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

"No, that's alright," Alicia replied with a gracious smile, pushing aside her discomfort. "I just had a walk outside. Come on in," she invited him into her room, gesturing towards the entrance.

"After you," Zavior insisted, returning her smile as he gestured for her to enter first. Alicia nodded appreciatively and stepped into her room, feeling a sense of relief wash over her as she welcomed his familiar presence into her space.

Meanwhile, Matilda who was approaching the Crown Prince's wing, knowing full well the impossibility of her request twisted her fingers nervously in fear. Nevertheless, the urgency of her message propelled her forward, her breath coming in short, frantic gasps as she hurried to convey her news.

Kicked Their Pride