*This story is under editing* He was Earthly; she was Aerial. He was made of clay and iron, his mind was blood and gold; she was made of fire and dreaming, despite her shadows running cold. Two, of a different kin; their minds so devoured in hate, though thy hearts dwelling in love brighter than the sun, stronger than any metal nameable. His temper was like a bison, her silhouette was like the sea. He was a storm, whilst she was the rain, and together they will tame the elements' natural spring and create the colors across the sky. A world beyond theirs. Their souls were forged athwart the planets within ice and fire, and together they shall inherit the stars. All their darlings, death shall doom. Though, how terrible it is to love another that death can touch. Fair was she who enchanted the King. © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact nellsaan on Wattpad.com

| HIGHEST RANKING: #1 in Warcraft | 17 years after the death of King Llane, Commander Anduin Lothar is still sworn to protect Azeroth from orc invasions and supporting the new King of Stormwind Varian Wrynn. While in the Horde, Garona has earn her place as the warchief and gives birth to a beautiful daughter name Lijah. When Garona suspects that Gul'dan will destroy Stormwind soon, she sends Lijah to warn her father about the invasion. As the two races faces each other, leader from each side has decide between war or work together to defeat their common enemies. I do not own any characters other than Lijah, all the other characters belong to Blizzard :)

COMPLETED: Since Gianna was 10 years old, she has dreamt of a mysterious forest realm known as Greenwood the Great. She and young elf Faewyn soon become fast friends, playing amongst the trees in innocence. But as she gets older, things, as things do, begin to change... Tangled in the erratic webs of time, she not only finds herself increasingly endangered during her irregular visits, but with time running out, an escalating relationship with a certain woodland Prince may threaten to tear her apart. Copyright © 2013-17 I do not own any LOtR characters, only my own ideas and personages. Please do not steal any of my words or ideas. That would be plagiarism and that would be bad.

Artemis is Smaug's daughter. Cursed to be human by day and a monster of a Dragon by night. She is cursed until Erebor would be rightfully taken back by the true host of the dwarves and until she would be forgiven by the line of Durin. When she joins Gandalf at a meeting at the Shire, what happens when she gets a little more than she bargined for......

He was coming back. It had been more than one hundred years since the holocaust at Erebor, more than one hundred years since she had spoken his name aloud. "Thorin," she whispered to the wind. She looked westward, able to just make out the stark pillar that was the Lonely Mountain. Did he really believe the portends? Could he possibly think he would find the legendary riches of Erebor unprotected? After all these years, would he listen to any warning? Though unsure he would even recall her name, she knew she would find no rest until she, at least, tried to tell him. One last time to the Lonely Mountain, this time not to charm the prince but to try and save a king.

Thranduil Elven king of Mirkwood finds a trespassor in his kingdom. Has an ancient and deadly race of creatures finally come our of hiding? Who or what has dared entered his domain? What happens when he meets someone who doesnt fear him? Can this shapeshifter stay a step ahead of such an old and powerful elf? Can she and her people finally step out of the shadows? Can Thranduil learn that to respect such a worthy adversary? (M for later chapters)

“I don’t know why you have to come or what you have to say but I know it’s not good,” she laughed teasingly. I raised my eyebrow and smiled, “You are right in thinking so. But this is your choice to make; I have a quest in mind which will require your…..skills,” I chose carefully nodding towards her wings. She shifted in her seat uncomfortably before sighing loudly, “I will come.” Standing up I brought her closer and whispered, “You must be sure of this. Your father is against my coming but I believe you will make up your mind.” Nodding her head she held out her arm and replied, “My skills are of your use.” Hyril has always been an outsider, different from her kin; locked away by her father and kept a secret from the rest of the world. But when she meets a dwarf dressed in midnight blue it seems her whole world opens up at her feet.....

Elrond misses Celebrìan and reflects on her capture as Thorin and Company leave Rivendell.

A prophecy will come to fulfillment. A cursed race of elves exists in the desolate places of middle earth. Loriel has always had an interest in Mirkwood. The cold king that lives in isolation there in particular. She has fought in the war of the ring. She now volleys for the alliances and acceptance of other races. When she is asked to visit Mirkwood and give the king time to decide if her race is worthy of allegiance. She shares a long history with the king of Mirkwood. Can Thranduil accept her cursed self? Can she learn to trust the man she has loved for so long?(M for later chapters and violence)

While at his cousin Dains, Thorin finds a Broken witch in his dungeons. She tells him that he needs her for his journey to be successful. She joins the company, adding perils and defeating some, all while trying to cling to her own sanity.