The Hobbit Fanfiction Novels & Stories

Bessy and Skylar snorted in annoyance when they throng got near, the group hesitated and just lingered nearby studying the girls with curious distrustful eyes. “They are so adorable,” Lillian laughed. A more brazen hobitoe summoned it’s courage and it went over to Lillian who patted it. The creature was not any larger than Rudolf. “That’s the leader Moyup,” Orbin smiled. Sure enough the other Hobitoes followed suit and surrounded Lillian eager to be patted also. Lillian couldn’t stop smiling and laughing. Mahali was pleased to see her friend happy. But she now eyed Orbin with interest:

Her stomach and leg muscles hurt, making her regret all of the orgasms she couldn't remember. Well, there was one. She had been having a weird fantasy, Mike plowing her from behind while a woman with blue-green hair had eaten her out. The whole world was a mess of sound and light, and her vision had gone dark when she came, no doubt stumbling to the bathtub after. Shivering in delight, she sat in bed, deciding that it was best to clean up the mess tomorrow-she had no desire to do anything else with her evening, and she was obviously hung over. Peeling back the covers of the bed, she realized that her copy of The Hobbit was sitting by itself, the Jenny doll missing.

Then there were the two goblins and a bodach, sitting at the table nearby. A bodach is a nasty male fairy whose pastimes include stealing human children. This particular one was old-man-thin with sagging, jaundiced skin and bulging, cloudy, blue eyes. Eyes which he set on us with shocked glee. Conri started to growl and stepped forward while Tiernan pulled his sword, but I went between them, held up a hand, and blew harshly across my fingertips.

It was so boring that she sometimes wondered if a Halfling could die from immense boredom. Sprawled like a dead cockroach on the spotless white tiled-floor with her limbs laid open and her back hair scattered like a mop, she looked at the new guest through her peripheral vision. “Say what, give me some fish ‘n chips and maybe I will talk to you like a normal person and not some hobo Halfling.” A scoff replied to her attempt to make a negotiation with the prize namely fish ‘n chips. Like always, her visitor snorted like a fucking pig as if what she was babbling about was completely out of this world. For Maleficent, they were the ones who were insane.

“I’m the part of Gabe that the Market kept. The real Gabe is trapped in the Dark Void. But I have his memories. And I want to write a new ending.” He started walking toward her. With every step, he left behind black footprints. The footprints twisted into new sentences. “Give me the book, June,” he said. “If you hand it over, I’ll let your friends go. I’ll change the story. You and Dante will live a happy life in Nigeria. No magic. No markets. Just normal.” June glanced at Dante. He was fighting the words on the ground, but the black letters coiled around his legs, yanking him down like chains.

His voice was like scraping knives Disregarding the skin desperately in need of moisturizer, I instantly hated Dumah. “He isn't Miss Manners either,” I scoffed. “So what are you? A Nazgul? Is Samael Sauron and I some wayward hobbit?” Dumah wheezed with laughter. “ITS BRAINS ARE ADDLED, I SEE. KNOCK IT ABOUT ONE TOO MANY TIMES ON THE DEATHBED, ROT LORD?”

He noticed his siblings weren't there and ȧssumed they were with the other Goblins. It suddenly dawned on Will, was that thing his mother? She had obviously been there for a long time, had Will and his siblings all been born from her. This notion suddenly made Will want to throw up. He then remembered all the fantasy stories from his own world about Goblins, so far a lot of the facts about Goblins had lined up, some didn't but most did. [Does that mean there are no female Goblins? Do all Goblins mate with other species to procreate? So what was that thing in there? It was bigger than a Goblin, but had similar features…] Will tried to recall what he had seen. She was big, bigger than what he

“Is this real? It’s just so perfect.” Haldir inched to Mory’s back then slid his arms around her waist. Pulling her round ass back to meet his thighs, Haldir covered her arms with his big leather covered hands. Pressing his nose into her warm knit hat, Haldir rubbed his lips against the soft merino wool threads as he searched for the comforting smell of a home he only dreamed of. “Very much real. I told you I knew a short cut, didn’t I?”

Princess Diana hugged him. "Make sure you come to me". She whispered to Eddie's ear and Eddie smiled. He hugged all of them, including Mrs. Smith, and then walked back to little hobgoblin. He carried her and Susannah opened a wormhole for them. They entered and vanished. The heroes sighed and sat down while thinking about how to locate the evil spirit. LAIR OF THE KEEPERS Eddie appeared inside a garden, holding little hobgoblin in his hand. "Home sweet home, I miss home". Little hobgoblin said, looking happy.

"We are only as strong as we are united, as weak as we are divided." ― Albus Dumbledore, Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire M E Y W A N G | The Asian Potterhead "I am not your friend, Hunter. I do not think we could ever be friends considering the only reason I made acquaintances with you is so that I could use you." This was not what I had planned to say to him but since the words had come out, there was no point in taking them back. I hated to see the pain reflected in his dark eyes, how his smile faltered until it was gone without a trace.