Priscilla Baggins has always wondered what life outside the Shire was like, but never dared to leave it. Living with her brother Bilbo in Bag End, she's content to live as an ordinary hobbit, baking and gardening and living simply. However, when a lone wizard's knock on the door one day leads to an entire party of dwarves on her hearth and a taste for adventure on her palette, Priscilla learns things about herself that she never thought was possible, and begins to wonder where her heart truly lies... particularly where a certain young dwarf is concerned. (Kili romance/Hobbit Fanfic)

Beorn is a skin-changer, a man who can also take the form of a ferocious black bear. When he meets the dwarves and Bilbo in The Hobbit, he is the last of his kind -- his family was wiped out by the evil orcs. On An Archive of Our Own, author Thorinsmut wrote a story called "Pretty Bird," in which the dwarf Nori is a skin-changer like Beorn, only Nori's animal form is a bird. Meeting Nori, gives Beorn something to think about--maybe he doesn't have to be alone. Inspired by that lovely fic, I decided to write a story about how Beorn finds his mate. Also, for this story I have created a new group of Rohirrim, a clan that lives in the mountain steppes and who have darker hair and skin tones than the more common Nordic-looking people of that nation.

"The Eyes of Emerald will unbind fate, and will lead the heirs of Durin once away from the gates." Dawn has been chased and tormented by orcs for her entire life because of her green eyes and their potential abilities. All without knowing what it is for. When her guardian Bofur brings her along on the quest to Erebor, can she help but fall for the handsome dwarf prince Fili? Will her presence endanger the company further? Or will it bring them the spark of a miracle. Please note that I do not own anything from this except the creation of any OC characters. All belong to JRR Tolkin, Peter Jackson, Warner Bros. and New Line Cinema

"The things we love destroy us every time, lad. Remember that." Fairies are one of the oldest race of beings in Arda -once they called Numenór home- but Arethusa watched as the sea claimed the island from the helm of a ship as the survivors fled to Middle Earth. She has wandered for several lifetimes and has seen nearly all there is. Long had she set aside her bow and sward for, in truth, a healer's hands see more blood than a warrior's. Over the years, she had grown to love the ways of hobbits and there is no hobbit she adores more than Bilbo Baggins. When her visit is interrupted by a band of uncouth dwarves and her dear friend goes running out his door on an adventure what can she do but follow? A Thorin Oakenshield Story [Highest Rankings] #1 in The Hobbit #1 in Thorin #1 in Thorin Oakenshield #1 in Richard Armitage