Quotes from the Lord of the Rings and The Hobbit movies and books as well as Pirates of the Caribbean.

Rosie likes to tell herself that being on the President's top 10 most dangerous individual's list is perfectly normal. She makes her living through phishing, not the kind that involves fish, the other kind. Well she does a little more than just email spam, either way her full time job is behind a computer screen. Her only friends are her brother, cousin, and Natasha Romanoff. She is a doer but when it comes to physical ability she is moaner. So when Natasha asks her to come help with the Avenger's Initiative, which involves other people, it isn't for her fanciful bulging muscles or amazing strength. Instead her amazing sense of style and witty dry humour... or maybe because of her extreme skill with technology. Whatever it is Rosie takes a leap, jumping from self-employment to a team and getting herself involved with a government agency.

Preferences for Thomas, Newt, Minho, Gally, and Alby girls! - discontinued -

Sequel to "My Name is Mariel." The Desolation of Smaug. The second part of Mariel's journey to Erebor, but this time, different things happen that what she was expecting.

A young, quiet, half elf girl named Mariel is chosen by Gandalf the Grey to accompany him, Thorin's company and a Hobbit named Bilbo Baggins to reclaim the dwarves homeland, Erebor. Mariel was planning on fighting in wars and killing a dragon. But was she planning on falling in love?

*Sequel to The Desolation of Smaug* : : Thorin buried his nails perilously within the earth, sapphires fixating on nothing but infinite dread, "Sorrow found me when I was young. Sorrow waited. Sorrow won." : : Fame. Songs. A kingdom of corpses. Their names too heavy within each other's mouths. What remains once the war is won? Shadows. Longing. Regret, regret, regret. What do we become in death? "She belongs to the future; to the winds of the west sea, and the candles in the hallway. She dances wildly with the spiders; sings with the turn of the stars, and cries amongst the earthquakes and ghostly thunderstorms - like those that sneak away in the night. She belongs to the fire; to the silver and the mist in the woods, to the snow and the silence, but not to me." © 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

"The Curse of the Black Pearl" told from the point of view of Eve Freeman Sparrow - feared pirate and lover of Captain Jack Sparrow. Also, thank you to Sadie Winehouse for the amazing cover on the first chapter :)

*Sequel to An Unexpected Journey* She could scale the walls sharper and quicker than any savior; like rivers and ferocity: she built her silence. They asked about her wings - she built them to fight: definite lonesome, no fear, no absolution. No blackened hearts; no good-for-nothing promises. Leave a girl to face the sleet, and she'll adapt to the chill of the snow. - A.M. Adapt, Evolve, Become Tell me the story of that resourceful man who was driven to wander far and wide; that screwed-up soul who reckoned a world full of strangers. The prodigal made in and out of iron, a kind that burns and brands your skin and bones; he blunts you: do not call him by name (for he never particularily liked himself, and therefore neither his name). So you call him a moses for the new saga, the lord whose kingdom never showed. In truth: there's a man who sits about the bar, with a growl like he's got a kid at home, but there's no home anymore. The empty-souled bison-man with a God for a father - with a haunt for nephews; you collapse and you stare, and he's fallen away before the moon is gone. A promise: alcohol smells like divine hilarity; sometimes you can hear the words in your skull, when your mind is dark and you remember that people are tragedies. Dwarves are pitiful Gods. - A.M. Odysseus Reimagined II (with own twist) © 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

*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