(FIRST BOOK) She is older than most. She was feared. She was a queen. One people believed to be dead. For ages she was never seen. Until a certain wizard requested her company. Come read as she embarks on a journey to bring back the dwarves home and quite possible others homes as well. (I don't not own anything other than my characters and plot)

One night, Thranduil hears screams of pain and agony. He follows the sound and finds himself in a little village made from tents. The screams come from a girl, called Daenerys Stormborn Targaryen. During the little time they spent together, love grows in both of them, but they don't realise the other feels the same. Unfortunately, they will have to part. Will destiny bring them together or just bad luck? Book one of the series: The importance of being loved For the Game of Thrones fans that read this, I changed the last part of the series. Don't hate me for it. It's just an idea that popped up, but let me know if I say something extremely wrong (same for the Lord of the Rings and the Hobbit fans). If somebody has tips, I would love to get some feedback, because this is my first work

She had returned, long had the elves foreseen her ever growing threat. Her kingdom was at full strength yet again. Elves and Men had betrayed and back stabbed her too many times for them to leave her mind. She moved the pieces of the puzzle slowly together. But alone man stop her from moving the last pieces. He always stood in the way, of reaching the land of fire and ash. She pledge to burn everything that stood in her way like the fires of Mount Doom. Sauron shall fall. LORD OF THE RINGS FANFICTION! THE BOOK INCLUDES ALL MOVIES!

How she still looked majestic, despite the scars on her face and hands was questionable. Why the elleth was in Rohan and where she disappeared to from time to time was a mystery. I do not have any copy right claims regarding the original books or movies this fanfiction is based on and I do not make any money from this content. It is simply meant as entertainment for the fanbase of middleearth and Tolkien's work. Still I do take immense pride in my hard work and would therefore prefer to have it only be called MY WORK and not stolen by other artists and republished on this or other fanbase websites without my consent or knowledge. Therefore I ask of you, dear reader, to please inform me if this or any other of my pieces have appeared on other websites you may have visited since I exclusively provide my content on Wattpad and have yet to allow anybody to copy my stories and repost them elsewhere. Thank you for your help in advance. The pictures I provide you with to underline the story are either fantastic pieces by talented artists, snippets from the movies or drawn by myself. Only the hand drawn pictures, 2 of them, are my own work and I do not take any credit for the other pieces. If you want to find pictures such as those I used, you can find them best under fantasy photography on Google. Yours truly, Miss_Little_Fool Edited to erase any grammar mishaps: 23.Dec.2019 Also: The elvish translations are provided through me with the help of the 'Elvish dictionary' by W. Krege, Klett-cotta. If you are interested in learning elvish I'd much recomend this books as it not only contains vocabulary content in both Sindarin and Quenya (Old and new elvish) but also great guidelines and helpers about Grammar. I shall put the ISBN here as well, but just so you know, it is the german version, meaning I make it 10 times worse for myself by translating my sentences from German to english to German to Elvish. ISBN 978-3-608-93919-4

This story contains mature content/sexual scenes due to the nature of the plot. ----- It had been many years since the King had thought about taking another to his bed. He suffered many long, lonely nights without his beloved Queen until, after his son leaves him, he cannot handle the silence and he finds himself seeking something in the arms of another. When Eirien finds herself summoned to the King's chambers out of the blue, she is more than a little confused, but finds herself more than happy to serve her King despite the cost to herself. The biggest rule the King has for this arrangement is to not fall in love with him and it seems such an easy thing to just agree. The Queen may be dead and gone but they are still married and he will always love her, always be bound to her and Eirien knows this... but the more time she spends in his company, the more she gets to actually know him, the more she begins to realise that she has already fallen too deep. As time continues to pass and Mirkwood continues to darken, the threat of Mordor creeping ever closer, Eirien finds herself at a complete loss. If she confesses, she will lose him for good, but if she keeps quiet, she will only further torment her already broken heart.

"If the world sees me only as a beast destined to bring about their demise, what purpose is there in trying to be anything more?" With her choice, a new age can begin, And the Dragonborn's power can be used to win. But beware, all who hear this prophecy's call, For the Dragonborn's rise will bring the world's fall. [BOOK 2] : In a world teetering on the brink of darkness, Anaynah steps into a new chapter of her journey as she joins the Fellowship of the Ring. Haunted by grief and the shadows of her past, she must navigate the treacherous paths of love and loss while confronting the legacy of her predecessor. With every choice she makes, Anaynah inches closer to fulfilling her prophecy that looms over her like a shadow. What will happen when she confronts the spectre of her past? As the pain of loss weighs heavily on her, will she embrace the darkness or find the strength to resist it? In the heart of the fellowship, where loyalty is tested and sacrifices are demanded, what will happen when her predecessor's torment pushes her to the brink? In this epic tale of loyalty and sacrifice, Anaynah must fight not only for Middle-earth but for the purity of her own soul. Will she embrace her true self or surrender to the encroaching darkness? Will she ultimately succumb to the shadows, or can she carve out a destiny free from despair? A choice to be made; to put aside the ranger and Acsend to the Dragonborn she was destined to be. [Book 2] Updates Every Weekend -I do not own The Hobbit or Lord of the Rings. I only own added themes and characters outside of the work of Tolkien-

