Legolas/aragorn Fanfiction Novels & Stories

I could see visible relief on seeing Brian's on the elders' faces, but it was quickly masked. “And who is this clown” the spiked warrior scowled. Pointing at Brian with an amused expression. “I am the person that will put you to your early grave if anything happens to my Carr”. Despite Being in the hands of lions, I felt butterflies in my belly. Brian was purely speaking from emotion, but it doesn't matter. Hearing it was enough for me. “My lord, he is the Rogie king” the two fallen elders that had changed sides whispered to him. “Hahaha, the almighty legend in the eastern Ellorin, I would like to test how powerful you really are.” The warrior lips curled up in a snarl, hunger for fight was

He didn't understand why she was so abased to his original form but if she liked this one he wouldn't mind being like this till he found his way back home and redeem the honour of the most sought after wolf in Luna Kingdom. Remembering that he still wanted to find his way home, he reluctantly broke his focus away from the massages Arya's magic hands provided that even his maids couldn't achieve after years of training and wanted to speak when he heard her say something about a cutie and a owner. That made him realize that Miss Arya didn't recognize him! So he told her who he was and now this! He was taken aback when he saw tears well up in her eyes. What did he do to make her cry? Amaris tho

Despite my assurance, Liam seemed hesitant. He silenced my words with a calm kiss, and I looked into his eyes, pleading for trust. "Liam, trust me," I softly urged. "I trust you with my life. But more than trusting, I care about you. I do not want you to worry about problems that I can solve alone," he explained. "You can solve it yourself, but you do not have to. I am here," I murmured, my commitment unwavering. Liam sighed, his gaze heavy with the burden of the revelation. "Two days ago, Magdar's stones were stolen, as you know. Now, the wizard has been released from the dungeons."

i have big plans for Ellaria and Arren, their story is meant to be rollercoaster of angst, drama, emotions and the scariness of falling in love. with a little grace from the moon goddess, you’ll all hopefully stick around till the end <3

Ranulf had train the warriors up to his highest standard. Maven said that I would get hurt, but I need to take the hit and Shani would later heal me. And the kingdom would still be saved. And that was the first lie that I had ever given her, I know it'll end badly if she finds out but I need to listen to Maven. I couldn't let her find out. "Are you sure that's it? I'm...feeling... that there's... something more...Arkael..." she knows that I was lying, but I kept on kissing her naked back until she finally moaned my name.

A heavy, pulsing golden cord that suddenly went taut, linking my frantic heartbeat to the steady, predatory rhythm of his. We hit the forest floor with a thud that rattled my teeth. Moss and dirt sprayed into the air, and for a second, the world went gray. I groaned, trying to push away, but Silas’s grip didn't loosen. He he held me flush to his chest. His breathing is slowing, like I was the one claiming him down. His long silver hair is a curtain that lay draped across the moss and dirt. His eyes weren't just black; They were endless, reflecting a version of me I didn't recognize—a woman who looked like she belonged exactly where she was.

Then after the last gesture to look back, he was gone as always. But I was not in the mood to think about him anymore. My eyes got stuck on the gigantic wolf in front of me. I knew it was Aragon, at least that's what those gray pairs of eyes said. Those gray orbs felt so familiar, so intense. Least expected, but he suddenly jumped over me, trying to trap both of my wrists with his paws. The scorching hot breath fanned my neck, mesmerizing eyes trapped with mine, Before I could even understand, I felt something sharp on my neck.

' 'Disown our luna. 'She will pay for Alpha Brendon's death.' 'They'll all pay.' 'We should kill Lamia. She killed our alpha!' 'Yes, kill Lamia.' 'Let's kill Lamia.' 'Kill.... kill... kill.... kill... kill... kill... killl.' Aaragorn stepped back in slight fear as my pack's growls picked up. Some of them transforming. These thoughts were almost like my own. I couldn't make out theirs from mine once we linked together. This was the start of-

Becking with his hand, a group of elves stepped forward and bowed before the man. The elf-lord of the Silvan Elves was just about to give them orders concerning the arrangement for Luna's friends when he sensed a familiar presence grace his throne room. "Aragorn, I did it!"

“Then I will trust your blade.” They looked at each other, and for that heartbeat, there was nothing beyond the room. Not the court. Not the plans of Rhovan. Not the storm coming in. Just the two of them, united by something more ancient, profound, and powerful than politics or the law. Elaria closed her eyes and leaned over the table, putting her forehead to his. Her heart steadied as his breath blended with hers. She said, "We won't fall." “No,” he answered, the word rumbling from deep in his chest. “We will not.”