A tragic poem dedicated to Celebrian, Elrond and the rest of the Peredhel family! REVISED! I've added more and taken away, and improved it!!!! PLEASE READ!

What might have taken place between the Abhorred one and the Herald that would have made Sauron repent his deeds? What was the real reason? (Just my take on what happened between Sauron and Eönwë after the War of Wrath. No slash. Characters are most likely OC. Title from the Linkin Park song.)

Book I of the 'To Live Again' Saga In the modern world Clara Riley experiences a life changing event...death! Usually this means the end of living, but this quirky art student gets the shock of her life when she wakes up in Greenwood the Great...when she should be dead...and not in a fictional world? Meanwhile in the Second Age of Arda - an Elven Prince returns from fateful battles horrendously scarred, both inside and out. But not all of Prince Thranduil's scars are battle worn - his heart has long since abandoned any hope of redemption. But not all hope is lost, at least not in the eyes of a young elfling. Legolas is determined to reach his Ada, and he is especially sure his new friend Clara can assist...after all he did pray to the great Illuvatar to send him some help! *AU - new spin on 'girl-falls-into-ME' genre* **Part of the Official Wattpad LOTR fanfic Reading List & Fic Recs** **Part of the Official-Visible Reading List for Wattpad** ***TOP TEN in FANDOM Winner2015*** ***RBLS Popular Choice Winner2016***

An account of the last days of the ElvenQueen. Lairiel of Lorien was a Telerian elleth, and guardian of the Valar's creation. A chance encounter, on a political exchange to Greenwood, has her fate entwined with that of the Great Forest - she chose Oropher's son. She is Thranduil's most beloved treasure, and the light of the people she so readily embraced. But, as Greenwood falls into darkness even the King and his Queen are not immune to the evil of Sauron. ***Note: I wrote this story ten years ago, and I'm keeping it very much to its original form and plot. Therefore this is not a Gundabad story, nor a dragon fire plot. It is not influenced by the hobbit movies. It was how I imagined the tragedy of the ElvenKing, and was my very first fanfiction*** ***Disclaimer: All recognisable characters belong to the master Tolkien. Without him we would never have had such wonderful freedom of imagination. Lairiel and Ellenya are my own beloved OCs, their stories do belong entirely to me.***

When Juliet Weasley tells people who her parents are, they can hardly believe their ears. All of the Weasley's have red hair, freckles, and belong to Gryffindor House, right? Wrong. When Juliet was sorted into Slytherin in her first year at Hogwarts, her parents practically disowned her, her twin brother Ron and the rest of her siblings refused to acknowledge her presence when in public. Because of this, Juliet swore that she would succeed in everything she did and prove her worth to them. 5 years on, Juliet is the top of her class and adored by her Slytherin classmates. Seeker on the Slytherin Quidditch Team and protégée of Severus Snape, it appears that Slytherin House has found a new star. However when handsome yet notorious bad boy Draco Malfoy comes into the picture, Juliet can't help but fall for him. With the guilt of her secret relationship and the secret that she's keeping from Draco and the rest of Slytherin - her membership in Dumbledore's Army, - Juliet's dancing on thin ice, and with the smallest crack, her world could come tumbling down.

The Hobbits belong to none other then J.R.R. Tolkien, Warner Brothers and Peter Jackson. This story is not based on any facts, only on my imagination. Did you ever want to know how hobbit's courted each other? (Or different races) Find out here by opening the book! BUT FIRST! Get yourself a nice cup of thea, or coffee, and sit back in a relaxing chair. Make sure to eat a meal at least six times a day and get ready for this Hobbit tale.

The dwarfs in this book belong to no other then J.R.R. Tolkien, Warner Brothers and Peter Jackson. This book is not based on facts but purely on my imagination. Have you ever wondered how dwarfs court? Just read this book and you may find out the answer. But only dwarfs are allowed to read it! You want to know what happens to you if you're not a dwarf and you still read this book? Find out by opening it...

Join Sivien as she attempts the impossible: escape from a torturous thralldom in the Iron Prison, Angband. A Silmarillion fanfiction.

Being a king is hard. Raising a son is hard. Living with eternal grief is hard. King Thranduil is just trying to keep his kingdom running and his son safe when an elf is found with orcs at the border of Greenwood. Who could this mysterious elf truly be? But then the elf he rescued in the forest grows closer to Legolas, and Thranduil can not help but enjoy her company as well. Darkness descends over the forest, all because of this one elf. When lives are threatened, Thranduil must make a choice: his kingdom or his heart. 12/14/21- y'all I wrote this in high school and I kinda want to go through it again and do a bunch of editing. Some of my writing makes me cringe and what are we here for if not improvement. That being said, this story will change starting today probably and if you're in the middle of it, hopefully I don't confuse details or timelines for you. If you've already read it once and just felt like you had to read it again, maybe it will provide some new enjoyment. Who knows? Maybe I'll actually finish some other stuff I have on here.