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

Gloria, lying on the couch with Matilda attending to her injuries, tensed, her eyes fixated on the door. Alicia, standing nearby, her protective instincts heightened, subtly shifted into a defensive stance. Matilda, holding a vial of antidote, paused mid-motion, her eyes narrowing in a mix of curiosity and caution.

As the trio awaited the revelation of the uninvited guest, the room itself seemed to hold its breath, caught in the suspended moment before the impending reveal. The ambiance, once a sanctuary for healing and confidences, transformed into an arena of uncertainty, echoing with the unspoken question of who had disrupted the delicate equilibrium.

The tension in the room escalated as the door swung open further, revealing the unexpected visitor. With an air of quiet determination, Christon stepped into the room, his presence commanding attention. His confident strides carried him towards Gloria, each step echoing in the charged silence.

Venom Sunk In