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

As Alicia retreated to a quieter corner of the ballroom, she found herself lost in the ambiance of the grand event. The soft rustle of elegant gowns, the gentle hum of conversations, and the enchanting melodies of the orchestra blended seamlessly. She took a moment to collect her thoughts, her mind still echoing with the dance's rhythm.

Amidst the delicate atmosphere, Princess Adrasteia approached, her regal presence commanding attention. "Lise!" she called out, a twinkle of mischief in her eyes. "That dance was quite the spectacle."

Alicia blushed, the memory of the dance still vivid in her mind. "It was unexpected, but I appreciate the opportunity," she replied with a shy smile.

Adrasteia chuckled, linking arms with Alicia as they strolled through the ballroom.

The Night Is Still Young