Brothers Elladan and Elrohir live normal lives by their father's standards, but both twins struggle to accept the way Elrond raises them. When a demon possesses Elrohir, according to Elrond, their lives change forever. The twins seek someone who can protect them from Elrond. Someone with patience and love. Will their injured hearts ever know love, or will they fade from the cruelty Elrond views as fair? Third in the Nin Chronicles. *Winner of the Trident Awards 2019.* *Won Third Place in the Champ Easter Awards 2019*. *Reviewed by Library Reviews 2020* Harune, Landion, Hyrondal, Healer Jailil, Ariel, and select side characters belong to me. All rights reserved. All other characters and the world and locations otherwise mentioned belong to J.R.R Tolkien. Photo Credit to the rightful owner. Text added by me.

When Alice Reed awakens from her coma, she's met with nothing. Literally. She wakes up in a house she doesn't remember is hers. Her family? Whoever they are, they're gone now. She has no memory of anything in her past after a fatal accident. Clueless, she wanders the unfamiliar city where she finds old friends whom she does not recognize. Not only friends, but the dead, who roam the streets after a virus spread through the country, killing over half of the worlds population. The virus and the dead continue to kill. Can Alice and the group of survivors survive? And will Alice ever get the chance to meet her family, or will it be too late?

ORIGINAL (This story is actually/sorta is based off from in real life but not really. Fiction-Fantasy-Romance, however you guys want to call it.) Cayenne, main character of this story, (also in her POV) starts dreaming in a land called Dream and about these creatures called Dreamers with one power each. When she realized she has been kidnapped by the Dreamers, she was selected to become the new Queen of Dream. Someone has called her name and she disappeared from Dream. Cayenne woke up by her friends yelling at her saying she has 'vanished'. After telling what happened, they quickly searched up the Land Of Dream. It said only if Infinity and Energy joins together, they can create the same pathway that was there from the human world to the dream world. Without knowing, bad Dreamers came inside her house and kidnapped her friends. 8 of the bad Dreamers, were unlucky and was killed by Cayenne's magical powers. To Cayenne's shock, humans were not supposed to have such powers; she was the legend the website said, Infinity. Some of her friends were left and the Royal Dreamers came for the search party. Who started this war and will she get her friends back and find Energy to create the pathway connecting to the human world and the Dream world? Please read this book, to find out, what happens next.

A struggling king, the rebel leader who would see him defeated, and a woman with the ability to sway the tide of history. These three storylines come together in an epic tale of power, love, betrayal, and magik. Traitor. It is the proclamation Fiona Amoral fears will be passed down when she announces her pregnancy. As leader of the Senmin people Fiona was never meant to have bear a child. Her successor cannot be of her own blood and the other leadership among her people see the baby as an inherent threat. In spite of grudgingly accepting the child's existence, she knows their distrust remains. But with the prospect of a new king on the horizon and Fiona's presence requested in the Capital by his royal highness himself, she has been given the opportunity to redeem herself. The Senmin have been persecuted for their religion and rumored magiks for hundreds of years, and friendship with the prince could provide their people safety and status. When Fiona realizes the new monarch may be untrustworthy however she has a difficult decision to make. Should she continue to work towards an understanding with the crown, obeying her people's demands and ignoring her instincts? Or will her only choice be joining forces with a burgeoning rebellion determined to destroy the royal line for good? Beautiful cover by @Ferret-bird :-) *All Rights Reserved

"How did you find this place?" Zia asked the King, speaking for the first time since entering the tent. "I've been searching for the location of your Headquarters for months- years, really." Donathan admitted. "We only found it when we got wind that two new recruits would be coming here today. My men tailed them here this morning and sent for me as soon as they were certain of the location." The tent was silent. Finally Arch said thoughtfully, "You say you come to negotiate?" The King nodded. "Very well, then," Arch said, "I will oblige. If I do answer your plea, can I insure that this camp and all those who live in it will remain protected and untouched?" Donathan nodded thoughtfully. "Yes, I believe you can." "And," he went on, "can I trust that this place will remain secret to the outside world?" "My men are sworn into secrecy," the King assured him. Arch fell silent once again. This quiet seemed to last longer than all the others. Zia wanted to know what he would say, and His Highness and Jay appeared to be in the same boat. "Very well, then," Arch said, stretching forth his hand for the King to shake. "When shall we sort out the details?" Cover made by the incredibly talented @italychick

They say the world used to turn. They say that night would follow day in an endless dance. They say that dawn rose, dusk fell, and we worshiped both sun and stars. That was a long time ago. The dance has died. The world has fallen still. We float through the heavens, one half always in light, one half always in shadow. Like the moth of our forests, one wing white and the other black, we are torn. My people are the fortunate. We live in daylight, blessed in the warmth of the sun. Yet across the line, the others lurk in eternal night, afraid... and alone in the dark. I was born in the light. I was sent into darkness. This is my story.

The boy is a mystery. Nobody knows who gave him his name, or where he came from, only that he arrived on the night the dragon stole the children. Zulah Suleyk faces a journey of untold danger, a journey to find himself and discover who and what he is, a journey to the ends of the world, to restore to peace the war that wages within himself.

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?

NOW A WATTPAD FEATURED STORY! Lovingly based on a world (and some characters) created by Cassandra Clare. Prince of the Courts takes place 25 years after the Cold Peace is signed at the end of City of Heavenly Fire and follows two new main characters through the Faerie Courts, the Mundane world, and the side of Downworld you've never seen before... Join Rayce and Sera as they cross paths with some familiar faces and test the limits of what it means to visit the sins of the father upon the son. Amazing cover and chapter art created by @shadowhunters-inspire-me on Tumblr, or @sebastard.morgenstern on Instagram -- Follow her for more amazing Shadowhunter edits! (Update - May 23/17: Please note that Prince of the Courts, Exile of the Clave, and Blood of the Hunt were written after the release of Lady Midnight, but before Lord of Shadows.)

Before the Quest for Erebor, Dwalin is sent on a mission to recover a fortune which was stolen from the Durin family business interests. In the process he discovers a female dwarf loaded down with chains and locked up with the gold he's been sent to recover. Var is beautiful, she's bossy, and she's trouble with a capital T -- but what secret is she hiding? Thorin orders Dwalin to find out what she's up to, before he joins the company on the Quest to reclaim the Lonely Mountain.