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Hunting Down the Last Elf

[Mature content. No rape] ____________________ "Mr. Archer!" She hurried her footsteps after the cop, who seemed to have already memorized the way out of the small two-story house. "It's Adrien, not Archer," he said, not bothering to turn around and look at her as he turned the door knob. "Fine." She rolled her eyes. "We need to talk, " she said, following him out of the house and closing the door behind her. "I had enough time to spend with a dunderhead like you," she heard him say, and she fumed. "How dare you?!" She fisted her palm furiously as she saw him walk past the little gate. "You son of a chameleon!".... ________ In a world where mythical creatures like werewolves, vampires, and elves exist alongside humans, a long-standing war has left humans living in fear and captivity. Elves, once thriving, have become extinct due to the ongoing conflict. Alicia, the last surviving elf, is raised by Mrs. Anderson, whom she believes to be her biological mother. However, when Alicia confronts a man named Adrien, whom she calls Mr. Archer, tensions rise. Adrien's apparent disdain for Alicia triggers a fiery exchange. Unbeknownst to Alicia, her unique heritage as the last elf will soon become a central focus in a world where mythical beings and humans clash. This story promises intrigue, conflict, and a journey of self-discovery for Alicia as she grapples with her identity and the ongoing strife between mythical creatures and humans.

OSM_1015 · Fantasy
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293 Chs
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He's All Over The Media

"Matilda," Alicia gave a confused look as she halted in her tracks, the echo of her question lingering in the air.

"Oh, thank goodness you're here!" Matilda exclaimed, her enthusiasm unbridled. With an almost urgent determination, she grabbed Alicia's arm and began to pull her along. "Come along with me," Matilda urged, her steps purposeful as she guided Alicia through the ornate hallways.

Alicia, caught off guard by Matilda's sudden insistence, struggled to keep up. "Wait up! Where are you taking me to?" she called out, her voice a mixture of surprise and curiosity as she planted her feet firmly, resisting Matilda's tug.

"Come on, Alicia," Matilda coaxed, glancing over her shoulder with a mischievous twinkle in her eye. "Lady Zaphirah demands your presence at the piano room."