He was coming back. It had been more than one hundred years since the holocaust at Erebor, more than one hundred years since she had spoken his name aloud. "Thorin," she whispered to the wind. She looked westward, able to just make out the stark pillar that was the Lonely Mountain. Did he really believe the portends? Could he possibly think he would find the legendary riches of Erebor unprotected? After all these years, would he listen to any warning? Though unsure he would even recall her name, she knew she would find no rest until she, at least, tried to tell him. One last time to the Lonely Mountain, this time not to charm the prince but to try and save a king.

ser·en·dip·i·ty - noun the occurrence and development of events by chance in a happy or beneficial way. It is often great tragedy when the tyrant has been deemed the innocent, and the innocent is left feeling like a monster. Ùsahtiel was once a royal, driven from her homeland by the Hunter in Black who claims her father's city as his own. Now, with nowhere else to turn, she has no choice but to take Gandalf's offer and join the Company. An outsider amongst outsiders, Ùsahtiel has been deemed the Hobbit's bodyguard. But she cannot simply outrun her past, for he is quickly catching up to her.

Old tales of man beasts are found all around Middle Earth, but none were considered true. That was, until a band of dwarves stumble upon Felina Quinaarin, a young female dwarf with a terrible truth. Emotions flow around like water, and danger is around every corner. Will she give up her vow against blood to help the dwarves, or will their allegiance end in war? ~I think personally, that Felina Quinaarin has been by far my greatest success so far, because i have actually thought of ways to continue it, and mostly from doodles at school or songs i listen to at home. It was a joy to write, and i hope people have as much joy reading it as i did writing it!~ Kathryn Green, writer

"Running away may be the only way for me to get a sliver of freedom. " Freedom. It was her wish. Her legacy that was carried on from the person that she cared for. A simple word as that can be a burden for her. And the burden increases when she meets a group of short, bulky men? Not only them, people with pointy ears too? Wasn't her life a burden enough ? She was just an ordinary human. Disclaimer : All characters belong to J.R.R Tolkein and Peter Jackson. I only own my OCs. - UNDER MAJOR EDITING - - ON TEMPORARY HOLD -

Sequel to The Journey(A fanfic). (Desolation of Smaug fanfic. Please watch the movie first, for there are many SPOILERS.) Bre and company were saved by the Great Eagles. However, the Wargs are still after them. Their journey is now of pick and choose life-making decisions. However, it's not such a fast fate when it comes to romance. Bre still questions Thorin, as he does she, about Rivendell. A big piece of the puzzle just doesn't make sense yet. How can he fancy her but not trust her? And what of the other three Dwarves that fancy Bre? Bofur understands the whole situation, but do Fili and Kili? With Kili's obvious flirting, he probably doesn't care. Romance aside, one last, fate-deciding question stands: Is there a way for Bre to ever get back home? And if there is, will she take it?

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?

Asema is the last of the Gold Wizards. Gifted by the world with powers Asema wanders Middle-Earth for her purpose. She finds herself seeking the Istari and from there her journey will begin. Follow Asema as she discovers what lies ahead of her. What does Gandalf have planned for Asema as he visits her one day?

Flair has always been a reject because of her parentage. When she joins Thorin Oakenshield and Company, they doubt her because of her race and gender. Will anyone ever accept her? And if so, who?

*Sequel to An Unexpected Journey* She could scale the walls sharper and quicker than any savior; like rivers and ferocity: she built her silence. They asked about her wings - she built them to fight: definite lonesome, no fear, no absolution. No blackened hearts; no good-for-nothing promises. Leave a girl to face the sleet, and she'll adapt to the chill of the snow. - A.M. Adapt, Evolve, Become Tell me the story of that resourceful man who was driven to wander far and wide; that screwed-up soul who reckoned a world full of strangers. The prodigal made in and out of iron, a kind that burns and brands your skin and bones; he blunts you: do not call him by name (for he never particularily liked himself, and therefore neither his name). So you call him a moses for the new saga, the lord whose kingdom never showed. In truth: there's a man who sits about the bar, with a growl like he's got a kid at home, but there's no home anymore. The empty-souled bison-man with a God for a father - with a haunt for nephews; you collapse and you stare, and he's fallen away before the moon is gone. A promise: alcohol smells like divine hilarity; sometimes you can hear the words in your skull, when your mind is dark and you remember that people are tragedies. Dwarves are pitiful Gods. - A.M. Odysseus Reimagined II (with own twist) © Copyright 2013. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact nellsaan on Wattpad.com