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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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219 Chs

Pretty Little Thing

Taking a deep breath, Alicia forced herself to remain calm despite the terror that coursed through her veins. She pulled a nearby chair and lowered herself into it, her movements stiff and hesitant as she tried to steady her trembling hands.

As the woman settled beside her with an unsettling smile, Alicia couldn't help but feel a sense of unease wash over her. There was something unnerving about the way she twirled her hair, her movements fluid yet strangely calculated, like a predator toying with its prey.

"All you had to do was stay away from what's mine," the woman murmured, her voice laced with a dangerous edge that sent shivers down Alicia's spine. It was a warning, a grim reminder of the consequences that awaited those who dared to cross her path.