"Your dwarf breathes so loudly, we could have shot him in the dark," the tall figure who was most likely the head of the group, says smirking. I smile, he was very handsome. He stared at me for a minute then looked away. I had this strange feeling that we would get along well, very well in fact. -H A L D I R-

Hi! My name is Lady Freya. I am among the 10 companions making up the Fellowship of the Ring, as my uncle, Lord Elrond, put it. What will happen, when the others realize that shes not all a pretty face? That there's more to her than meets the eye...

Not only are there nine men in the fellowship this time, but a certain she-elf joins them on their quest. Amara is a mystery even to Legolas, she never speaks of her past, her family, or her life before the Fellowship. Is there more to this elf than meets the eye? And will Frodo and Sam destroy the One Ring before it is too late?

Belle is the last of her kind. She is the 700 year old product of a elf/forshadower and a vampire/mortal. There is a secret about her family that no one really remembers but her sister. She has lived alone in the woods for over 400 years. With no one to help her understand what it's like to be different. Will this ever change, will she figure out what the secret is before it's too late? And is there really one one ring? A Legolas Greenleaf love story.