Samwise Gamgee Novels & Stories

Sis Thirteen was in charge of running ahead of them and finding the way. After walking for quite some time, Sis Thirteen suddenly turned around happily and said, “I see a plume of smoke that looks like it’s coming from a chimney. Someone must be living there, so let’s borrow their latrine.” Perhaps it was because they had seen the light at the end of the tunnel, so the children started walking even faster. When they wandered onto a small path in the mountains, whether it was considered their luck or misfortune, they happened to cross paths with Gale who had come out to hunt.

“Let’s go.” Nami and I were too fraught with fear to speak much, but she mumbled that he’d been walking through the pack gardens when she’d seen him last. I’d left our belongings slumped against the window seat in the library, and, unencumbered, Nami and I power walked through the flowing grasses. Tucked almost out of sight, sat on a wooden bench beneath a flourishing apple tree, was Samyak. His head was hung low, propped up by his hands, his elbows twisting like corkscrews into his legs, just above his knees.

’ Damon nodded his head after remembering the information he received. Damon turned around. Stepping away from the father and daughter conversation, he patted his chest upon the sudden surge to cough to clear the clog in his throat upon thinking that the Halfling he was about to see would shed tears. He did not know why but an image of a tear-stricken Halfling with a pair of glowing green eyes surged in his mind, making his feet stopped from creating distance any further.

My emotions got the better of me at her funeral and the next thing I knew the worst storm in history hit Salem. Still to this day, I can't seem to control or harness it properly because of my emotions. So I always have to keep a check on them or the next thing I know, a resident of Salem will be flying past my window. True story! I don't think my neighbor Mr. Peterson has ever recovered mentally. I'm sure for a moment he thought he'd developed the ability to fly until he ended up face-planting our other neighbor Mrs. Percy's rose bush - ouch!

Every finger looked incredibly vibrant. “This is?” Serene asked. “Let me introduce him. He is Andrew Watkins, the Gomez family’s VIP. His occupation is that of a hacker.”

"I wanted to talk to you." "About?" He guides me down a narrow dirt path, that leads deeper into the garden. He glances down at me as we walk. "Us." "What about us?" I ask, twisting the stem of the flower between my fingers. "The fact that we are mates?" As I look around, I wonder who tends to this incredible garden, because I can't seriously imagine Grayson with his knees deep in soil. But the sight of the foreign plant life disappeared as we entered the forest that infects almost every area of his Pack, the path leading us.

Again. Breathing deeply, he paved his way to the right wing of the place and headed to a huge garden located in the middle of the Palace. Large balls of energy were emitting different spectres of light to the surroundings. There was a stage situated a hundred steps away from him as people gathered around it. He walked a few steps ahead as he tried to look for his brother and mother on the stage. Instead he saw his father, a man in his mid 60's with a grey beard covering half of his face. He was wearing a green velvet robe bearing the Seal of the Guardians: a symbol of a fist wrapped in a circle. There were four others who stood beside him that wore the same robes with the seal.

" He excused his self. Walking up to his servants, he gave them instructions. I grabbed a goblet and gulped down some wine. I felt strange, something was definitely wrong with Gwen. My eyes were fixed on Simon, they never left him for a second. The queen walked up to me leading girl by hand. Another girl with strange white hair tailed behind them, grinning from ear to ear. "My lord, this is my daughter Amelia." "The fairest diamond of the season." "She's exquisite, graceful and charming." "Just like her mother." She said in smiles. "Nice to meet you your highness, I've heard a lot about you, welcome to our kingdom." The strange girl blushed shyly. I already forgot her name, I had played them

The garden seems to be enchanted, and Samantha and Andrew feel a sense of peace and contentment that they have never felt before. In the garden, Samantha and Andrew find a large stone bench. They sit down, and they take a moment to relax and enjoy the beauty of their surroundings. As they sit, they feel a breeze brush against their faces, and they look up to see a figure standing before them. It is an old woman, dressed in a flowing robe, with long white hair and piercing blue eyes. She smiles at them, and she says, "Welcome, travelers. I have been waiting for you."

" His words sent a shiver down my spine, and I couldn't help but blush at the compliment. The garden was a hidden oasis of tranquility, untouched by the demands of royal duties. Vibrant blossoms of every color surrounded us, their petals gently swaying in the breeze. Grimgor led me further into the garden, guiding me through the narrow pathways as we explored its hidden corners. He pointed out various plants, sharing their names and the stories behind them. It was as if he were unveiling a secret world to me—a part of his life that he rarely showed to others.