Prequel to The Edge of a Knife No lands are safe. Nothing is safe. The elves of Mirkwood struggle to keep their darkening lands shielded from peril. As Legolas, the youngest son of Thranduil sets out in hopes of aiding his older brother in driving back the consuming shadows. A simple, yet life changing twist. War secretly approaches. Darkness creeps up on all lands; slithering across slyly, whipping mercilessly at sweet tendrils of light and hope. A hidden force, one that has been carelessly overlooked, threatens to take more than just Legolas' life; but turn it into a living nightmare. The once lighthearted and gentle Prince must fight the overpowering darkness that forcefully claims his whole being. If he should fail, he will fade.

After leaving Lothlorien, the Fellowship of the Ring continue their journey to Mordor to destroy the One Ring. But when the Fellowship is betrayed and the Ring is stolen, everything they are fighting for is threatened. Now the Fellowship is scattered and the Ring is nearing the hand of the enemy. Loyalties will be tested, and some secrets that were meant to be kept hidden will be revealed. All of it stands on the edge of a knife. Cover by Stars_Alight

Sauron has returned to Middle Earth. His power is complete with the one ring. As his power spreads over Middle Earth. He continually searches for Isildur's heir, who is the one being he fears. But Aragorn and his people have vanished. The free people of Middle Earth have been enslaved. Those who could have stopped Sauron are dead. There is no hope. The 2nd book in the Edge of a Knife series. Dedicated to Mossfire946

Sauron has been defeated. The One Ring has been destroyed. Peace has returned to Middle Earth once again. Or so it seems... A new enemy has appeared in Middle Earth, stronger and more powerful then any before him. In order to defeat him, the remaining members of the Fellowship must join forces with an old enemy Who will either help them, or kill them. The Final Book in the Edge of a Knife triology. Cover by Mossfire946

I wasn't always this way. I wasn't always a monster. I used to have a home, and a family. I was kind, good, filled with life. I never did anything wrong. So why did it happen? Why was everything that I loved taken away from me? Why was I stripped of my light? Why do bad things happen to good people? I have no answers, and I doubt that anyone does. My story is one of loss, betrayal, and pain. My story does not have a happy ending, and after everything I have done, I do not deserve one.

There is no escape, not for me. I have tried so hard to forget but the memories keep coming back. I don't sleep anymore, if I close my eyes my mind floods with their screams. The screams of those I've hurt, because I murdered the ones they love. I can't keep running, I have no where to run. I can't hide, they will find me. There is no way out of the endless shadows. I am a slave to the darkness. And no matter how much I fight, I will never be free.