It is Yule, and yet King Théoden has a trouble on his soul. Can the shells of sorrow be melted by a good heart, two small gifts, and the magic of Yuletide?

Boom. Boom. Boom. The earth crackled and shook like the thunder in the heavens had pelted the earth with its voice. Doom. Doom. Doom. What if Samwise Gamgee never existed? Would the Fellowship still have triumphed? Undoubtably, not.

They are Silvan and they are dangerous. Travelling to Imladris on a mission for Thranduil, Legolas, or Taú, leads his group under the guise of a simple captain. Cultural differences and age-old prejudice will arise, and the Noldor's perception of the Silvan people will drastically change - but will it be for good or bad? Imladris prepares for uncouth wood-elves...

Perhaps the best of tales are the ones that might have been. The ones that delve into the depths of lore and grasp something unexpected, something that should've remained hidden for all time. Perhaps the tales left unexplored are the ones that need to be told the most. "I'm enchanted! I don't think I have read another story quite like this that is this authentically elvish... It is a true treasure on here!" ~Aiwren "I'm enjoying this! Your style is very fitting. Well done!" ~ EpicRedpenn "Wonderfully penned. I cannot express how much I love your work, it's like reading an undiscovered chapter of Tolkien, even. I can't wait for more!" ~Dreamescape07 "Indeed, most tales of Middle Earth do not come from an Elf's eyes. Yes, they do see all, and that is the pity of it. If you look into an elf's eyes, you will see Time itself. Pools of memory, lakes of sorrow and springs of joy. The elves are where sorrow and joy meet. Perhaps that is why they are so intriguing. " - Susanna Chattaway

[A Wattpad FEATURED story!] She's been King Thranduil's close friend for a long time. But when a shocking rumor about his past comes to light, it shakes her entire world. How well does she really know him? With the threat of war and an uncertain future for the Woodland Realm, her comfortable life is changing forever, and so are her feelings for her friend. A story about second chances with eventual romance. Set during the events of the Lord of the Rings. Thranduil/OC Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Tolkien except for my characters. A/N: It was before Christmas 2014 when I first watched BBC's Emma with Romola Garai (wonderful, by the way - watch it if you haven't). A few days later I went to see The Hobbit BOTFA on its opening night. It was during a car trip from a family Christmas party when I came up with idea for this story. And while it doesn't follow the Jane Austen classic completely (Thranduil is no Mr. Knightley!), it was certainly inspired by it. I enjoyed the challenge. Check out the FB page for the story: facebook.com/StarsofVardafanpage/ (thanks to @MaggieShivers for creating it and running it!)

Before Frodo's journey began, the shadows had already returned... Sauron, the Dark Lord of Mordor, has risen once more-his power spreading far beyond the black land and into the wild North. There, the Witch-King of Angmar stirs old terrors, unleashing a forgotten enemy upon the remnants of Númenor's proudest line. The Dúnedain, last of the kings of men, stand on the brink of extinction. And only one stands in the way. Gerithor, a nineteen-year-old ranger burdened with a legacy he barely understands, must rise to meet a threat older and darker than he's ever known. As war looms and allies falter, his choices will echo across the age-and shape the world to come. Set two decades before The Fellowship of the Ring, this untold chapter of Middle-earth weaves into the vast tapestry of the War of the Ring. Come now, and hear the tale of Gerithor, Lastborn of the Dúnedain... **No copyright infringement intended** CURRENTLY EDITING (Highest rank: #11 in Ranger)

After leaving Lothlorien, the Fellowship of the Ring continue their journey to Mordor to destroy the One Ring. But when the Fellowship is betrayed and the Ring is stolen, everything they are fighting for is threatened. Now the Fellowship is scattered and the Ring is nearing the hand of the enemy. Loyalties will be tested, and some secrets that were meant to be kept hidden will be revealed. All of it stands on the edge of a knife. Cover by Stars_Alight

When the queen of Mirkwood unexpectedly dies Thanduil is left without a wife, but more importantly his son is left without a mother. The king knows he cannot fill the ruins left by a dead mother so he appoints another woman to take her place, to look after his son when he cannot, and to give him the warmth he no longer feels himself. Inladris is a highborn elf who did not expect this responsibility to be thrust upon her, but she accepts it with aplomb and does her best to not only raise a prince but to give the king a friend she suspects he doesn't realize he needs. This is the story of their peculiar friendship through grief, and how two opposites may or may not successfully raise a child. *This is not a romance.

Featured on Wattpad's @fanfic Lord of the Rings reading list! The Herald of Gil-Galad is frustrated by the King's blindness to the plight of the Men of Númenor. Celebrían loves Elrond with all her heart. Naergonel fears his coming death. The Second Age draws to a climatic end, and the Third begins, with unresolved problems. Love, war, hate, peace, Elrond and Celebrían are willing to face them all, but with the advent of their greatest trial, will hope remain? Please note: All characters belong to JRR Tolkien. This is a fanfiction, intended purely for personal enjoyment. The appropriateness of some chapters for younger children is debatable, as there are some very mature, adult themes, and for this reason the story is rated PG13. Here's what readers have to say: "Beautiful..." - Stars_Alight "... It was magnificent..." -SisterhoodOfTheNerds "This book seems extremely promising. The way it is written is better than some published books..." -KnightoftheRealm Please check out my other Elrond/Celebrían fanfic that is much better, Visions of Sunset! Better yet, check out my best fanfic yet, Starlight and Rainfall (the same pairing... what can I say?)