Novel & Cerita Aragorn Lord Of The Rings

Finally picking up my subconscious, I lifted my gown and started fast walking behind them. I swear I wasn't prepared to see the scene which unfolded in front of me. Papa and all his men were kneeling down on their knees. Their hands raised up. Tons of guns pointed at their heads. I saw the eldest Aragorn sitting on his chair and his eyes glaring in a particular direction. I followed his line of gaze and found a man wearing black tuxedo with a white skull brooch on his chest. My eyes trailed up and clashed with a pair of striking blue. And the shocking fact is that the pair of striking blue is staring right into my eyes. His lips pulled up into a smirk.

Get your head out of the gutter. But truth be told, he was smoldering hot. His face cut was that of a Greek God and his physique was that of a hunk. A handsome hunk. For a moment I thought I was in love with him. But the irony, I didn't even know his name. Wow, Arabella! Exactly why your love life equals zero.

Out of all the things that I already have to worry about now I have to figure out what I am going to do about this challenge. I didn't mind going toe to toe with him but something was definitely off with that kid and honestly I didn't really care what it was but he was becoming more of an annoyance than anything else. I was getting closer to Ambrosias house and I could see her sitting on the swing outside and she was looking right at me. She looked almost exactly how Leia looked and I shook my head. "Oh now young warrior, don't look so surprised." Ambrosia said with a smile. "You two are brutal I see." I replied sitting down next to her. "Yes, we can be but I can promise after I'm done with

“You honestly don’t believe I’d let you leave without me, did you?” Elaine met his words with silence, because she had. Finally, she spoke up, “I’m not having you die for me, or for the book. I will take it and figure out what to do from there. You can become a Knight of Artharia, the guard, just like you dreamed.” Elaine lifted the satchel up and over her shoulder, securing it and avoiding his gaze. “I’m not going to join the people trying to kill my best friend.” “I’m not your best friend.”

I could feel the ointment was making the wound magically stitched itself back together, it was like having your skin pierced by small needles and sewn back together stitch by stitch. "Oh goddd...Maven, I need something for the pain!" "He will give it to you baby, just hold on to me...I got you, my love." Arkael cradled me in his arms. It was not long when Arkael gave the goblet and told me to finish drinking the concoction. I was gagging and crying to the foul taste, while at the same time I was gripping his arm trying to get rid of the pain. "Maven, get Sabina to my chamber and torture this crawler with thousands deaths and don't let him die," Arkael said sternly to Maven.

Becking with his hand, a group of elves stepped forward and bowed before the man. The elf-lord of the Silvan Elves was just about to give them orders concerning the arrangement for Luna's friends when he sensed a familiar presence grace his throne room. "Aragorn, I did it!"

' I watched as Eli curled up into his stomach. 'Luna we must make some decisions,' he told me. I could tell he was in pain. "Don't worry," Aaragorn spoke up as he looked at his pack mates and nodded at them. "My pack will follow yours and try to stop them." He reached out and touched a tear running down my face. "We'll hurry and try to convince them to st-"

However, the two of us were taken aback upon seeing a dashing figure pass by us. It was Ari. I instinctively shoved the tonic I was holding at Lowell to follow Ari, but she was too fast. Lowell managed to catch up to me, being agile since he is a wolf. We followed Ari, trying to call her name. She didn't look back and went straight to the hall. We saw how Macan tried to keep tackling everyone, including Ari, before he started to vomit blood after eating the flower that Tora was holding. I was stunned because my chest hurt due to Ari's unstable emotions.

Lady Tory’s face darkened instantly, her composure cracking for just a heartbeat. I let my smile soften. “But don’t worry,” I added. “I wouldn’t dream of stealing your moment. After all… some crowns are heavier than they look.” Her nostrils flared, but Aragorn lifted a hand, silencing her. “That’s enough bickering,” he said. But I noticed it... the faint twitch at the corner of his lips. Amusement. He enjoyed watching me spar with her. “Now,” Aragorn continued, sweeping a hand toward his allies, “since you’ll be standing at my side today, you might as well be properly introduced, to one of my most trusted ally, Eva.”

Slowly, I turned my head and came face-to-face with a who could only be described as a god in human form. Oh my God! My subconscious screeched in disbelief. God sent an angel indeed. I mean only angels can be this good looking, right? He had dark silver eyes and jet black hair which made him look divine, complementing his god-like look. Strands of his hair fell on his face. His sharp jaw seemed as if it was carved by God himself. And the silver lip ring attached to his pale pink lips was my last undoing. With eyes glued to his lips, the only thoughts that claimed my mind were;