Bain Hobbit Novels & Stories

I ask him as I bathe in the cold water of the small stream. Balin is sitting a few feet away from me, his legs crossed, his back towards me, his broadsword strapped against his back. “We are a week’s journey away from a human village,” he replies calmly. “From there, it is another two weeks journey.” I wince, “That’s a lot of travelling.” “The Forest of Shadows is not a place that can be found so easily,” Balin says, his voice holding a hint of pride. “It’s fiercely guarded and protected by multiple barriers.”

I sputtered, swallowing water from my shock. She covered her mouth and giggled, "It looked like you were having trouble Liza." I wrung my hair out and I stepped out hurriedly, slamming my feet on the cold marble floor. I draped a towel around my body before turning to look at her. My one and true friend, Irina Hobbins. Our fathers worked together and we were neighbors, I suppose our mothers would have been friends too if that were permitted. She stood in my bathroom in her afternoon dress, jewelry adorned all around her face. Ribbons and bows throughout her honey blonde hair. She looked very beautiful. And she knew it too.

“Because this is Blotter Manor, the Final Chapter.” Smash cut to their usual opening titles, and only then I noticed the small window on the bottom right corner of my screen, showing the live feed from a camera filming the box seat to show the four Haunters’ reactions. I clicked on it, curious, and found out it expanded a little. I left it like that, to keep an eye on Brandon. Well, sort of. His glasses reflected the big screen glow and his hat shadowed the rest of his face his stubble didn’t hide. You know, like back in the good old days. The next shot was him by the Quabbin, standing by the shore of my little pebble beach, hands in his pockets, looking ahead. He spoke like addressing the r

"You don't get to feel guilty for other people's choices. Marcus chose greed. The hunters chose money. I chose to protect what's mine. None of that is on you." "It doesn't feel that way." "It will. Eventually." His hand found my thigh, squeezed once. "The bond will help. You'll start feeling what I feel. Understanding why I do what I do. Give it time." We rode for another thirty minutes before pulling off onto an unmarked dirt road. Trees pressed close, blocking out the moonlight, creating a tunnel of darkness. The safe house appeared... a cabin that looked abandoned but felt watched. Security cameras hidden in trees. Motion sensors buried in the ground. More defenses I probably couldn't see

There were fairy lights around the trees and bushes. "It's gorgeous." I smiled while admiring the view. "It is. This place is called, The Fairy Lake. I'm sure you can already tell why the name." He smiled. "Yeah, I never want to leave this place, it's so gorgeous, I want to cry of how beautiful it is." I was still admiring the view. I was mesmerized by it. "A warlock, make this place visible only for me and whoever I decide to bring here. " "Just like that?" I asked.

I wasn't interested in anything related to dating, or any other relationships besides the ones I already had. I had begun catching up on my Christmas shopping, buying gifts for my parents, Timmy, and Haylie. I had bought Timmy the typical things any ten year old boy would want in 2017; a Hot Wheels car set and a remote control car. But I also got him one of the only things he'd been begging me and my parents to buy for him: a Harry Potter Hogwarts Lego set. Timmy had been obsessing over anything Harry Potter ever since he got the book series for Christmas last year. He came running into the living room after he had taken the Sorting test online, screaming "I'M A GRYFFINDOR, I'M A GRYFFINDOR!

The first thing I was greeted with was a tomato flying my way which went past me to a man behind me. Did I mention these people had amazing throwing skills? I walked up to an inn that was known to have stables and I was met with a little dwarf. "Welcome milady. A fine girl you got there." Hobbit said as I dropped two gold coins in his hands. "Cut the nonsense Hobbit. If you did what you tried to do to my horse next time, I'll slit your throat and sell your organs to buy my girl back." I threatened as he rubbed his hands and laughed.

“Is this real? It’s just so perfect.” Haldir inched to Mory’s back then slid his arms around her waist. Pulling her round ass back to meet his thighs, Haldir covered her arms with his big leather covered hands. Pressing his nose into her warm knit hat, Haldir rubbed his lips against the soft merino wool threads as he searched for the comforting smell of a home he only dreamed of. “Very much real. I told you I knew a short cut, didn’t I?”

Bessy and Skylar snorted in annoyance when they throng got near, the group hesitated and just lingered nearby studying the girls with curious distrustful eyes. “They are so adorable,” Lillian laughed. A more brazen hobitoe summoned it’s courage and it went over to Lillian who patted it. The creature was not any larger than Rudolf. “That’s the leader Moyup,” Orbin smiled. Sure enough the other Hobitoes followed suit and surrounded Lillian eager to be patted also. Lillian couldn’t stop smiling and laughing. Mahali was pleased to see her friend happy. But she now eyed Orbin with interest: