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

"Promise me one thing." Her voice carried a mixture of curiosity and a touch of vulnerability.

Adrasteia flashed a mischievous grin, her eyes twinkling with playfulness. "Anything for Mi'lady," she sweetly replied. "Come on, quickly. Tell me what it is. Maria might come any minute."

Alicia hesitated for a moment, her eyes searching Adrasteia's for assurance. "Okay, okay. Promise me, you'll add only a little," she finally said, her tone cautious yet filled with a sense of curiosity.

"Don't you worry. I'll do it just the way you'd like it, but first let's get you hair done," Adrasteia promised and started to do her hair with a confident smile playing on her lips but turned around the vanity chair, facing Alicia to her side before anything.

Alicia, now facing away from the mirror, voiced her concern, "Your Highness, what are you doing? How am I supposed to see myself if you were to turn me away from the mirror?"

Her Warning