With the darkness brewing and only getting stronger as the years pass, it seems all hope is lost. The tragedy in Mirkwood was set to hold back the elves even more, but it only made them stronger. A couple of millennia after the incident, all seems well. For some unknown reason, the light gradually became brighter; or was this all a ruse? The darkness never truly rests; always on the move, but sometimes swifter, quieter... like the winds. Sometimes so strong that the birds struggle against them, but often so soft that it is nothing but a gentle breeze against your skin. Regardless, it is always there. The leaves rustle in its presence, but at some point, at least one has to flow against the wind. --- (I suck at summaries) A Lord of the Rings fanfiction. It's still a work in progress, but I've got the entire thing outlined so it's just a matter of me writing the chapters. I'm honestly excited for this, and I hope you all enjoy it!

Harry doesn't have much luck when it comes to foster families. With his mother stuck in a hospital and constantly being moved between families and his social worker, the life of the quiet and reserved Harry is not what any kid would want. Maybe this current family is what Harry has been waiting for.

Harry Styles is the smallest, youngest, and absolute cutest member of One Direction! Read about their lives with young, sweet Harry.

Loving Harry was as easy as breathing. Until Harry's lungs slowly started to fail. Trigger Warnings: -Major illnesses/disorders and other unpleasant medical things, unidentified disease, sadness, and so on. - Unhappy ending (Please don't even start reading it if you don't like sad books or sad endings, I promise you it's not a happy story and I don't want to upset anyone).

Harry Styles. He seems like your typical cheeky, charming, handsome 16 year old boy but he has a secret - one his babysitter, Louis Tomlinson, hopes he can fix.

I shuddered as his lips ghosted over my ear. "There really isn't a point in struggling love. You'll learn that soon enough, whether it be the easy way or the hard way, that's up to you." I tried to breathe at a steady rate as he continued. "You see, unluckily for you, I've taken a liking to you Harry. I want you. And in case there was any doubt in that curly little head of yours, yes, I always get what I want." What happens when the pastor's young, innocent son meets the town's alluring trouble maker? Their relationship may be one of sin but after all, the forbidden fruit does indeed taste the sweetest.