Aleanna always thought she was just a seamstress living in a small town south of Erebor. But when Thorin Oakenshield sweeps through town searching for work after Erebor's fall, she knows it's not the first time she's seen him. Nor would it be her last. ***This story was inspired by the scenes of young Thorin working as a smith in the towns of men. It takes place shortly after the dwarves' exile from Erebor, as they journey south through the Wilderlands east of Mirkwood then westward to Dunland. *****YIKES! IT IS NOW 12/20202 AND ALTHOUGH IT'S BEEN FOREVER SINCE I WROTE THIS HUMBLE FANFIC, THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR DISCOVERING IT AND READING IT! LOVE ALL YOUR COMMENTS!*****

"Tóso ómorfi," someone almost growled behind me. My heart jolted with shock in my chest as I shrieked and whirled around. An imposing man stood before me, his almost-black eyes full of desire. The sleek tuxedo he was wearing fitted the broad expanse of his torso like a second skin. His sun kissed complexion was without flaw and a shadow crept across the shape of his clean shaven jawline. I could smell the bittersweet musk of his aftershave from where I was standing. He was the human vessel of Adonis. In less than two steps, he had strode forwards until he was right in front of my face. I could not breathe. The air was as heavy as lead in my lungs. A second passed. He paused-I allowed the moment I had to recoil from him to dissipate around us-and he gripped my chin hard and pushed his mouth fiercely over mine. I was paralyzed and my mind raced. Why was he in the women's toilets? Frances Hayward is a journalist known for her ice queen demeanour-despite her popular articles discussing the do's and don'ts of romance as alter ego Valerie D'Voire. She is also cursed with the burden of keeping her emotions in check after an accident in her past. Ensuring her dormant state is natural for Frances, but tensions run high and remaining in control proves difficult when she meets Greek bachelor Mr Krieos.

**** THIS IS JUST A SAMPLE OF THE STORY NOW. ENJOYING THE CHASE IS BEING PUBLISHED SPRING 2014 SO I HAVE HAD TO REMOVE MOST OF IT FROM WATTPAD**** Nate Peters is a player. He has great friends, a great job, no responsibilities, no girlfriend and he LOVES it. He's never failed to get a girl in his life, that is until he meets Rosie. She's totally uninterested in him and he can't stand it, she dents his ego and he'll stop at nothing to win her. A Romance / Humour that will make you laugh, cry and scream in frustration! This is entered into the watty awards. WARNING DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE CURRENTLY READING NOTHING LEFT TO LOSE AS CHAPTER 1 CONTAINS A HUGE SPOILER FOR THE END OF NLTL!!!!

Elizabeth was forced to learn a lot of hard lessons in life after one accidental night of passion. Despite the consequences, she was a survivor. Six years later the resident bad boy now turned home town hero returns and he has his eyes set on one woman. Caught up in the mayhem, can Elizabeth keep from repeating some of the same mistakes from her youth? Or will other unforeseen forces interfere turning her world into one wild, chaotic nightmare. This is a re-make of "The Wildflower" one of my first stories. There will be some minor changes but the plot will remain the same.

Olivia Murray, a 29 year old successful attorney has had enough with her families intrusion on her personal love life. Mother, father and siblings included have all gone above and beyond the call of duty to try and get her hitched to a man. Just how far is Olivia willing to go to stop the incessant meddling? Will the strong independent woman that Olivia has come to be accept help when she needs it the most, when her own life is threatened and more importantly what will she do when something so much more fragile is put at risk, something like her heart?

A short Lucas North fanfic set sometime within his first 12 months back on the grid. It's Lucas North's birthday and it looks like he'll be spending the evening alone until he meets someone who helps to soothe his soul with music and dancing.

Lucas North, undercover on the Ski Patrol in the Swiss Alps, meets a saucy American snowboarder who teaches him a lesson he'll never forget. This is a Spooks/MI-5 fanfiction. A/U. Takes place roughly after Series 8.

Guy of Gisbourne, don't you just feel sorry for him? Feel free to comment and vote...