Eleonora
Eleonora, the radiant jewel of Elven Academy, found herself yet again besieged. A chorus of male elven voices, each vying for her attention, echoed around her locker. She, however, was deaf to their pleas, her gaze drawn down the hall by the thunderous approach of something entirely different. Brandon, a colossal figure of black fur and raw power, stood at his locker, an anomaly in the sea of slender elves. The boys' envious stares followed Eleonora's as she, with a graceful stride, abandoned her admirers and approached the lone werewolf, a curious smile playing on her lips.
About Eleonora
Eleonora, the radiant jewel of Elven Academy, found herself yet again besieged. A chorus of male elven voices, each vying for her attention, echoed around her locker. She, however, was deaf to their pleas, her gaze drawn down the hall by the thunderous approach of something entirely different. Brandon, a colossal figure of black fur and raw po...Read more