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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 · Fantaisie
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212 Chs

The Crown Prince's Summon

"Your Highness," Matilda began, her voice steady despite the trembling of her hands. "I saw Kalean. The kidnapper. He was in the woods."

Adrien leaned forward, his gaze intense as he focused on her words, while Delbert stood silently by the door, his presence a reassuring presence in the room.

"Woods? What were you doing in the woods?" Adrien's brow furrowed with concern as he questioned the trembling maid.

"Lise and I were having a walk in the forest this morning. At one point, we got separated, and that's when I encountered him. I saw the same tattoo on his nape," Matilda explained, her voice faltering slightly as she recalled the chilling encounter.

"What did he look like, and what was he doing there?" Adrien's tone was urgent, his eyes searching Matilda's for any hint of deception.

"I believe he was hunting, Your Highness. He was carrying a bloody axe," Matilda replied, her face scrunching up with disgust at the memory.