Hobbit Thorin Oakenshield Novels & Stories

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

"We’re still trying to find the glue, Baba." "Don't search too hard," the old man replied, gesturing with his knife. "The glue is the struggle. When you survive a fire together, you don't just stay joined; you become one metal." He looked at me, his eyes twinkling. "You should marry. Quickly. You will have beautiful children—warriors with your eyes and his stubborn head." Josh reached out, his fingers grazing my hand. The touch was warm, a promise of a future that felt almost real in the morning mist. I smiled, but the expression didn't quite reach my heart.

George was fine man but Arinthal made him so cruel and stubbon Eryndor took George aside and urged him to think of Lirien, his children, and his wife. George grasped the gravity of the situation for a moment or so and steeled himself for what was to come. Eryndor, sensing George's resolve, revealed his perilous plan, risking his own life by sharing the details. Initially, George was horrified, struggling to comprehend the audacity of Eryndor's words. As Eryndor shared experience of his own family and the cherished moments they had shared, George's skepticism gradually dissolved and gave way to a strong conviction. His intime motivation sparked a newfound sense of purpose and expectation, rev

“Oh, yes. Haven’t you ever noticed his resemblance to Ben before?” Haldir stood from the stool he was sitting on and glanced at Ben as he set the bags on the floor. “Yeah, I can see it, I guess. They all kind of have that tall, dark and handsome thing happening for them” “Well, he said that he and Ben are relatives. Oh, wait a minute, I don’t want to have to do this twice. Thorin!” Thorin kicked the door closed behind him and put the last of the bags down. “Yes, darlin.”

I wondered if they deliberately had shown these to humans earlier. 'Let me kill those idiots!' Thorin was excited. 'I'm not content that I put their king in the dungeon. Let me tear them apart!' I smirked at how vicious Thorin was. 'The floor is yours!' I told Thorin, and he let out a menacing growl, stopping the fight.

He hadn't said anything until now. I smiled at him. “To you, being an Alpha is already a great thing that studying is nothing compared to it. But to me, I have to study, so even if you don't want to—then give me some space.” “This thing….” The one in the middle lifted his hand to hit me, but a hoarse masculine voice made him pause halfway. We all turned to the entrance, and there stood Tyrion with his friend, Kisey. He was taking a better look at everyone—his palm dipped into his pocket.

This is her home, family and pack. “I..” God, what do I say? I can’t just come out and tell her. I look from her to the pups. “I don’t think we’ve had proper introductions.” I smile from them to her and hold out my hand to one of the kids. “I’m Isaac, Your Majesty.” He shakes my hand, and I turn to Thorin. “I’m Thorin, as you know, Your Majesty.” His words are cold, and they’re like me. He has no emotion; he’s hidden it all, and for his age, that’s impressive.

It was as if she had a needle stab right through her. She was face to face with the man that chased her all the way from the alley. He looked disgusting under the yellow light. Willow assumed his teeth were a dark shade of yellow but under the light they looked brown with spots of black. His black eyes narrowed ,as he squinted at her . His long beard and dirty brown hair blew wildly in the wind. He looked as if he was a washed up pirate and this made Willow shiver. The only things he missed was an eye patch and a wooden stump for a leg.

’ Anjana’s face turned pale. ‘Don’t worry; I am saying that as he is the Shiva’s gift. He is part of Shiva. And as Shiva he will also destroy the phoney arrogance of others.’ ‘Oh! Then what’s your suggestion?’ ‘HANUMAN – Destroyer of Phoney Arrogance.’ *****

He is the worst. The witch king enters and immediately casts a spell, moving Thorne away from me. "You will take your hands off my lady" The witch queen and I both turn towards him. The same expression. "Counter proposition. You become my mistress, providing you with a new home and all you desire" His hippy hand caresses my face. If I wasn't in cuffs I'd rip his heart out. Fuck peace. Thorne may have his hands bound but that won't stop him. He lunges forward biting the witch king. Tearing the flesh off of his neck and spitting it at his feet. "MINE" he roars. The Witch King, Screams and collapses to the ground.