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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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The Search

Adrien heard her heart skip a beat as if she were a thief caught red-handed.

"What were you thinking?" He questioned her with a frown as he moved closer to her. Alicia's eyes widened in fear and embarrassment.

He approached her slowly and taking off the armor from his body, revealing his sleek, black shirt underneath it, which clung to his body from the wearied sweat. He walked into the shower with the thought of taking a bath but realized the woman he had cared for was left with nothing but the torn and bloody dress, so he stepped outside before washing his bloody hands.

"N-no, nothing," She stammered, avoiding eye contact. Adrien narrowed his eyes.

"Curious as to know what I was doing there?"