Gimli Aragorn Legolas Novels & Stories

The battle had taken a toll on them all, and the odds seemed even more daunting in the face of Gandalf's relentless strength. Amidst the intense battle between the werewolves and Gandalf, the injured Arlo lay on the ground, groaning as he slowly regained his senses. Lavinia swiftly moved to his side, her healing abilities already in action as she worked to mend his wounds. Despite the chaos unfolding around them, Lavinia's focus remained unwavering, her determination to protect her fellow pack members fueling her efforts.

Noah quickly made his way around the latecomers and leaned down to pick Jace up who was practically in tears as he looked horrified at the people who appeared out of thin air. As Noah pulled him up from the ground, Jace's eyes roamed each person before landing on the last one. His face lit up, his mouth open and he took a breath in as he lifted his hand, and pointed. "He's real! L-Legolas is r-real!" Jace said, with so much excitement as he stared at the elf.

Arthur giggles hearing me say that. “I should’ve known that you won’t satisfied with me. I am the one who is missing you, I really want you to get back and pay your losing bet” he laughs so hard and I throw a pillow at him. I was hoping he’ll forget about that bet. A day after arrived in this village, he and I made a bet about who will be the first to be involved in the love affair here, at that time I held Kathy's name, while Arthur held Anneth. And now it was clear that it was Anneth who had a chance to have a scandal with Dave. My defeat required me to accept all of Arthur's orders for 3 days. I don't think it's going to be difficult, considering that Arthur also always wakes up at 1 pm s

I should have obeyed instantly but my stubborn self turned once more towards the direction of the men and my eyes met the guy in the middle. Piercing silver eyes stared into my soul. Lucian. Oh my God. I froze in my tracks. I was about to scream but he shook his head, telling me a silent no before taking his eyes off me. Jake's hand flew to cover my mouth as he silently cursed. My heart was now beating very fast, threatening to jump out of my chest. Jake tried pulling me away but I couldn't move. It was as if my feet were rooted to that spot. I felt my cheeks get wet with tears I hadn't known were streaming down my face.

“Like good mafias always do.” II. The Vision of Aragorn Later that night, as everyone prepared for the coming infiltration, Elias sat quietly with young Aragorn cradled in his arms. Cassian sat beside him, watching his baby brother with wide, curious eyes. Suddenly, Aragorn’s tiny hand reached out and pressed against Elias’ chest. Elias gasped — and his eyes glazed over. A vision struck him: A world of white fire. The Hollow Throne burning, its pillars cracking. The Hollow King screaming as his form fractured.

Or maybe I was turning into one of these loony bins. Legolas was probably the average weirdo with mommy issues. I must remind him of his mom or something equally gross. You heard me; he was Christian, the Legolas from The trilogy we all know and loved. I heard the King himself did the deed. Aragorn, a burly scary mother-fucker, who is head nurse/guard. In this, prison forced upon me. Not one of my own making, at least I don't think so.

Legolas frowns and looks at Leon, questioning his decision again. “I will.” Leon calmly answers, he looks at Legolas straight in the eye, “Isn’t Nereid also an ancient species? Avoiding fight without your enemy showing up? How did you end up graded S?” Legolas looks beyond angry; I see he takes his species as top pride too. “This is land, not in water.” Legolas looks around, “I could kill you all within 10 seconds in water.” “Sheesh.” Finn suddenly stops him, he is looking at the horizon, I am not sure if I see excitement in his eyes.

One of my pack mates wasn't doing as planned. "Eloise!" He yelled out his mates' name. "EL! ELI! BREAK THE CURSE!" He yelled at the top of his lungs. "BLACKTAIL TRICKED US! THEY'RE WORKING WITH LAMIA!" His voice echoed. But, my pack didn't hear his screams that followed. Aaragorn's hellhounds attacked together and tore my pack mate apart. Leaving him in pieces... before continuing like nothing happened. Blood covering their fur. They were acting like rogues! I wanted to throw up.

Elora’ POV Arwen howled in joy like I never saw her do. She was jumping up and down like crazy and was obviously elated at that moment. And then, she answered, ‘Aragorn is my spirit mate. He was Dominic’s sleeping wolf.’ “Aragorn…” I uttered the name once again, feeling the movements of my lips as the sound escaped my mouth. What a lovely name for a spirit wolf.

I still didn't know what he meant by that, when out of nowhere two muscular giants appear before us. "Goddamn it! Me and my smart mouth...run Arkael! Follow me!" I was about to do so when one of the giant grab Savaric by his tail and picked him up easily. I was looking for something to defend myself with when I saw that the giant had a single sword on one of his legs. He must've used it as a knife, but to me, that looked like one heavy-looking sword.