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.

Li Mei is more than a year younger than the youngest student currently attending Hogwarts, but the Headmaster believed she ought to attend anyway. What are only small spurts of unintentional magic for other witches and wizards are catastrophes for her, and the most recent catastrophe cost her parents their lives. Although normally bright and inquisitive, Li Mei has no current interest in learning magic, nor is she in any way skilled in using it. But when she does, the results tend to be astonishing. *Title from Mark Twain: Forgiveness is the fragrance the violet sheds on the heel that has crushed it.

Nelide is a highborn elf who has committed herself to being of the most use possible, and soon people begin to tell her she ought to challenge the prince Thranduil to spar to see which of them is the better fighter, as she is the best fighter in the Woodland Realm. Knowing of the prince's pride she refuses, but due to the prince's pride he insists. Their relationship is something of a battle, but neither would have it any other way. This is the story of their friendship, their life, their love, their hurts, their son, and the death that tore their galaxy apart.

What if Thranduil's family, and Elrond's, lived in a Moscow high-rise? What if each no longer commanded an army, but still fought the fight not everyone even knows exists? Moscow's police force is overworked and understaffed; the city's civilian population is exploding; crime-rates are expanding; and political neglect deepening. But with their cheerily relentless housekeeper to keep them all sane, with a little luck maybe they can keep their city safe. *For those of you who know Inladris from The Prince's Pretend Mother, you will understand why I couldn't bring her family to Russia without bringing her.

*WATTYS 2015 WINNER* A woman has been living with the corsairs for centuries, she could only see the outside world through a window. But when given an opportunity to escape and bring back a stolen treasure to Thranduil, her adventure begins by going to Mirkwood, now known as Eryn Lasgalen. Little did she know that the Great Forest will be her new home. Post War of the Ring AU story. I only own the original characters, and the plot I created. The rest belonged to the great JRR Tolkien. Cover by @IamRosieH ***Officially included in Wattpad @Fanfic J.R.R. Tolkien Universe Reading List*** ***@LOTRFanFicRec Featured Story for June 2015***

1rst Place Winner of Contest. I had an errand there: gathering water-lilies, green leaves and lilies white to please my pretty lady, the last ere the year's end to keep them from the winter, to flower by her pretty feet till the snows are melted. Each year at summer's end I go to find them for her, in a wide pool, deep and clear, far down the Withywindle; there they open first in spring and there they linger latest. By that pool long ago I found the River-daughter, fair young Goldberry sitting in the rushes. Sweet was her singing then, and her heart was beating! And that proved well for you-- for now I shall no longer go down deep again along the forest-water, not while the year is old. Nor shall I be passing Old Man Willow's house this side of spring-time, not till the merry spring, when the River-daughter dances down the withy-path to bathe in the water. Tom Bombadil on Goldberry, the River-Daughter

[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!)

Maeneth considered becoming Thranduil's personal seamstress after the death of her grandfather, her last blood relative, as her salvation. But as every Sindarin elf knows, the king is a very difficult person to deal with. Young Maeneth encounters obstacles that she will have to endure, such as the king's wrath and poor judgement, and including having the king fall in love with her. A ThranduilxOC fanfic. The title of this story is inspired by "Your Hands Are Cold", one of the songs from the Pride and Prejudice (2005) score, composed by Dario Marianelli, and performed by the English Chamber Orchestra and Jean Yves-Thibaudet. I thought the song could be the perfect theme for my story, and I recommend that you listen to it as you read! The story is set during the time after The Hobbit, and just before and during the LOTR era. Warning: this story contains a mild rape scene.