"Wisteria Greenleaf at your service." I bowed at the halfling. He gulped, "I never knew an elf was to come to my home." "Neither did I." I whispered as I walked inside only to see a large group of dwarves sitting in the dining room. My teeth ground together as I saw the leader, Thorin Oakenshield. Wisteria is an elf but of a rare breed. She is the daughter of the king of Mirkwood yes, but she is more powerful than even him. Her mother gave to her the rare and precious gift of skin-changing before she died. Most of the time she is an elf, but when she changes, she is a lion, a wolf, and even a blue fire-breathing dragon. I don't own The Hobbit characters or the story plot itself. I only own Wisteria as a character.

When sisters Wysteria and Enya find themselves involved in a new world filled with secrets and lies, they must decide between two choices that could change their lives then on. Stay and fulfill their living purpose, or return to their home on Midgard and never remember what took place As they begin to call this new world home, they meet very interesting beings. But what they don't realize is that among these beings are their soul mates. ((HUGE Thank you to @-archangels for the amazing cover!!)

Names on a list with a price were all they were. Humanity was pushed out of importance; the lure of money lingering overhead. The weaponry increased in Beacon Hills, and so did the body count. Mystery creatures and newly bitten ones aren't making it easier and neither is hidden history coming up to the surface. It's a supernatural deadpool, and you better pray you're not on it. \\ Season 4 \\