ailín, the King's son, sent to retrieve the sacrifice. But when he sees her, something ancient stirs - a bond that defies the curse itself. Together they journey into Ardaíthe, the realm of the Tuatha, where truth and myth blur, and love may be the most dangerous rebellion of all. A tale of sacrifice, survival, and forbidden love, where one girl's defiance could unravel a curse older than gods.

Before Innovia became what it is today, it was called Iravath, and it was Lysa's home. Growing up in Harenia, a coastal town in the empire of Adamania, when dragons still flew free in the skies and nested in the mountains of the hinterland, Lysa had the misfortune to be born during the age of the Conquest, when the gods were slain by powerful primordial demons who seized the continent of Iravath in their grip. Lysa doesn't believe in the gods, but she believes in their death, and that soon the entire continent will meet a similar fate. But what can she do alone to stem an immense evil? A simple human, in a land of entities that stand on top of each other's bodies, making the cult of mortals a game or a bargaining chip, has no hope of being able to change destiny. She has no powers, she doesn't know magic, and she barely knows how to hold a weapon in her hand. It'll be the encounter with one of the terrible primordial demons that will change her forever: Morthakar, the Scourge of Shadows, will make her an offer that, in the moment of the most desperate need, Lysa will not be able to refuse. But demons are mendacious creatures, and what may seem like a gift quickly becomes a heavy chain, that drags the soul of those who give in to their mellifluous words into oblivion. On her own, Lysa cannot even save herself. But new gods are being born from the prayers of mortals subjected to abuse, to sacrifices. And among them, perhaps the girl will find someone who'll finally be willing to help her not only to regain her freedom, but also to dispel the terror of primordial demons once and for all. [ This is a prequel to the main story "Tales of Innovia", but contains no major spoilers for the main plot. The two stories can be read in any order you like.]

After the destruction of her village, the only survivor, Emilia, is saved by a stranger: an elf named Anargrin. Who claims to work for a mercenary organisation known and respected all over the continent of Angara: The Hunters. He asks for no payment and to help her with the sickness that threatens to overwhelm her. But why? To be published on Royal Road. Cover art by: http://d1sarmon1a.deviantart.com/art/Anargrin-607964404 #wattys2016

A single thread of ancient witchcraft is all that holds back the storm. For centuries, she has walked the edges of the world, hiding an unholy lineage beneath a mask of quiet survival. She is a creature of shadows, bound to a crew of outcasts who look to her for leadership, completely blind to the terrifying secret pulsing beneath her collar. They see a resilient protector; they do not see the blood of an entire coven staining her hands, or the echo of a slaughter she can never forget. But the stars are aligning once more. Far to the east, buried inside a volcanic empire of fire and white blossoms, lies the only key to breaking her shackles. As the celestial clock ticks closer to a reckoning, she must hunt down her forgotten past before the sky bleeds red again-because when the lock finally snaps, the monster she chains inside will not just consume her mind. It will drink the world dry.

This story was supposed to be written with a duel POV by me and my friend but she doesn't want to do it anymore so I decided to just write it and credit her her characters. Francesca the 1st and Calix of Della - intellectual property of ButterflyThoughts(Susanna J) I have edited them a little bit because I couldn't remember all of what she wrote for them but I hope I do them the justice they deserve. ♡HRH Francesca the first gets crowned Queen of the Eightlands and it's Lady Dhara Littlewood's job to make sure that Franny can be a good Queen and everything runs smoothly. But everything goes haywire when Dhara and HRH Francesca are separated on their way to Frostfire. Dhara must make her way back to Francesca and not get distracted by a stunning mysterious stranger who claims to be "just here to help her".◇

Evan Soba, a talented and ambitious young man arrives in the city of Orario. The flame of a hero burns bright as he strives for greatness in this story of adventure. A tale of heroism and family woven by an uncanny familia begins. Two hero journeys come together in the Hestia Familia, guided by the goddess of the hearth.

