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

At the border of the Anathema Kingdom, Christian found himself in the car, an irked expression on his face.

The guards stationed there weren't the usual border patrols; instead, they bore the insignia of Necrosis, unmistakably under the command of King Cyran which made Christian more provoked.

The air crackled with tension as the guards, with stern faces, signaled for the car to stop. Christian shot a suspicious look at Mazen, the driver, who looked at his Master in the rearview mirror and proceeded to drive through the barricade, slowing down to obey the order.

Mazen was curious by the abrupt shift in the atmosphere at the boundary as the insignias glinted menacingly in the low light, but Christian knew better.

The tension in the air was palpable as Gloria, her eyes flitting between the guarded insignias and Christian's simmering irritation, couldn't contain the frustration bubbling within her.

He's Back