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

Adrien, however, showed no visible signs of frustration or annoyance at the interruption. His gaze shifted from Alicia to the door, and with a composed demeanor, he stepped back, allowing space for the door to open. As he walked toward the entrance, Alicia saw an opportunity and swiftly bent down to retrieve her veil, a sense of urgency guiding her movements.

The door swung open, revealing one of the chambermaids standing at the doorstep. Adrien, with a calm expression, acknowledged her presence. Alicia, now clutching her veil, remained poised to seize the moment and make her exit if the chance presented itself.

She attempted to peer through the gap of the door, but Adrien's well-built frame served as an impenetrable barrier, preventing her from catching a glimpse of what was transpiring inside.

Feeling Adrien's watchful eyes on her, Alicia stammered out, "Begging your pardon, Your Highness. His Majesty the King requests your presence in his chambers."

The Shadowed Woman