Hobbit Oc Novels & Stories

Bo breathed deeply, admiring his partner as he did. “Well, what can I tell you? Life in the wide world goes on much as it has in this past age, full of its own comings and goings, scarcely aware of the existence of Hobbits,” Oscar pauses. “For which I am very thankful.” The smaller man lifts his hand, setting it on the side of Bo’s face and trailing his fingertips through his hair. Bo turns his head, kissing Oscar’s palm softly. “Gandalf the Gray. Eight minutes and fifty five seconds into the Fellowship of the Ring.” Bo mumbles the words against Oscar’s palm.

Tate turned to Toby and uttered, “You’re my Gamma, minister. You’re bound to stand with your Alpha.” Toby smirked as everyone started chuckling and he rebutted, “Unless you stand against the queen, in which case, you’re on your own. The most humiliating thing to have written on my tombstone would be ‘slaughtered by a five feet creature’.” Christian snorted and started chuckling, so did Weaver. For some reason, Xandar had the urge to correct Toby, “Lucy is actually five-foot three after being marked, Toby.” This made Christian laugh even louder.

Never in my life did I like to comb my hair and that day I was doing it out of love for Isaac, she had to value me yes or yes. A motorcycle started beeping in front of my house and I knew instantly that it was him. I grabbed my bag and ran down the stairs. He looked as irresistible as ever, he was wearing blue pants and a white shirt, when he took off his black helmet I could see that his hair was a little messy from the wind and that made him look sexier. When he stood in front of me he looked like a real monument, how did he do it? Did his spells only affect me?

he says and stomps through the trees, I look back to the wolves watching us and see them all bow before stepping back and going on their way. After about an hour or so we see the edge of the forest but stepping out of the trees we are all gobsmacked by what we see well all except Lanna who chimes "Oooooh look we stepped into Narnia". At the base of the mountain, there are hundreds of tents and wolves, some in wolf form and some in human, they are all busy preparing for war. "Ah Ocean, about time too," Grandpa says stepping out of the crowd "Bu bu..." I stutter,

The sounds of Hobgoblins greeted his ears as he entered the clearing. The familiar putrid odor lingered in the air, though not as overpowering as before, it was still disgusting. "Well... I'm back," Rey muttered under his breath, observing the Hobs as they acknowledged his presence. The instant they saw him, all of them—women and children—rushed towards him. They all kneeled and bowed their heads in subservience, speaking words in Goblin language that conveyed a clear message of submission. ‘Guess we’re back to this…’

The sounds of Hobgoblins greeted his ears as he entered the clearing. The familiar putrid odor lingered in the air, though not as overpowering as before, it was still disgusting. "Well... I'm back," Rey muttered under his breath, observing the Hobs as they acknowledged his presence. The instant they saw him, all of them—women and children—rushed towards him. They all kneeled and bowed their heads in subservience, speaking words in Goblin language that conveyed a clear message of submission. ‘Guess we’re back to this…’

Matthew was actually slightly surprised to see this hobgoblin again. The hobgoblin was only a bit shorter than Matthew, but its frame was wide. It slowly stepped forward and looked at Matthew. Matthew tilted his head a bit, wondering what this was hobgoblin up to. A second after that, Matthew got it. “Oug?” Matthew said since he did not know any goblin language. The hobgoblin nodded furiously. It fidgeted and gestured its hand into the cave. Matthew understood what it wanted and followed behind it into the cave.

He was wielding a massive hamaxe¹. Will immediately knew he had made a mistake, he had severely underestimated the technology of the Orcs, maybe even this world. He ȧssumed just because the Goblins were this primitive, everyone else wouldn't be too far ahead. [I should have taken them all away, now we're all going to die.] Will despaired at the thought, but he was too terrified to move.

Her stomach and leg muscles hurt, making her regret all of the orgasms she couldn't remember. Well, there was one. She had been having a weird fantasy, Mike plowing her from behind while a woman with blue-green hair had eaten her out. The whole world was a mess of sound and light, and her vision had gone dark when she came, no doubt stumbling to the bathtub after. Shivering in delight, she sat in bed, deciding that it was best to clean up the mess tomorrow-she had no desire to do anything else with her evening, and she was obviously hung over. Peeling back the covers of the bed, she realized that her copy of The Hobbit was sitting by itself, the Jenny doll missing.

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.