Dark Haired Elf Novels & Stories

[Iron Twins- Grade D] 6 STR 2 AGI [Daggers made by the blacksmiths of the Dark Elf race] This… is unanticipated. Dark Elves...I can't wait to go to the outside world. ELVES exist! My fantasies can actually be achieved! Elves…. If they are as gorgeous as I envisioned then hehe… Gulp Shit, I just drooled thinking about elves in my head. What a shame. I can't think of women for the time being, but I will definitely get an Elf wife! Wait, is it even conceivable between demons and elves? Slap! Ouch... Calm down...hoooo…

She was tall and had a slim figure and unlike Ace, she was always smiling. Well glad to know that not all elves are grumpy. Another female elf in the group is Lady Rebecca. Unlike Lady Solace, her hair was in a lighter shade of brown that I have always wanted and has blonde highlights. She even looked more stunning with her simple lavender colored dress that seems to fade to change into different colors when hit with light. With her dark blue eyes it was almost impossible to miss her.

Draco said. "I'm here," said an elf who burst out of the crowd. She was such a beautiful woman with long, wavy, orange shoulder-length hair and skin as pale as snow. Her eyes were lavender, and her face looked very charming. However, the stern look of a leader was clearly visible on his face. "I need your help," Draco said. “What can I do for you, Dragon Prince? Elisa will be at your disposal,” replied the female elf leader respectfully and resolutely.

I turn my head around and together with the Elven Elder, we see a dark silhouette manifesting at the entrance of the chamber. “So, you are the one they called, ‘Danika’? My, Undine’s soul should be proud her daughters grew into such strong women.” “Sal!” The Elder yells at the silhouette transforming to presume a proper identity. “What impudence!” A menacing grinning deep-ashen face forms from the silhouette, consisting of mocking crystalline-blue eyes, a perfectly pointy nose, high cheekbones, and a wicked grinning pair of stretched lips. A dimly shimmering mane of long silver-blonde platinum hair flows down the rest of the body still forming as the dark Elf stares at us.

The small glow of their feet as they touched the ground had me be looking in wonder. Daine watched me intently. Out of all the elves, he wore the most color. There was brightly colored thread wrapped around a few tendrils of hair, some parts dyed in light blue and purple. He certainly was more flamboyant than the others and his attitude to me was certainly more friendly.

was all Carine could manage as the door was unlocked and swung open. Carine watched as one of the other prisoners made a mad dash for the opening, running headlong for it. She was a Dark Elf and utterly naked, dark blood had dripped from several wounds to dry on her skin. As if she had run into a wall, the elf stopped, her eyes widening as the old, bent elf from outside stood in the doorway. His head was cocked to one side and one arm seemed to hover before him as if on its own. He twisted his hand and the elf screamed as one of her arms snapped to sit at a forty-five degree angle. Horann appeared as Carine’s mind filled with the images of the elf female being snapped into pieces, her bones

A blinding flash of light appeared, almost blinding everyone and from it emerged a majestic Elf, dressed in striking black and gold robes. His silver hair flowed behind him like a banner, and his violet coloured eyes were sharp and deadly. He carried his sword of ice, the blade shimmering with a cold, ethereal glow.

As he was with the witches, one more thing that he realized about his mate was that she was not just an elf but an Oscura elf. The darkest and most evil of them. One amazing thing about Oscura elves is their blood. Just 5 drops could enhance the powers of any creature no matter how weak, strong, or whatever kind it was. The power boos also lasted for months and every single creature in the past died trying to get their blood. In the quest for powers, the Oscura elves were the centerpiece. This discovery hurt him more than he could express, as it only meant anticipation of more pain, and fear of his mate. However, he had vowed to protect her with his life.

Madchen shook her long red tresses as she entered the department workroom. Somehow, her dark red hair always had a golden sheen to it, a natural highlight she was born with,along with her striking blue green eyes.Her German-irish heritage shown through with her hair,yet she kept a surprisingly golden skin tone. She checked herself quickly in the bathroom mirror. She had never considered herself on the pretty side. A few freckles dotted the bridge of her delicate nose.

I am dressed far more elegantly now, wearing a long dress that crosses my body in shifting silks of smoky grey and black, and as I move forward, the shadows of my dress give way to vibrant reds and golds with a touch of deep violet. I look like a galaxy, swirling darkness kissed with the burning heat of stars. Pulling back my hood, I do see one important change. My eyes are no longer the golden hue of a sun dragon, at least not entirely. They are ringed in deepest black, like my fathers, dancing with specks of white and gold. Reaching up, I touch my face to make sure it is real, that it is me. “The Elf King is going to burn my body. He thinks he has you and my egg.”