Frodo Baggins Images Novels & Stories

She was confused about why Tejano and Kuya Trojan were allowing Frodo to mess with the evidence, but when she looked around, she saw that all of her colleagues were staring at Frodo in silence, except for Gresso who seemed to have found his fingernails more interesting. Frodo pursed his lips as he studied the chip he held between his thumb and forefinger. Still frowning, he reached down to his chest and felt around until his hand came across the pendant hanging from his necklace which turned out to be a tiny magnifying glass. Yrah had to cover her mouth to keep from laughing. She met the gaze of Agent Tejano who raised his eyebrows, but his eyes sparkled with good humor.

I slip into the leggings and sweater instantly feeling much warmer from the long simple t-shirt I was wearing previously. “Oh, you know… the rogue leader with bad teeth… I think you called him Hobbit Gallum?” A young teenage boy walks over to Freya with his cup, and she pours him some more water. She smiles at him with such love that it just fuels the fire in me even more to help these kids and Freya to escape.

I knocked on Daniel’s door, heart thudding like it owed me money. Silence. “What?” I heard him say after a while. “Can I come in?” I asked. More silence. Finally, the door creaked open. He looked tired. A little defeated. But he didn’t slam the door in my face, so that was a win. “I come bearing peace offerings,” I said, holding up the calendar. He stared at it. “Is Frodo… wearing a sombrero in July?” I nodded. “Freya’s got a tiny inflatable pool float in August.”

go grab a knife? "Assie! Hurry up, it's me!" Bram shouts, making a wave of relief hit me. Fucking hell. As soon as I open the door, Bram gives himself permission to barrel in, "Get out of the way, Frodo." "What are you doing here so early?" I ask, getting out of his way when I see he's carrying a lot of shit on his arms. Including a huge duffle bag and a fucking hockey stick, "What even is this?"

I have to save him. He laughs as he falls safely into my arms. I hold him closer than I ever did before. Lucas joins us and nuzzles us both. “What were thinking?” I ask Fergus, tears falling down my face. “You worried us so much. Why did you leave Mommy and Daddy?” “Fairy!” Fergus said, pointing excitedly towards a tree close to us. “Pretty!” I look a little closer and am surprised to see that he’s right. Hiding in the shadows is a fairy with silver wings, pink hair, and moonlight eyes.

She saw him gave a small smile while seemingly imagining the images of them inside the storehouse. “Bilbo was hired as someone like a…uh…what is that again?” She scratched her head. “A burglar.” “Ah yes. That. And they journeyed a very long travel encountering many people including those people with a pointy ears, fair skin and white hairs with glittering beautiful apparels and clothes.” “They are elves.” “That. Legolas was the one I really like the most. I think he could be like you, handsome, strong willed and very cunning prince.” She frowned as she looked at him.