Bilbo X Thorin Novels & Stories

"Let me guess ,Thorin, you must be from Savannah." Bringing his glass to his lips, Thorin grinned. "Yes, you would be correct." "My daddy's from Savannah, you sound just like him." Placing his wine glass back on the table, Thorin licked his lips clean and nodded. "Yes, I'm aware. Our families have quite a history together. I've known your grandfathers, Haldir and Jasper, for, oh, I don't know, at least a hundred and fifty years. Curious how Fate plays these things out, isn't it?”

Thorin was up to a challenge, and he nodded. 'Sure, buddy. Let's win this!' I encouraged him, and we rhythmically ran, racing with Prince Alaric. When Alaric jumped to the branches, Thorin followed him with his gaze. Alaric glanced over his shoulder and grinned at us. "Release it, Thorin. Come on. That's the best you've got!" Alaric was taunting him. I thought again that Thorin would get mad, but I was wrong. He indeed released it and jumped high into the air. While Prince Alaric jumped fast and high in the air, making the branches of high trees his land, Thorin used the ground to race against him. They were both amazing.

Show sincerity? Seek forgiveness? In front of the Walbeer family manor, Thorin knelt on the ground, listening to Frank's furious roar and the sound of the phone being hung up, feeling as though he had fallen into an icy abyss. He turned deathly pale. "J—Jonathan... You beast!" Thorin, usually as steady as a mountain, had lost all his previous composure. He pushed himself up from the ground with both hands. He grabbed his phone fiercely, and as he dialed Jonathan's number, he roared hoarsely, "You little beast! You damned mongrel! I wish I could—"

I need to find ways to bring more women to power to have a wider range of support. “Looking for a break. I notice you come here when you are overwhelmed. You did that as a child too.” Thorin finishes turning to stare out at the garden. “I watched you grow up when I was a new gardener here. Your parents although fair, were blind to the things you put up with because of your cousin Lady Lilith. The gardens were your hide away and every time you came here, your brought a smile to everyone’s face.” He continues, motioning me to follow him as we walk around the large garden some more.

This baffled me as I kept walking up the stairs. I was yet to see guards whom I always saw everyday damned day but now, where I needed them the most, they suddenly vanish. I seemed to have been walking for twenty minutes when I soon stopped before a wide mahogany door which also had two guards standing by each side. Not only that, but I needed not to ask if Mr. Red eye was there because I could feel his presence. Call me stupid! “Good morning, is Mr….err, Is your boss in?” I asked one of the guards, who appeared as if he was dead. I was yet to get used to the unique appearances of everyone I saw in this castle. I mean, they all looked like 'the walking dead!'.

Oz said,"I am not here to make you trust me, nor am I here to force you into doing as I say!" Gregory held out his hand and Oz dropped the ring in. A flash of light and Oz had vanished, the people who were frozen in time were now back in motion. Gregory looked at the ugly ring in his hand. It came with no instructions nor did it tell you what it would do. Willow sat staring into his eyes as if he was the only thing she could see. Getting down on one knee ," Willow Winter, I have loved you from the day I layed eyes on you. Will you be my wife?"