Fromeden Stories

Bilbo Baggins cannot help but see signs in his nephew. Those watercolor eyes were diamonds amidst a sea of rubble; those dark, cascading curls like tangling vines up an oak of Mirkwood. He tried- he REALLY did- to forget Thorin Oakenshield. Forget his undying, utterly death-defying love for the dwarf; forget his silver clasps, his furred cloak, that stupid, burly laugh. But thanks to poor, sweet Frodo and a whole treasure trove of bad luck, the one thing that most resembled his long lost love was now living with him. In a hole in the ground.

Love somebody

"This is a gift - it comes with a price, Who is the lamb? Who is the knife?" When Morgana departs to recruit members for her army, Elaine stumbles on a discovery that changes everything. Unexpected visitors throw loyalties out the window and a hostile environment settles. Are things to late to change? Were the revelations in the light of day honest? What lengths will Elaine go to, to stop the future...? "Here I am a rabbit hearted girl frozen in the light it seems I make the final sacrifice" Well you'll just have to read it to find out! Elaine - a bit like the impossible girl she is - finds herself in yet another story! Hooray I hear you cry... Or maybe not, I'll let you decide.

While on tour in America, Hozier's best backup singer gets incredibly sick and can't sing anymore. She suggests her only cousin in the states, Charlotte Walsh. Charlie has the voice of a siren and the beauty to match. Andrew can't understand why she has him hanging on her every word. Charlie can't understand why his smile makes her so happy. Neither of them have felt this way for so long, they don't know how to react. Will she choose friendship and familiarity, or will she be brave enough for romance?

Extra chapters of the fanfics already posted. REQUESTS OPEN. FROM EDEN - Regulus Black (concluded) THE APPLE OF MY EYE - Kaz Brekker (concluded) O BEIJA FLOR - Regulus Black (concluded) HOW VILLAINS ARE MADE - Kaz Brekker (on going) INK IN PAPER - Regulus Black (on going) POSTED ONLY ON WATTPAD AND AO3

You can only live that 'ideal' life for so long.

❝ Honey, you're familiar like my mirror years ago, Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on its sword. Innocence died screaming, honey, ask me I should know, I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door. ❞ ━━ ECHOES OF EDEN 🕊️ dead poets society, 1989 male oc x neil perry -𝚊𝚝𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