Francesca a girl from Rohan who has taken up residence near the prancing pony falls into unknown trouble when a group of hobbits are in need of help. Her whole life franceca does not think she worthy of the adventures the heroines in the novels she reads face but when the girl is thrown head first into this adventure there isn't much she can do. Follow francesca, our unlikely heroine and the tenth member of the fellowship. And a potential love triangle..... ---------------------------- Legolas stood in front of the girl as she rocked on the balls of her feet. "Well," Francesca drew the word out. "I suppose this is goodbye," As stated early Francesca was never a big fan of goodbyes. Legolas stepped forward and wrapped his arms around Francesca, she placed her face into the crook of his neck. "I'm not leaving," He breathed into her hair. "Your not?" "No, I couldn't leave you, not in this lifetime or any other," ---------------------------- I did not create the Lord of the rings and have no rights to the characters other that Francesca Winslow.

Thranduil Greenleaf x Oc, Azriel Ophelia A simple common elf like Azriel, barely associated with his ruler, but when their meetings become more frequent as tension rises in the east, an unexpected enemy brings them together and draws out emotions neither of them knew were buried deep inside. But was their connection all part of a deeper, more sinister plan?

Olim has escaped a natural death, but now finds herself in the evacuated body of a spoiled, weak-minded human woman on a world that barely had a concept of the System at all: Earth. If it wasn't bad enough that she was on a strange world currently in the 'quiet before the storm' era of System progression... But her beloved Necromancy had been taken from her! No more undead slaves, no more research, no more easy life! A Druid?! A class beloved of the damn elves?! Time to put her big girl fishnets on, adjust the straps on her leather boots, and save Earth from the shit-storm that was about to rain down upon it. Can this former alien necromancer fix the life she finds herself in, protect her new family, and make a better future for them and herself? All while navigating the switch from a hands off necromancer to shapeshifting, bad-ass druid? If she is anything, it's stubborn.

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A Child Born from a mortal and a fae whose name alone is considered treason, has been entrusted to the Head of the Falcon, Kels Finlas. Will Kels be able to raise this child safely to keep the vow he did not make to the living? Or will the lies fall apart when that child faces danger? "This power is treason, Beatrice. It is a sign you are what you must never be. Control it, or the Tsar will feel it and crush us both"

သွေးနှော elfဘုရင်နှင့် သူ၏ နတ်ဆိုးဘုရင်

A witch runs from poverty by joining an assassin guild. An oppressed inventor pushes for a cause even if it means danger. An alchemist hunts for the famed Elixir of Life, and a struggling academic discovers powerful magic by accident. A warrior escapes chaos after finding a sentient blade, and a mage absolves an ancient guilt by tackling a doomed trail. When political agenda, hidden plans for domination, and warring factions rise from the shadows, these paths will cross in unexpected ways, stringing along a game of power and a war of fate and history. After an era of false peace, destruction may come to Alch Serin, and it may be sooner than expected. In a continuation of the cherished high fantasy series, 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢, delve into the elven continent, Alch Serin, where power is not an end but a means to it, and fate is nothing but a pawn in a larger game of adventure, desire, and betrayal. Together, unveil what awaits us beyond the borders. AN INSTALLMENT OF BEYOND BORDERS ALTERNATES ˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°•˜"°•.˜"°• UPDATES WEEKLY ON SUNDAYS, 10:00 PM (GMT+8, SGT)/3:00 PM (GMT+1, CET) © 2024 (First Edition) [180,000 - 190,000 words] [All graphics are made by @sardonictabby] NOTE: Knowledge of 𝘛𝘩𝘦 𝘊𝘩𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘤𝘭𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝘍𝘢𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘪𝘭𝘪𝘢 main series is not important for this series. However, all the books are completed and available in my profile, @Exequinne.

What if Keefe Sencen had a sister? Sarai is an 11 year old elf and Keefe just started Foxfire, as a level 2. She goes to find her mother, Lady Gisela, when she hears her whisper that she should be dead. In fear, she packs up and leaves instantly afterwards. Why was she going to kill her? How is she going to survive? Will Sarai Amrita Saturnalia Sencen, or Averia Mitchell, figure it out and fight or will she be an easy target? And what will happen when Sophie Elizabeth Foster comes to the Lost Cities? Read to find out.