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 sudden break in their conversation caused Adrien and Zephirah's eyes to dart in opposite directions toward the door, drawing them back from the brink of their conflict.

Zephirah breathed softly, her heart pounding in her chest, "Thank goodness." She silently thanked her unexpected savior and experienced an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the person who had the audacity to step in. She would have flashed daggers at anyone who attempted to snoop into their private moment if the situation had been different, on any other day. But on this particular day, this break was a lifeline, a welcome diversion from the precarious edge they had teetered upon.

"Come in," he said before he finally released Zephirah from his vice-like grip, Adrien stared intently into her, his eyes like shards of ice flashing a deadly warning. The intensity of his gaze persisted as a frightening reminder of the peril she had narrowly escaped.

Defending What's His