Charlotte Wright is living in the modern world when a stranger mysteriously appears on her lawn. Rated M to be on the safe side.

^^The cover picture is from weheartit.com This is a story based on a Tumblr request I received asking if I would write a Thranduil story based on "Beauty and the Beast." It is a reader insert! It deviates a bit from the original story. I do not own any Hobbit characters. They belong to J.R.R Tolkien. Characters I do own: Genyc Cellyn Calilmal Elebridith (I will be updating this list as I write) I use http://www.arwen-undomiel.com/elvish/phrases.html for the Elvish translations.

Thranduil Imagine: Unexpected. All rights to characters, environments and story-lines go to the respective parties unless they are my own. Cover art credit: WisesnailArt Chapter art credit: evankart.tumblr.com Contact for requests: imaginemiddleearth@gmail.com

//rewrite and continuation in progress A tale about an Elven King, and the silly little human he falls for.

A prophecy will come to fulfillment. A cursed race of elves exists in the desolate places of middle earth. Loriel has always had an interest in Mirkwood. The cold king that lives in isolation there in particular. She has fought in the war of the ring. She now volleys for the alliances and acceptance of other races. When she is asked to visit Mirkwood and give the king time to decide if her race is worthy of allegiance. She shares a long history with the king of Mirkwood. Can Thranduil accept her cursed self? Can she learn to trust the man she has loved for so long?(M for later chapters and violence)

"You see, yes I loved your mother, but she wasn't my choice, she was my parents choice not mine. I married her right after your grandfather died, because it was his soul dying wish. Of course, I fell in love with her over time, and then when I lost her I was heart broken, but it's not the kind of feeling I feel now. I was angry and resentful because she died and I had no one. I felt I was all alone in this world. I was lonely, I admit that, and continued to be through the years. I wore my loneliness behind a mask for many years. But then I met her I felt something new, something I never really felt for your mother. But what made it even more special this time was that, she was my choice."

She was the age of 32 in human years when the orcs invaded. It was the middle of the night, they came out of nowhere, killing all in their path. Their men got ready, they won but lost many. Including their King. She would never forget that night when it all happened. Her mother died of a broken heart as she tried to hang on for her but wasn't able to. She would kill every orc that would cross her path or her kingdom. No mercy. She forgave her father the day he died. She forbid the whole kingdom to talk about her parents or that day. That day when her parents died and the day she became the queen. She is Queen Miriel Estelmist of Menel, the High Heavens and she is and will be forever alone. Will anyone change her? Or will they break her? This is my first Thranduil Fanfic, I have never written a romance fanfic or story before so I want to try it. This will have slow updates because I am still trying to figure out how this story goes. I do not own any characters but my own.

Emma Fields led a happy life. She had her fiancee, her books, her forest.. but it all fell to pieces when she found that her fiancee was cheating. In want of solitude, she climbed a tree, and fell. When she wakes up, she is faced with an uppity Elvenking with seemingly no resemblance to a heart. Her mission, should she choose to accept it; Annoy the heck out of him. Thranduil/OC

Caladhiel had been born in the Northern Mountains of Middle Earth. She'd always been hot headed, passionate and brave. Her father was the leader of their clan and they were the elves that protected the North. On a faithful battle her home was destroyed by the Orcs and she was the only surviver of her clan. She was found by Galadriel, almost dying and she took her under her care and protection. Caladhiel was moved to Rivendell and was put under Elrond's care, he taught her how to behave in court, how to address herself to nobles and most important of all how to be a proper lady suitable for marriage. Causing far too much trouble for Elrond in Rivendell the young elven princess of the North is moved to Mirkwood in order to be taught how to behave and leave her warrior ways behind. Caladhiel hates being told what to do but as soon as her eyes catch the Elven King's her world is about to be turned upside down.

Thranduil's face loomed closer as he leaned down. Their eyes were locked, and Alina saw his darken almost imperceptibly with unknown emotions. Noses brushing again, her eyes closed and she instinctively tilted her head up to him. His cool breath fanned her face, and her heart quickened. "Don't be afraid to ask for help, my dear." Startled, Alina's eyes flew open, only to see Thranduil, a smirk on his face and the baskets in his hands. His eyes gleamed with laughter as he turned to walk away, leaving Alina with a burning face and a racing pulse. Alina is a normal college student on her first study abroad course when something goes horribly wrong. She finds herself immersed in the world of elves and drawn to their cold-hearted leader. Is his heart to cold for her to melt or is there hope?