Lord Of The Rings Aragorn Legolas Gimli Novels & Stories

No, you're not," thought Marcus, arms folded and watching the red-haired man with the slightest blink of an eye. -My name is Ruan," said the other, this blond and very cool in his coarse hair and black eyes, "and I am for you as for me. It was this phrase that was irritating Marcus a lot, but he would never show how much this damn code messed with his jealousy. Good thing this is the last one. -My name is Michael," he reminded her of Aragorn from The Lord of the Rings, even in the color and style of his hair and eyes, "and I am to you as myself.

Haldir put his hand on Ben’s shoulder and said, “Well, let’s go deliver this message and see what he wants so we can get out of here.” As he entered the Great Hall, Haldir lowered his head to Daniel and Rosemary. “Your Majesties.” Daniel shook his head as he approached the men. “I’ve told you before, it’s just Daniel.” Haldir smiled quickly with closed lips and said, “Daniel. This is…” “Thorin and Ben, yes, I know.” Daniel looked the two men over then pushed his black wavy hair off his face before extending his hand to Ben. “I’ve been waiting a very long time to meet you.”

Finally picking up my subconscious, I lifted my gown and started fast walking behind them. I swear I wasn't prepared to see the scene which unfolded in front of me. Papa and all his men were kneeling down on their knees. Their hands raised up. Tons of guns pointed at their heads. I saw the eldest Aragorn sitting on his chair and his eyes glaring in a particular direction. I followed his line of gaze and found a man wearing black tuxedo with a white skull brooch on his chest. My eyes trailed up and clashed with a pair of striking blue. And the shocking fact is that the pair of striking blue is staring right into my eyes. His lips pulled up into a smirk.

“When you remember, you will understand you are no ordinary witch neither are you human.” Jared, Anton, Aragorn and Duke; the children's bodyguards, Thelma and Sarafina; their nannies with twenty of my best gammas were waiting for us by the time we got outside the house. Thelma and Sarafina tried to take the pups but they didn’t let them. Tabitha clung to me instead, wrapping her small arms around my neck. Aragorn tried to carry Keanu but he wiggled down his mother’s arms and reached for his hand instead, choosing to walk by his side. I hid a smile. Sarafina gave the two neatly wrapped cakes. They took it and started to eat it as we continued to walk.

And right before I step through the door, I turn around to take one last look at my prison. I swear I will never come back here anymore. The guard chats a little as he guides me through the dim passageway and I follow him like a shadow. He tells me his name is Gimli, just like the dwarf from the Lord of the Rings. Gimli is nice and I take an instant liking to him. “You know, that waiter who claimed you poisoned Lord Ezra? Well, turns out he was the one who did it.” Huh? What is he talking about? So Ezra was poisoned by someone else?

Luka started, but Theoden spoke first. “I remember.” His voice was low, calm. But it hit the clearing like thunder. His warriors froze. Luka’s brow furrowed. “Remember what?” Darius, still catching his breath, frowned. “What the hell are you talking about?” Theoden inhaled slowly. Then—he looked them in the eye. “My name is Theoden.” Silence. A heavy, unnatural stillness. Luka took a step back. Darius let out a breath—a disbelieving, almost stunned laugh.

There was a pause and then Evand said, “It takes all three of us working together.” “That won’t be happening anytime soon,” said the other dwarf. “You know I’ve got dwarf number three inside me, right? If I swallowed you two, would I be able to control the elf?” “No!” they both said together. Sometimes when a dwarf says no, he means yes. “Just remember, even if it doesn’t work, I can swallow you and disconnect you from the gem. That means a lifetime stuck in my head. Believe me, you wouldn’t like it.” Neither said anything, but it felt like both gems shuddered in my hands. I put them away and took in the view. Beneath us were thousands of troops marching in square formation. Lizardmen and hu

says Kate. “For Frodo!” Grace screams the loudest. “We’ve got to work on our cheer,” Kate says as everyone takes their position. Deep down, Grace’s cheer has reminded Kate of another quote Aragorn said in Return of the King; originally in Elvish: {I give hope to men. I keep none for myself.}

~Aragorn~ I walk through the busy city streets at night, my hoodie pulled down low, wearing black glasses as a disguise. I'm Crown Prince Aragorn, always watched by guards, but today I'm just a regular guy. Tall buildings emerge into view, towering over the market area, where sellers shout about their stuff and cars honk in the distance. The smell of street food like spicy meat and coffee hits me, but it's a figure that catches my attention.

Gunner hollered out. “It is I, Legolas, you’re noble and loyal warrior.” Legolas’s voice came from the other side of the door. “Legolas I swear on everything holy, I’m gunna…” I was cut off by Gunner’s lips slamming against mine. “Give a minute man.” Gunner hollered back. “Yes you’re royal highness.” Legolas said and I immediately glared at Gunner who started laughing. “You can kick his ass later. But first we need to uhh, well dry off I guess. Then get clean, and dry, clothes on.” Gunner chuckled pulling the plug in the tub, standing up and then offering his hand to help me up.