Boromir Novels & Stories

"We need to get you dressed before Boru arrives." Niamh loved the flowers, "Boru?" Maeval smiled and nodded, "Roedrian Boru. He is on the council, and if I may say, one of the more open-minded members." "Oh, yes," Niamh nodded, remembering the elf in the red robe from her wedding day. With a heavy sigh, the future Elven queen pulled herself away from the windows.

She started hanging out with him a few hours at a time and he would ask her to spend the night she respectfully decline every time. Leo’s mom and daughter were please once they realized they were now back in contact and would often stop by the gas station to see her. It was a bit awkward considering she does not trust his intentions. On capris birthday Belle strode in the store with five dozens red roses that were two times her height. They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you.

"We don't know who this person is; he always sends his messenger to deliver the message." "You risked your lives for a man who you've never even seen,” Thane commented, clearly amused by their stupidity “What is the name of his messenger?" "I don't know," the man said. Thane wasn't satisfied with that answer. He unsheathed his dagger, "Thorin—the messenger's name was... Thorin." The man stuttered out. "Good”, Thane says, retreating. “When was the last time you spoke to him?" "Three days ago, that had been before we got into this pack."

As if she’s asking about a cough and fever. Still, he answered. “She was… vulnerable. Sad. Angry. Hurt.” He stopped himself before adding reckless, wild, untethered—too much truth, even for him. Sora went quiet. Too quiet. He could hear the faint rush of her breath before she spoke again, slower this time, her tone laced with something unspoken. “There was once a student here. Kim Tae-san. Brilliant mind, but ruined by obsession. He hunted after the truth potion too, studied it until it hollowed him out. But what he made…” She let the silence hang, then leaned closer. “…was nothing like truth.”

I was surprised she knew the "Have Gun, Will Travel" reference, but she said that she loved Richard Boone's voice ever since she heard him as Smaug in the 1977 animated version of "The Hobbit." Then she scolded me and said I should not change the subject, she was learning here.

And with that, he turned and stalked out of the cabin as fast as he had entered, shutting the door hard behind him. My mother collapsed into a chair, shaking. "Who was that, Annie? His power.it was wonderful. I've never felt anything like it, not even from the Martial Lord." I kept mute, but I knew then my mom knew my state. I couldn't say a lot. I looked down at my babies, their tiny fists opening and closing. My sons needed a pack. They needed the best protection they would have. And Damon, for his wickedness, was still an Alpha, still known by all. The strange man was too much of a risk.

She never attends any gathering except when she thinks there might be a few potential allies to her cause. "What's her cause?" "To enslave the human race. The grey one next to her is Bor, son of Bor. He’s a troll who’s been eying the title of the King for a while now. He tried to kill Killian over five times, but we’ve never really had any evidence of him being the mastermind. He’s so smug about it. He snared ,the ugly figure Andrew had been staring at looked at him, but just for a brief moment, then continued to talk to the man next to him.