A Soulless Type of Love | Galadriel - solArasp - Wattpad

A Soulless Type of Love | Galadriel

Reads 517
Votes 32
Parts 11
Time 2h 47m

Reads 517
Votes 32
Parts 11
Time 2h 47m

Mature

angst galadriel girlxgirl gl lordoftherings morfyddclark mutualpining originalcharacter slowbuild slowburn theringsofpower unrequited

Galadriel/Original Female Character

Walking past Elrond and Galadriel, she takes her leave and excuses herself. Out into the courtyard, her eyes begin to well up in tears. Taking tiny steps further down the path, she hears Elrond declare, "That necklace meant a lot to the both of you." Facing her friend, she softly answers, "It means little to me now, and less with each passing day." Bowing her head, she continues her walk while Elrond hurries his steps. Stopping her in her tracks, "I don't understand how you don't even feel her," Elrond's confused face gets Solaris to ask, "How could I?" Tilting his head to the side, "The tension is palpable, the feelings are real. How long must you stay mad at her? Resisting your bond will only aggravate the pain." 

"There is no bond, Elrond." Solaris professes. Much to her discomfort, "My heart was emptied from the moment she left Valinor." Tears fall as she chokes out, "What you see now, is a soulless type of love."All Rights Reserved

angst galadriel girlxgirl gl lordoftherings morfyddclark mutualpining originalcharacter slowbuild slowburn theringsofpower unrequited

Table of contents

11 parts

Sign up to add A Soulless Type of Love | Galadriel to your library and receive updates

or

Content Guidelines

You may also like

These Cruel and Wicked Things | ACOTAR by xghoulxgirlx

・❥・ She thought maybe she was okay with being wicked. That she was so angry, so desperately, bitterly livid. She thought perhaps there were pieces of this world that deserved her wrath. Her wickedness. Some souls who deserved to be snuffed out. ・❥・ Cirsei Silvaeus had run away from home. A "home" that was much more akin to a prison, a crypt within which she would waste away to nothing. Cirsei's father, Valentine, had been keeping her under his thumb ever since the death of her mother. Regarding her as little more than an object, a piece of property which could turn him a profit, he subjected her to wretched, unspeakable cruelty. Her escape had been impulsive, fueled by the desperation harbored only by those who were fighting for their lives. She does not make it very far before crashing into an Illyrian general who, to her dismay, pulls her into his world. Surrounded by new faces, a new city, and a new sense of uncertainty about her future, Cirsei feels she has traded one prison for another. She will come to learn that this could not be further from the truth - but this lesson is not without its growing pains. Takes place shortly before Under the Mountain. OC x Bat Boys x ??? #1 in acourtofthornsandroses #1 in rhysand

The Two Trees Series: Of Shadows and Starlight | Elrond by riley_writes06

Set in the world of Middle-earth, during the time of The Rings of Power, Melisane, the youngest sister of Finrod and Galadriel, unlike her sister's mind-reading abilities, possesses the divine gift of prophetic dreams, able to glimpse the future, past, and unseen realms. As a child, she was captivated by tales of dragons-creatures of wind, sky, and fire-and often dreamed of them, their power and grace haunting her thoughts. In the aftermath of the Elves' flight to Middle-earth, the loss of her brother Finrod, and Galadriel's departure to hunt Sauron, Melisane is left battling grief and feelings of abandonment. Despite her skill as a deadly commander and warrior, she struggles to find purpose, withdrawing from those who care for her as her dreams grow stronger. One fateful day, she stumbles upon a newly hatched, abandoned dragon-just as her dreams had foretold. Believing this moment signals a change in her destiny, Melisane takes the creature under her care. Concerned by her reclusive nature, Elrond, the Half-elven, and an old family friend, seeks her out and is shocked to find her raising the dragon. Agreeing to help her, he assumes she will eventually let it go, but their shared bond over the creature slowly rekindles their long-lost friendship-and something deeper. As shadows loom once again over Middle-earth, Melisane and Elrond must navigate the growing darkness, all while facing the uncertain futures that their hearts and dreams reveal. Will their newfound connection withstand the threats closing in, or will the starlight of their bond be consumed by the shadows? _ "You sleep coiled; tightly wound. Hands made fists beneath the pillows, clenched above cotton sheets. You are at war, even in your dreams, cenedril af fae nín. Let me help you."

The Song of Eleanor -- Unedited Version/unfinished by alexinthenight

Eleanor, daughter of the Great Warrior Maethor, is a High Elf entrusted when she was but an infant to Finarfin, Galadriel's father. The youngling is then raised alongside Galadriel and her brothers as a member of their family. Centuries pass in Valinor, and soon, the Great Foe, Morgoth, takes away the Light of Eleanor's homeland, forcing her and Galadriel to sail for Middle-Earth and fight this Great Evil and his servants. However, one day, Eleanor gets severely injured as she tries to protect Galadriel, and she is rushed to the nearest elfland, Lindon. There, Galadriel entrusts her adopted sister to the Half-Elf, Elrond, hoping he will save her. At her wake, Galadriel makes Eleanor promise to stay in Lindon and protect and follow Elrond. Thus, left behind by her company, Eleanor has little choice but to follow the Half-Elf to the mountain and beyond when new feelings come troubling her heart for the first time in many millennia. How will she react, and what will she do? Will her feelings ever be returned? And will she be able to protect the ones she loves against the darkness that grows within her? A Ring of Power story. (cross-posted on ao3) Elrond x ofc AU- canon divergent possibly book 1 of a duology None of the pictures used in this book is mine.

