Ringwraith Stories

Zôrzimril has known nothing in her life, but the sickly light of the decaying tower of Minas Morgul. Taken into Mordor as a child by the Witch-King of Angmar, she is the last of his ancient bloodline lost to the centuries. Well educated in the lore of poisonous plants and dark magic, she is a pawn to be used after the Dark Lord's victory. Zôrzimril has long accepted and waited for her fate. Her obedience to the Dark Lord is complete. Until the Witch-King is defeated before the walls of Minas Tirith and the lands of Mordor destroyed. All that is left to the lady of the Dead City is the bitterness in her heart and the corpse of the Captain of the White Tower, the tool for her revenge.

The Coming Of Darkness ➝ The Lord of the Rings [Frodo Baggins] ✓ 2014 ~ Clarissa Vealin adored listening to Frodo tell of his past adventures. But never did she think she would come face to face with one of the very creatures told of in his tales. As a riderless fell beast attacks The Shire, and Gandalf arrives knocking on Frodo's door once again, Clary is given the opportunity to embark on a quest she's only ever dreamed of: an evil-imbued sword is the source of the fell beast's resurrection; a fell beast mad on revenge for the destruction of it's master. But can they destroy it in time to stop... The Coming Of Darkness? ~ Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of Tolkien and possibly Peter Jackson. The main character (Clarissa) and the story plot are my property, along with other names and locations. No copyright infringement is intended.

When one of Sauron's mighty ringwraiths stumble across some festering old magic and gets transformed into a cute little bunny things cannot possibly get worse, or can they? How can he be terrifying and follow his dark lord as a ball of fluff? How can he kill and maim and why the heck has females suddenly become so very attractive?

Before there were the Rangers, there was the kingdom of Arnor, founded by Isildur. How did it fall, and why? Here is the answer to these questions, in the form of a tale. Come, traveler, and sit. Warm yourself by the fire and listen to how the Witch-king of Angmar stole the brightest and best from Arnor and left it in desolation. One-shot. LOTR.