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  • Kingdom of Nature by IHDKIDS
    IHDKIDS
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    The elves have been attacked. See the story of the Elf Royals and how they interact with humanity.
  • Insane Queen (Thranduil love story) by myrakkuran
    myrakkuran
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    Meeting was called at Rivendell and for the first time Thranduil the king of Woodland Realm has agreed to join. Little did he know a big shock awaited for him there, never in his worst nightmare Thranduil imagined that he would see her again. And when he sees her the goblet from his grasp fall along with his jaw... there she was his long lost love, the apple of his eyes... his late wife; right before his eyes standing after thousands of years. How will Thranduil take this? Who is this elleth really? How did she occupy his mind? He believes she belongs to him but she thinks otherwise. How will he reclaim her back? With love or force? AU post BOTFA pre LOTR.
  • Daughter of a Hobbit but an elf by Alastors_demon_belle
    Alastors_demon_belle
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    Lillian Baggins is a elf Bilbo found what will happen
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  • THE MORNING STAR OF MIRKWOOD (LEGOLAS & THRANDUIL FANFICTION)  by JiangLanhua25
    JiangLanhua25
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    Legolas, the crown prince of Mirkwood and also the only son of the great Elvenking, king Thranduil. Everyone called him The Morning Star of Mirkwood, because he was the only light that made Mirkwood survive the dark times. What happens if evil forces target the Morning Star and want to make him fade? What will Elvenking do to save the Morning Star from fading?
  • Legolas by artalicous
    artalicous
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    From his birth, the trees leaned in to listen when he passed, the birds paused their flight, and the air grew still. Yet none could see the long road that lay before him. Not his father, proud and heavy with unseen grief. Not the healers who touched his brow and whispered blessings in the language of the Eldar. And not even the stars, though they watched in their eternal silence.