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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.

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Try Me. Taste Me

With a final flourish, Christon secured the bandages in place, his hands moving with practiced ease as he ensured that Alicia was comfortable and well cared for.

As he stepped back to admire his handiwork, Alicia couldn't help but offer him a grateful smile, her heart overflowing with gratitude for his kindness and compassion.

"Thank you, Christon," she said softly, her voice filled with warmth and sincerity. "I don't know what I would do without you."

Christon returned her smile, his eyes shining with a mixture of pride and affection. "It's my pleasure, Alicia," he replied, his voice gentle and reassuring.

As Christon finished bandaging her wounds, Alicia couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her. She watched as he stood up from his chair and walked toward the ensuite to wash his hands.