Severus Snape Fanfiction First book in the Arlyn Quinn series Arlyn Quinn was special; since the day she was born, she was magically inclined to a life-threatening point. Having no parents, she was put in foster care with several families until she became a student at Hogwarts. Now, after graduating from the wizarding school seven years ago, Arlyn returned as the new professor of Muggle Studies and co-teacher of the one and only Severus Snape. While faced with many new challenges; teaching two separate classes and dealing with the ever-moody Potions Master, she never expected her first year as a professor at Hogwarts to take a very unexpected turn. With sudden fame thrust upon her and an annoying ghost following her around, she began wondering what other secrets she might discover in the halls of Hogwarts at night. Could it have anything to do with her abnormal magical abilities? And could she trust her moody coworker with her discoveries? They keep bumping into each other quite a lot, after all...

After wandering Middle Earth for almost three centuries, Agarwaen, an elven outcast, gets roped into accompanying a dwarven company on a quest to reclaim their homeland, during which she must face her painful past. Will it end in more death, or will she find what she didn't even know she was looking for? This is a slow burn Thorin/OC story (cover art is not mine)

Corin Kane has never really found home. In all her 22 years, she moved from place to place, country to country, trying to belong. But when she finds her father, A Motorcycle Club President in Ireland, Corin realizes this may be the only place she feels at home. As Corin constantly butts heads with the ever-brooding Ripper, she wonders if this will be the place to settle down-and possibly love. Or will it be another bust on her long list of heartache?

Oakley Halston was the all american dream daughter, that is until she went Rogue, Or should I say, met Rogue.

Three months after Civil War, Bucky Barnes is forced out of his cryogenic state. The Avengers believe it's safe to hide him with Dakota Summers. Or so they think. Copyright © 2016 by Noelle N. Cover by @stereohearted.

Out of His League is now published by W by Wattpad Books! You can get your hands on the paperback or E-book edition from the following link: https:w.tt/3KjiExN You can now also read the entirety of the Wattpad Books Published edition on Wattpad or jump ahead to check out the Wattpad Original edition both as part of the Wattpad Originals. ***** After a spontaneous fling in Vegas with her favourite baseball player Gretchen Harper starts to wonder if one night can possibly turn into forever. ***** Gretchen Harper didn't expect to meet her favourite baseball player Joshua Malvern on her way to Vegas for a wine event, especially seeing as he's not headed there by choice. Having been sent down from the major leagues Joshua is worried about the future of his career but as they get to know each other over the course of one weekend there's no denying the fire between them burns hot. But they're from completely different worlds and their affair isn't meant to last. With his career up in the air and her job her primary focus can they find a way to round the bases towards love? Published by W by Wattpad Books - April 2022 [[Wattys 2019 Romance Winner]] [[word count: 70 000-80 000 words]]

Lothiriel is a Nymph from the forests of Eryn Vorn, Bilbo is a Hobbit from The Shire and Thorin and company have left behind their home, Erebor. Being unexpectedly roped into this intriguing adventure, Lothiriel is naturally taking in the adventure and the danger, unlike the unwilling Hobbit. Thorin on the other hand, although seemingly adrift to the two newcomers on his quest, accept their aid none the less. But what if all the adventuring comes at a cost? Or if something unexpected comes from this interesting adventure?

"Bofur was right; Mermaids can be cruel, aloof and unreliable. But teach her well and she can learn, treat her right and she could well save your life." The Company of Thorin Oakenshield stubble across one of the most unlikely of creatures. Alluring, rare and dangerous. But Thorin can't seem to keep the strange girl off his mind, and out of his heart. Thorin/OC

My following words of yore and spite may shock you to the very core. They acknowledge a fact known to few, and even less, known to heart. But please, by the whim of mind and patience of soul, I beseech you to listen all the clear. Tolkien's tale of Middle Earth has fallen from its original translation. His story of Thorin Oakenshield's company once bore truth, but fate was reconstructed in light of a prophecy: The girl born of flame, fostered by the dwarves, royal in her name, and her child's birth. She is the one and only protector of Middle Earth, guardian over Mordor, savior of our royal dwarf. Her knowledge will be countered by family's unknown survival, though fate will turn it right as in sacrifice of her royal line. It isn't just a story, but the Valar's greatest mistake; let the heavens toll loud to save Durin's sons After the war of the ring and the destruction of Sauron, the Valar decided to repeat the past, starting at the union of the company within a small hobbit hole in the typically quiet Shire. Why, you may ask, did they decide to do this? Originally, the Valar had ignored the prophecy stated above (as they had done in the past), allowing the Durin line to be exterminated by the Pale Orc, Azog. However, the reign of Dain and his heirs as they took Erebor's throne turned out to be heartless and cruel, unlike the intended fate of Erebor foretold. Therefore, the Valar decided to turn back the clock, 60 years, giving Gandalf the idea to invite the "girl of fire" to the meeting in Hobbiton. Indeed, this did bring about the intended fate of the Lonely Mountain as well as infinite happiness to the company of heroic dwarves. This is her story, as she sacrificed her line in saving Durin. Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story except for Erudian, Sidel, and Typhon as well as any events or dialogue I added. The remaining content is credited to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. All pictures belong to their respective owners

"The world was young, the mountains green, No stain yet on the Moon was seen, No words were laid on stream or stone When Durin woke and walked alone. He named the nameless hills and dells; He drank from yet untasted wells; He stooped and looked in Mirrormere, And saw a crown of stars appear." You could say Endor Baggins's life was the complete opposite of her uncle Bilbo's. Having grown up as the proper hobbit, with no "trouble in an adventurous spirit," she was highly praised by strangers and hobbits alike. That is, until her father and mother died in a tragic incident. The Shirefolk would forever blame shock for Endor's dramatic change, although she remembers the shift as the revelation of her true character. Indeed, whereas Bilbo transformed from adventurous to reserved, Endor moved from conservative to travel-frenzied. And her little brother of three years, Frodo, had no tether on her actions. After all, Bilbo was there to look after her sibling as she travelled the West for months at a time. With this change in spirit, it came as no surprise when she demanded to accompany her uncle in his visit to Erebor, thirty-three years after his departure from the Company. After all, it had been Bilbo whom she idolized: her courageous uncle who reclaimed a mountain from a dragon with a rogue band of dwarves. This was a simple visit to a distant land, yet the journey made a second hobbit into legend. And thus, her story begins when she took her first true step, from the Shire to the Lonely Mountain, hobbits to dwarves, past to future, and loneliness to love. DISCLAIMER: I don't own any of the characters in this story other than Endor Baggins, nor do I own the settings. These rights are reserved to J.R.R. Tolkien and Peter Jackson. I don't own the media I post, as they belong to their respective owners. I do not own the cover picture; it belongs to its respective owner(s). I don't own the "Song of Durin" lyrics above; they belong to Tolkien.