OSM_1015

[Mature content. No rape]
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"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!"....

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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.

Hunting Down the Last Elf

The atmosphere on the royal grounds was palpably excited as the morning sun's first rays kissed the horizon. A symphony of activity filled the castle, magnificent in its majesty, and reverberated throughout its revered halls and tended grounds.

Every action of the maids, attendants, and other staff members demonstrated their commitment to the impending celebration as they moved about with an overwhelming sense of purpose and determination. Every single aspect of the palace's transformation into an opulent painting was taken into consideration.

Craftsmen and decorators labored carefully and precisely in the palace's big chambers. With the utmost regard, elaborate tapestries and luxurious curtains were hung, their hues and patterns selected to arouse feelings of majesty and opulence. Every possible surface was decorated with colorful, fragrant arrangements of fresh flowers in elaborate vases, filling the room with their lovely fragrance.

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