This is just a random collection of more short stories I have come up with based off of Hobbit and LOTR movies. I do take requests if you want. So hopefully you enjoy this book as much as you enjoyed my first.
A/N: Sorry this was supposed to be done for Christmas...so it's late and i apologize but here is the conclusion to Irish Hearts.
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~6 MONTHS LATER~
The snow was falling softly onto the ground of the beautiful forest, blanketing the land in it's chilly hold that drove those out in it to seek shelter from it's blistery grip. In the heart of this forest stood a large mansion like home made of beautiful logs and stone that rose into the air three stories high. A soft glow was shining out of the windows onto the fresh fallen white powder as smoke spiraled up from the chimney, foretelling of the warmth within the abode. There was laughter spilling out of the home to spiral into the air filling the night with a cheerful song as those gathered within celebrated the season of Christmas. Within this joyous home a large gathering of people had come together to celebrate with one another at this special time...they laughed and danced to spirited tunes in Geailge, playing upon the radio all while decorating the enormous tree in the heart of the massive room. As the music echoed around the merry revelers a pair of dark haired women came into the room carrying trays in their hands as they cautiously stepped around the various ornaments on the floor as they hollered out to the other celebrants.
"Who's ready for hot chocolate!" their voices sang out over the crowd and was met with many hearty cheers. Suddenly two pairs of hands whisked the trays away from the women and passed them off to someone else to hand out the steaming hot beverages to eager hands. With a squeal of laughter both women were wrapped up in the arms of their beloved husbands.
"Ah, sweet Bel, You should have called me in to help you with that. I can not have my two seoda lomhara (precious treasures)coming to any harm, now can I?" two large hands settled upon her swollen belly as his dark brown head rested upon her shoulder...his thick mustache tickled her cheek as he began to nuzzle his face against hers, making her green eyes twinkle in delight at the love she felt radiating off this man.
"Yes, mo chroi (my love). I agree with Bo about this. Belinda...Bel, neither of you two should toting anything heavy at all. If anything happened to you, we would be lost. You, Belinda, are my moon and my stars that guide my way in this darkness of life...lighting the way with the ailleacht (beauty) of your love, thus preventing me from stumbling along the way." the other man who had enveloped the other woman spoke in his deep lilt, words of such poetry to his own beloved...who was just as pregnant as the other woman. Hearing such love spill from their lovers lips warmed both of their hearts that no fire could ever duplicate inside. As if they were mirror images of each other, they both turned in their lovers arms to slip their own arms around those necks to pull down where lips found each other in that space. Sweet kisses and words of love filled the air around them, creating a intimate bubble around both sets of lovers....sheilding the sounds of music and laughter from their moment. It was the sound of a deep barreling shout that intruded into that cozy bubble and brought them back to their surroundings.
"Oye! Innocent eyes here! We know yeh four are still newly married, but get a room!" a big burly man with dark nut brown hair stood off to the side holding a woman with velvety black tresses and vibrant blue eyes in his arms, shouted at both couples with laughter in his own brown eyes.