The Touch of Salvation by JuliannaWrights

It was on the 500th century of hell that I saw my salvation. He had walked in with a devilish smirk and sharp features. He had walked into my hell...My only goal was to get him out...To make sure he got out safely. The only caveat is, I made him hate me. The things I did to survive are things he can never forgive. And now I am forced to partner with him to ensure the survival of his kingdom and mine. - As the Regent of House Dae within the faerie realm, Adalind made a choice three years ago. That choice kept the people she loved safe and caused her the affection of her mate. She could live with that choice. It's not until her kingdom and her mate's kingdom are forced into a partnership that she has to face painful realties. Perhaps she truly was too broken to be fixed. Perhaps no one could love her and her scars. He has been given many names. The Lord of Shadows. The Shadowbringer. The Broken. All appropriate for the Beta that wields the shadows. After watching his mate murder a child and attack his lands, Goliath has grown cold and closed off to everyone around him, even his dearest friends. He's thrown himself into dangerous missions to forget the face of his true mate. He leaves his kingdom often to forget the face of the most beautiful woman he had ever laid eyes on. But he cannot forgive her. He is resolved to live a mateless life. He is resolved to let go of his fae Queen. But his duty calls to work with her kingdom. The safety of his people requires it. He grows to realize that maybe all is not quite what it seem and maybe the person we have to become to survive is not the same as the person we truly are. - They call him Goliath. They call him The Lord of Shadows. They call him The Broken. They call me Adalyndra. They call me The Dragondaughter. They call me the Mother of the Sun. BOOK II OF THE TOUCH OF DEMISE SERIES

The Raven and the Songbird by HeatherRunge

"I thought we were friends, Azriel. I was caught off-guard but you have to know it was forgiven the day it happened." The priestess looked back up to him. His body vibrated from the determination that sparkled in her gaze like the moon reflected in the sea. "It was stupid, Azriel. And unfair to both Elain and myself. But everyone does stupid things." The Illyrian took a cautious step toward her, afraid she would bolt. "We are friends, Gwyn. I'm sorry. You're right, I was an idiot." "We both deserve better. But I know you'll be better." She shrugged. His breathing shallowed when she finally pushed away from the door frame and walked to him, stopping just out of his reach. "I miss you, Azriel." A story of Azriel and Gwyn as they begin to build their lives together, even as darkness - from around them and within - threatens to tear them down.Gwyneth

Daughter of Mirkwood [Lord of the Rings | Haldir] by DarkLadyAthara

*Complete* A Lord of the Rings FanFiction A Daughters of Middle Earth Story Formerly Titled "Some Things are Meant to Endure" The only daughter of a King who had lost his Queen and the beloved younger sister of a Prince, Aeslin had grown up in the heart of the Woodland Realm. But given her mother's death in battle when she was but a young elfling, very little was more important to King Thranduil and his son Legolas than her safety. Not only had she never set foot beyond the borders of the Greenwood, she'd rarely left the confines of her Father's Court. For all that she was the most precious thing in the lives of her only family, Aeslin grew up the sad child of a dark forest. But with the Greenwood growing ever darker, Thranduil found himself with a hard choice before him. Fearing for the safety of his youngest child should she stay within the borders of a Kingdom coming to be known as 'Mirkwood', the Elven King made a decision that would change his daughter's life forever. Aeslin had always had a talent for healing, so he decided to send her to Rivendell to learn from Elrond as every great elven healer had done for centuries. There she learns not only the arts of healing, but finds another family, and indeed, eventually finds love. Follows Aeslin from before LotR through to the end of the films. Haldir/OC Votes and Comments/Feedback most enthusiastically welcome!

Stars of Varda - An Elven Love Story (Thranduil) by airwren

[A Wattpad FEATURED story!] She's been King Thranduil's close friend for a long time. But when a shocking rumor about his past comes to light, it shakes her entire world. How well does she really know him? With the threat of war and an uncertain future for the Woodland Realm, her comfortable life is changing forever, and so are her feelings for her friend. A story about second chances with eventual romance. Set during the events of the Lord of the Rings. Thranduil/OC Disclaimer: Everything belongs to Tolkien except for my characters. A/N: It was before Christmas 2014 when I first watched BBC's Emma with Romola Garai (wonderful, by the way - watch it if you haven't). A few days later I went to see The Hobbit BOTFA on its opening night. It was during a car trip from a family Christmas party when I came up with idea for this story. And while it doesn't follow the Jane Austen classic completely (Thranduil is no Mr. Knightley!), it was certainly inspired by it. I enjoyed the challenge. Check out the FB page for the story: facebook.com/StarsofVardafanpage/ (thanks to @MaggieShivers for creating it and running it!)

