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

Zavior's tone was strangely distant as he continued, keeping his gaze fixed on a far-off point and avoiding Gloria's gaze. "Yes, I have met her previously, before this crazy sequence of events started. She arrived at our house looking for her bike."

Gloria was left feeling increasingly intrigued and filled with a thousand questions as his words lingered in the atmosphere, enveloping them in an enigmatic aura.

Gloria muttered in shock, "Wow, she never told me about it," her mind racing to make sense of this new revelation and her perception of her friend.

With a note of concern mixed with nostalgia, Zavior said, "Well, this happened right before the chaos at the café." For an instant, he appeared to be reliving the events in his head due to his deep contemplation. "She was at our place," he continued, evoking the atmosphere of the final hours before the storm, which was rife with unresolved issues and imminent danger.

The Lie