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

After taking a quick shower, Alicia came out of the restroom feeling more composed. The room was softly warmed by the morning light that filtered through the drapes.

Wearing a robe that enveloped her in luxury like a cocoon, she took a seat on the side of the bed.

Ever watchful, Matilda had set up a tray with a plate of fresh fruit and a warm cup of tea. The area was infused with a calming atmosphere emanating from the tea cup's scent.

Alicia couldn't help but be grateful for all of the work that went into creating a peaceful moment in the middle of the storm from the night before.

Alicia was reaching for the teacup when her fingertips unexpectedly came into contact with a tiny note concealed beneath it. Intrigued, she carefully unfolded the delicate paper, revealing elegant handwriting.

The Accidental Kiss