Charlotte Wright is living in the modern world when a stranger mysteriously appears on her lawn. Rated M to be on the safe side.

((First published and started in my Quotev account I'm bringing this story here in hopes of freshening it up and maybe bringing it back to life and maybe even finishing it one day)) {{ PS!!! The art used in the cover is not mine! If anyone has any idea who's it is please do link me and I will ask for a permission. Otherwise I will be changing it}} ~~Short synopsis~~ After a failed wedding ceremony as your groom had not shown to the ceremony you came running out of the church and straight in a near by abandoned park where you spent a night sleeping under a rather large oak tree that quite well stood out in the park. What you came to be at the morning you wake is not in the least what you expected.

Thranduil is often seen as a cold, hard, uncaring elf who is incapable of feeling love. In reality, he is broken inside from the loss of his wife, and never learned to deal with it properly, burying his emotions deep within himself and not allowing himself to feel anything at all. When he finds a girl with remarkable abilities, will she be able to heal his wounds? Will he learn to have faith in others again? I do not lay claim to any of J.R.R Tolkien or Peter Jackson's work, the only things I own are the parts of the storyline that I created and the characters I created.

Nunca es tarde para volver a creer en aquello que se nos fue arrebatado. El regreso de un recuerdo intenta devolver al corazón del rey Thranduil aquello que le fue robado, en tanto la guerra del anillo único se acerca sin descanso.

La era elfica finalizaba, con la cuarta edad del sol comienza entonces la era del dominio de los hombres, por lo que los elfos y demás criaturas privilegiadas partirán hacia las tierras imperecederas. Dejando atrás una multitud de recuerdos y experiencias en la tierra media que fuese su hogar por miles de años; hay un aire a tristeza pero también a emoción, los cambios resultan buenos, son inicios de vida, de sueños. Sin embargo, siempre nos aferramos a algún objeto, a una representación de lo que un día vivimos y que anhelamos, pero se ha ido. Ese recuerdo que da calidez al corazón, que nos hace sentir vivos de nuevo. Simplemente hay sentimientos que no podemos dejar atras aun cuando un nuevo comienzo signifique la oportunidad de limpiarnos y redimirnos, no importa si eres un rey o un simple esclavo, los recuerdos de la vida hermosa pasada siempre vendrán y harán temblar el corazón. Esta es precisamente la historia de un rey,.... no,la historia que le pertenece a un rey cuando aun no soportaba el peso de su corona.

Being a king is hard. Raising a son is hard. Living with eternal grief is hard. King Thranduil is just trying to keep his kingdom running and his son safe when an elf is found with orcs at the border of Greenwood. Who could this mysterious elf truly be? But then the elf he rescued in the forest grows closer to Legolas, and Thranduil can not help but enjoy her company as well. Darkness descends over the forest, all because of this one elf. When lives are threatened, Thranduil must make a choice: his kingdom or his heart. 12/14/21- y'all I wrote this in high school and I kinda want to go through it again and do a bunch of editing. Some of my writing makes me cringe and what are we here for if not improvement. That being said, this story will change starting today probably and if you're in the middle of it, hopefully I don't confuse details or timelines for you. If you've already read it once and just felt like you had to read it again, maybe it will provide some new enjoyment. Who knows? Maybe I'll actually finish some other stuff I have on here.

When you hear the call you have no choice but to answer... Read with caution. This is the first thing I've ever written and it is in my opinion not the best I've written however if you are a thranduil fan this is hopefully something fun to read :)) - Julie

She'd learned to run she had to, she ran to survive, being an outcast was all she knew and now she needs to protect the only person she cares about, her daughter but Faelia never knew she would end up meeting the King and maybe even fall for him... Thranduil always knew he needed to find a mother for Legolas, he never knew she would be the most aggravating person he knew and above that an outcast...

Your the youngest daughter of Lord Elrond, who is invited to the feast of Starlight as a sign of goodwill with your family by Thranduil. You are around 2000 years old when you are invited to this feast (It was around 120 years after the first war of the ring). You start talking to Thranduil and grow close, sharing interests and ideas with each other, before you knew it you had grown very close to the Woodland king. Thranduil at this point is younger and more open hearted and happier, but when you disappear his heart freezes up

A girl gets literally dropped into world not of her own only to soon find out she knows exactly where she is. But how is it possible? Stories aren't real! Movies made from those stories even less real! a fanfiction inspired by a tiktok.