Novel & Cerita The Hobbit Fanfiction

“Whatever. Don’t get in my way.” We haven’t even been here for five minutes and we come across a group of eight hob goblins heading in the direction of the farm. I increase my speed, heading directly for them. “Wait, let’s-” Eldon is saying something but the wind in my ears cuts him off. I land in the middle of the group just as three hobgoblin heads roll off and land on the ground with leaky thuds. My pressure blades still shimmer as if they only cut through paper.

Just as he was about to leave, there was a crash behind him. He looked back and saw two rabbits running away in a hurry. Kiran did not hurt them. He just thought those rabbits seemed happy together. Rumble! Suddenly, a noise came from the rabbits’ direction. Kiran curiously hurried over and saw that the two rabbits had fallen into a deep hole. The hole was about one meter in diameter, and it looked bottomless. Kiran was reminded of the cave in Mount Mordor, so he jumped in right away. The walls of the cave were smooth, so nothing obstructed his way down. It got cooler and breezier as he got lower. It felt like a spring breeze at first, then autumn, and finally winter.

“I’d have gone with deluded detective, but look at the muscles on him…” Siobhanny spun furiously away from them, shrinking down into a tousled haired teenager in robes who adjusted his glbuttes. Harry Potter slunk go to me with the sexiness of a lap dancer. I pointed at Siobhanny, when I backed away. “Now I know you’re screwing with me.”

I slip into the leggings and sweater instantly feeling much warmer from the long simple t-shirt I was wearing previously. “Oh, you know… the rogue leader with bad teeth… I think you called him Hobbit Gallum?” A young teenage boy walks over to Freya with his cup, and she pours him some more water. She smiles at him with such love that it just fuels the fire in me even more to help these kids and Freya to escape.

The king’s wings erupted with light—golden and wild, woven with ancient magic and his Alpha wrath—and we soared above the forest like a divine trio: a brooding shirtless god, his traumatized-sassy-queen-to-be, and a rabbit with attitude. I looked down at the shrinking cabin. At the dancing cabbage. The faint music of “Toxic” echoing through the trees. I sniffled. That stupid, magical, haunted, haunted vegetable mess of a cabin? Felt like home. “Goodbye, you chaotic plant children,” I whispered. Mr. Yellow leaned toward my ear. “Don’t worry. You’ll see them again. You still owe the eggplant ten silver for emotional damage.” And just like that… We soared toward a new chapter.

Hikaru POV As I quietly crept down the path toward the noise, I heard it more clearly. It sounds like the laughter of many goblins over the cries of girls. The path then became a ledge that when further down, over the ledge was a huge open area filled with Goblins holding young girls down and raping them. (There are no female goblins, they reproduce by catching and raping women.) Damn! There's a lot of them! But I better hurry before those girls are mentally broken. Suddenly a familiar voice and figure came into the room.

He pathetically begged for her to stay. “The name of the protagonist was Bilbo Baggins. He was short, face so comely and he does not like anything related to traveling. So he is indeed a home kind of a fellow. I mean all the people in Shire share the same perspective as him. They are just simple folks in that simple town.” He had read the book too and was pretty sure that it is not translated to any language rather than into Romanian dialect. How can this woman read those kind of books?

They slowly pull her back into the forest , while their piercing blue eyes stare at me. What the hell just happened? I stand there for a few minutes before I realise I'm semi naked in the middle of the forest. I turn around and head back home. When I get their Bilbo is already at the door with his book bag. He turns and sees me. He looks relieve and yet still stressed. "Fify school is going to start! Where were you?" He ask getting a bit frustrated. I know he isn't really mad otherwise he would not have used my nickname. "I'm so sorry, I'll tell you after school." I say while I run into the house and grab some grey shorts and place them on. I grab more clean clothes that I can get changed in

Willow's jaw opened wide,as if it would drop down to the floor and her tongue would roll out like a red carpet. The man in front of her was mesmerising. The events of last night was so overwhelming that she didn't even look at her fiance' properly. In her mind she had pictured him as a four eyed monster with great big horns and a long,twisted beard. She pictured him as Satan himself,like what she had seen in church.

I was not so silent following in his shadow, my shoes slipping in the mud and my cloak catching on twigs. “There were servants, but…” He shook his head. “They either don’t last long, or they’re not very friendly. There were some brethren in the forest, but they’re not same as around the castle here. They’re wilder, less trusting of humans. There was a hobgoblin that I was trying to win over. I’d bring him cakes from the village. They like honey…” He smiled slightly at a memory.