In a world where humans, werewolves and Lycans all live in harmony, it is natural for everyone to want to find their mate. Lycans rule over them all, they are stronger, faster and more powerful than humans and werewolves. The Royal family ensures peace is kept throughout, made up of Lycans they demand the highest amount of respect. Adonis Dimitri Grey is the current King. Ruling the kingdom for 10 years with no mate, he is facing being overthrown by those who think he is weak, however, he is anything but, instead turning cold, cruel and calculating after giving up on finding his mate. Aarya Bedi is a 19-year-old werewolf, living happily with her family. After having her heart broken, the last thing she wants to find is her mate, but fate has other plans. She finds herself thrust into the position of a Queen, a position that she doesn't want. Adonis struggles with dealing with a mate he never thought he would find, Aarya struggles with dealing with a mate she never wanted. Will she manage to be the Queen that the kingdom needs, or will she crack under pressure?

When you hear the call you have no choice but to answer... Read with caution. This is the first thing I've ever written and it is in my opinion not the best I've written however if you are a thranduil fan this is hopefully something fun to read :)) - Julie

(I AM CURRENTLY EDETING THIS STORY TO BE WRITEN MORE LIKE A BOOK, AND NOT SO MUCH AS A SCRIPT😅 HOPEFULLY THE NEW AND IMPROVED STORY WILL BE OUT 2025♥️) This fanfiction takes place in the beautiful world of Middle-earth by J.R.R Tolkien. Valerya is a young lady of Rivendell who returns after 10 years overseas. She has exactly one year to choose a husband, but she does not wish to marry just anyone. She wants to marry out of love. The backstories and the characters used in this story are just inspired by the ones in J.R.R Tolkiens books. So there will be some changes to them made to better fit my story. This is my first ever fanfiction, and english is not my first language, but I still hope you will enjoy this story.

|COMPLETED| "You only have one chance to prove yourself y/n." his cold words rung through my ears. the chills ran all the way down my heart. A story where a beautiful female elf stumbles upon the cold hearted king Thranduil of the woodland realm ruler of Mirkwood. Y/n has a secret that the king is very eager to discover. She must prove that she isn't anything but a young elf who wants to live and not kill the king of Mirkwood. |DISCLAIMER| I only own the plot and none of the characters in the book. This is purely a work of fiction and none of it is real:) I dont own anything but the plot and the special abilities of the main character! © Minswhoree 2021 #1 in kingtthandruil #20 in thandruil #80 in elf

By helping Radagast, you inspect Mirkwood forest, where danger awaits you.

It's just a typical day in Mirkwood as Tauriel continues to rid the forest of spiders. However, everything is changed when she discovers a strange girl in the forest. The girl immediately tries to flee, but it unsuccessful and is brought before Thranduil. Who is this girl and why was she in Mirkwood? Is she a spy, or so there more to her then meets the eye? *Note We do not take credit for or own any of J.R.R. Tolkien's characters. [cover by @BananBam03]

"Come here" he said motioning for me to step closer. I knew that I had to obey his every word. It was just that my body decided not to move. "I will not repeat this again. Come. Here. Now!" he commanded me this time. That's when my legs decided to wobble themselves towards my biggest nightmare. I stopped when I was about a feet away from where he was sitting. I had to keep my hands together to prevent them from shaking too much. To make things worse, there was only this dead silence that surrounded us. Then, before I could even prosses what was happening, he grabbed my hand and brought my wrist up to his lips. I whimpered, waiting for the pain to come. "You have every right to fear me. This is going to be painful." Without warning, I felt an excruciating pain all over my body. A sharp cry escaped my mouth as his fangs ripped through my tender skin. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ She A simple girl forcefully taken from her home and separated from her small family to serve the Royal Pure Bloods. Him The Dark Prince, the most powerful hybrid on earth. Known to the world as a monster, an abomination. A creature unable to control his powers and is trapped within his own darkness.

Princess Evelyn was trapped in a life she didn't want. One day Prince Thranduil comes walking and in. Would she accept him or would she push him away. PSA! The account Tauruel_Greenleaf23 has been stealing my work and currently has this story published there. If you see my work anywhere else please report and bring it to my attention! This person apparently has many accounts to which they're stealing other works, so if you see my work or anyone else's that seems familiar, don't hesitate to bring it up. Thank you all so much!🧡 10/14/21 (So if y'all enjoyed this Thranduil fic, I've got another one in the process in case you wanted to check it out☺️) -E *Dec 2018*

Thranduil knew that most in Mirkwood thought his absent Wife had been killed by Orcs in the battle of Gundabad so long ago, that most would call it farcical to even hold onto hope and keep her throne, but there was a reason that there was no grave. Neither Thranduil, nor any of his men had ever found Queen Lothuialdes' body. The search that descended upon the battlefield was thorough, but no corpse was found, and through this the king was brought the ever-sneaking suspicion that his wife had been burned after her death as a symbolic gesture of the utmost disrespect for the Elvish Kingdom. However, through all of the impossibilities, however far fetched it may have been, there was always a tugging inkling of hope in his mind that maybe his Queen had not been overcome that day, that just possibly, she had escaped.

A girl snatched at birth to keep life, taken into the world of assassination, used as the darkest weapon in all of middle earth. if not for the feelings and emotions for one particular person, life could not be the same as it was, for that lengthy elven life time.