~ The sequel to "Daughter of Beorn" has been released! Check it out! It's called "The Skin-Changer Prophecy." ~ Gandalf looked down at the small child partially hidden behind the skin-changer's legs. Her green eyes sparkled as she tossed a small pebble at the stranger's feet before giggling. The mischevious little one then toddled off a bit to chase a butterfly that had caught her attention. "She cannot stay here." Beorn said. "It is unsafe for a child. I do not want her to... be exposed. To my other form." "You seem to forget that she is your daughter." The wizard replied, shifting as a small breeze came through the forest. "And I am not trained in the art of raising children." The two men momentarily turned their gazes back to young Kyja, who was too occupied following the winged insect. Compassion soon struck the wizard's heart. "Yet... there is someone that could care for her. He is an odd fellow, relates more to animals than any other living creature- but he is genuinely kind, and will be able to assist Kyja in the following years. Radagast the Brown is his name." And so, the journey begins. Far into adulthood, Kyja is introduced to a completely new world when Gandalf proposes an offer- to join a band of dwarves to help them save their homeland. Haunted by past memories and scars, the skin-changer is forced to come to terms with her own history while accepting the new fate she has been given. Humility, love, and sacrifice are only some of the lessons learned in: Daughter of Beorn. ~ All ideas, concepts, and plot lines pertaining to The Hobbit all belong to J.R.R. Tolkien. Nevertheless, the creation of Kyja and any additional characters not in the original piece are mine. The cover photo is not mine. ~

People say that death is not the end. For Evelyn, it's not. After battling cancer for almost four years, death is something that this nineteen year old girl welcomes with ease. She prays that she will get the peace and happiness she's been longing for once she passes on from this world. Legolas is the Prince of Mirkwood. He seems perfectly normal to everyone around him, but he has a secret. For the last three or fours years, the prince has been having strange dreams about a mysterious young woman. Normally, he would not worry about a few silly dreams, but when he's in the dreams, they feel so real, like memories... or are they visions of the future?

A shadow lies on Thranduil and his forest, and only a power stronger than the darkness of old can save them. Grief and loss have turned him into a king with a heart of ice, and if he is ever to find redemption, the chains of guilt and remorse holding him captive, must be broken. But he is running out of time, and if he fails, the Woodland Realm with fall with him. When Anna, a mere human, finds herself at his mercy and he mysteriously chooses to keep her alive, she is faced with a choice: heal his broken heart or find her way home; a decision that might tear her apart or make her whole again. A tale of bittersweet love, sacrifice, and the search for absolution. ---------- Thranduil x OC set during the Hobbit timeline Angsty romance with a fair amount of drama and an eventual happy ending. Completed with approx. 218k words ------------ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Tolkien's Middle-earth. I do not make any money with this. This is purely for entertainment. The original characters (OC), as well as the plot, are mine!

When Sauron held the ring of power, the father of the little Aelinor was his ally, an elf. he failed in a mission and the price to pay was high: he stabbed the little girl in her sleep by placing a piece of the ring inside her heart so that if the ring was destroyed...Aelinor would be destined to die, only true love would save her. Every trace of that child's head was completely eliminated and left on the edge of Mirkwood. Her heart beat to the rhythm of the forest, and in her veins flowed an ancient power, tied to the sap of the trees and the breath of the wind. Legolas, son of Thranduil, Prince of that sylvan kingdom, met Aelinor in the days of his youth. In her Legolas found a love that no royal lesson had taught him, a strength that he could not dominate or understand. There came a dark day, when the forces of Dol Guldur moved in the shadows and Thranduil, in all haste, sent a band of guards south, with Legolas and young Tauriel in tow. It was not the prince's choice, but the king's command. In his hasty farewell, Legolas took Aelinor's hands and swore. Then, one evening like so many others, a figure returned to Thranduil's palace. But what he saw was Tauriel, beside Legolas, their hands intertwined, their gazes close, filled with unspoken words. Too close. Too late. She turned... and was gone. Neither the elf nor the creatures of the forest knew where she had gone. Centuries passed. Now, the Shadow of Sauron rises from Mordor and the whole world trembles. The free races seek allies and the few pure hearts left gather in the Council of Elrond. And it is there, on a day full of omens, that two gazes meet after centuries of silence. 27/06/2025 52 #ring 27/06/2025 139 #elf 01/09/2025 245 #elves 01/09/2025 128 #lordoftherings 13/06/2025 238 #legolas 01/09/2025 1 #fellowship 01/09/2025 187 #lotr 22/06/2025 28 #legolasgreenleaf 13/06/2025 50 #lotrfanfiction 27/06/2025 3 #legolaslovestory 27/06/2025 27 #legolasfanfiction