Blue Moon (gxg) by Miranda_Fray

Ellie, a shy and insecure 23-year-old, takes a pre-wedding trip with her fiancé and his friends, only to be left alone with Bella, the girlfriend of her fiancé's best friend. Bella is confident, bold and reckless, contrasting with Ellie's quiet nature. After sharing an unexpected, forced moment, what starts as an uneasy connection, quickly sparks intense emotions and a forbidden attraction they can't ignore. "I wish for once, people stop getting in the way between us. I know it's too much to ask, but can it happen?" "I don't know... I really don't know..." "I wish it was like that." "I wish that too. I'm longing for that." How could an emotion so strong, so overwhelming be wrong? After all, isn't that all we seek? A thrill, a look, a touch that makes us feel good, that makes us feel something...

Fight and Flight (Lux/Jinx) by ArthemisTheorizes

!! THIS STORY DOESN'T BELONG TO ME, IT WAS WRITTEN BY @onegraycat ON AO3 !! https://archiveofourown.org/users/onegraycat/pseuds/onegraycat https://archiveofourown.org/works/43912681/chapters/110410558?view_adult=true When they stood so close together that their chests touched, Lux asked, "Do you think I came all this way just to fly low and do nothing? I'm your partner, Jinx, not your shadow. If you don't want to interact with me on the ground, then so be it - but I WILL be shooting beside you in the sky." Lux knew the danger she was getting into when she enlisted as a foreign ally in Zaun's Air Force. However, she hadn't expected to find her own worst enemy in the temperamental pilot who was assigned to be her flight partner. Only time would tell if they could learn to work together... ... and if the secrets of Jinx's past would have consequences for them both. (AU where Jinx and Lux are fighter pilots)

The Duchesses by silviaaaclaira

Aurora opens her eyes only to feel the agonising pain in her body. That is to be expected when there has been an accident. It's excruciatingly painful. Aurora groans in pain and pulls off the blanket, taking in her surroundings. It is more appropriate for a hospital interior design to look to the mediaeval era. Not shabby, but more on the extravagant side. The nurses' attire, on the other hand, appears odd. Someone said out of nowhere, "Her Grace, please wake up! Call the doctor right away!" Aurora approaches the mirror and looks at the woman with deep red eyes in it. The woman had blonde hair that, while a little messy, flowed perfectly over her shoulder. Her fair complexion lends her an ethereal appearance. Not to mention that her outfits make her look like a noblewoman from a historical series. She pinches herself, only to realise that the blonde woman staring at her is herself. A thought struck her mind, as she utters her first statement in this world, "Fuck me". Medea has finished her work, but she is still unsure how to fix all of the messes. She hasn't been herself in a long time, and it's bothering her. The throne seems so far away, and the weight of the burden grows heavier with each passing day. A letter from the Imperial Palace has arrived, instructing the Duchess to look after the House of Smith's Duchess of Light, Natalie Wilson Smith. As an evil scheme was about to unfold, she smiled wickedly. 'This is my new card.' p/s: I can't find the original owner of the photo of the cover, if you know or you are the owner of the cover. Please let me know, so I could credit your arts. With love 🥰

You may also like

Slide 1 of 10

These Cruel and Wicked Things | ACOTAR cover

The Two Trees Series: Of Shadows and Starlight | Elrond cover

The Song of Eleanor -- Unedited Version/unfinished cover

The Touch of Salvation cover

The Raven and the Songbird cover

Daughter of Mirkwood [Lord of the Rings | Haldir] cover

Stars of Varda - An Elven Love Story (Thranduil) cover

Blue Moon (gxg) cover

Fight and Flight (Lux/Jinx) cover

The Duchesses cover

These Cruel and Wicked Things | ACOTAR

・❥・ She thought maybe she was okay with being wicked. That she was so angry, so desperately, bitterly livid. She thought perhaps there were pieces of this world that deserved her wrath. Her wickedness. Some souls who deserved to be snuffed out. ・❥・ Cirsei Silvaeus had run away from home. A "home" that was much more akin to a prison, a crypt within which she would waste away to nothing. Cirsei's father, Valentine, had been keeping her under his thumb ever since the death of her mother. Regarding her as little more than an object, a piece of property which could turn him a profit, he subjected her to wretched, unspeakable cruelty. Her escape had been impulsive, fueled by the desperation harbored only by those who were fighting for their lives. She does not make it very far before crashing into an Illyrian general who, to her dismay, pulls her into his world. Surrounded by new faces, a new city, and a new sense of uncertainty about her future, Cirsei feels she has traded one prison for another. She will come to learn that this could not be further from the truth - but this lesson is not without its growing pains. Takes place shortly before Under the Mountain. OC x Bat Boys x ??? #1 in acourtofthornsandroses #1 in rhysand