The Lord Of The Rings Novels & Stories

Bree and Lana are counting on me to save them. Taking another deep breath, I rise from my perch and continue to walk. I run my tongue over my dry lips, trying to lubricate them. That's when I see a large shadow from a distance. I blink my eyes taking a few steps closer when I see that it's actually a large mountain. It has jagged ridges that stick out menacingly from the top and a large crevice in the middle. The mountain is not connected to the ground, though. Its surrounding area is a drop-off. It looks like a moat, but instead of water, it’s surrounded by small rock needles. It reminds me of the mountain in the movie Lord of the Rings with its foreboding veneer and spooky-looking rock moa

The giant bats he witnessed flying overhead were attacking some man who appeared to be an actor for the downtown theater. The man had even brought one of the swords that seemed to match his Lord of the Rings attire. This, however, was not a show. The blond man knelt on one knee, trying to hold himself steady with a hand on the brick wall. His other hand held the sword he used to keep the creatures at bay.

With courage and boldness, Robert mallow shouted with the bottom of his voice. "Help us O lord from this difficulties, oh the ancestors grant us the supernatural power" Robert mallow dow down in tears and all the Bingle soldiers do the same. Suddenly, the haven changes and a very big shadow appears in the sky. The shadow was so bright that no one could raise their head to view. Only the legend of the jungle raised his head and disappeared in the battlefield. Few minutes later, Robert mallow appears with a thunder in his eyes and an axe in his hand, everyone bowing down for him and hailing him a legend of the jungle……..

“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?”

The Red Moon day arrived but this time my family, the creature of full moon weren't happy. The occasion of Red Moon day came in every 3 years and that time when the moon shine upon us we all feel powerful than ever. Every wolf life depend upon it's pack and tribe so that particular day when the moon was at its peak every wolf unconsciously shape-shifts to their natural worm because wolf are most powerful at its animal form. Its been our ritual for so long, the tribe gather up together to feel enlightened, more powered and stronger.

What that meant was magic was never meant to be used for evil, it was a positive force meant to be for the good of all. Well the words were also the name of the most powerful magic book the world had ever seen. History has it that over two hundred sorcerers laid their lives just so the book could come to be. This magical artifact was just over three thousands years and had been lost for about half of that time. One way or another, the book had found it way into the possession of this government agency and they had taken it on themselves to end every Supernatural in the world. It also made sense why they named themselves after the book, it was what brought them into the realisation of a poten

Iliya smiled wholeheartedly as she set her eyes on her father and greeted with a bow, with two knees on the ground. Lord Eradnel stood with a smile, though he was old enough to be weak, his strength was as fresh as youth. The Lords of the Elves were blessed with a partial immortality, but so less so that there would always be new Lords. "What a pleasant surprise. Stand, my daughter, Legolas Elanaoragorn rejoices today. Come!" She rushed Into his arms and he kept her in his warm, loving and comforting bossom. "I have missed you so much, father"

The Lasgard Kingdom is in disaster. The Dragon Grivendor that was on Mount Mortem woke up from his long sleep. Burn the Rivendell area with the flames in one night. Including the Lasgard Kingdom. Make a lot of loss of life and property. Many people become victims in the sea of fire. The royal troops tried to fight and muster all their strength but were like rocks being hit by the waves. Everything they do is useless. The dragon wasn't hurt just a little bit. Making the Kingdom of Lasgard destroyed in one night.

The forest had never felt so endless. The royal guard, Kim Gguk, shifted from one foot to the other, leaning against the horses where the princess had ordered him to stay. He tried to look calm—dutiful, obedient—but his insides had been chewing themselves raw for the better part of an hour. The shadows between the trees stretched long and crooked, like black claws reaching out from the earth. Every gust of wind cut through his clothes, nipping at his skin, but it wasn’t the cold that made his teeth chatter.

I blurt out without remembering that I’m a car with Julian. “That’s not true princess. You have unlimited funds. Remember?” He smirks my way and I roll my eyes. “That’s a very mature gesture by the way.” He says but I ignore him. How can I focus on him when the glistening building comes into view? It reminds me of the elfish city of Lothloren from the Lord of the Rings. My nerd side is showing but it's the only thing I can think of to describe what this place looks like. It is white and full of glass windows all over it in different shapes and sizes.