Thranduil Merch Novels & Stories

Tanya placed the round disk with the etched knot at her feet. Jamie stepped forward. “I present to you, Fylfot. It represents continuity and feminine energy from Sunna.” The large wooden circle with the sun-wheel carved on it, was placed at Adara’s feet. Wendy stepped forward. “I present to you, Aegishjalmur, to strike fear into the hearts of your enemies.” Wendy placed the embroidered fabric depicting the Helm of Awe at her feet. Susan stepped forward. “I present to you, Svefnthorn, so that your enemies may sleep instead of planning your demise.” Susan smiled as she placed the metal bar with the sleep thorn etch on it at Adara’s feet.

The girl sometimes met them in Taaldor and knew that they were people from the islands that lie in the Dark Sea. They bought a roll of golden silk that the princess liked, and Berius ordered the merchant to send it to the castle. After that, there were decorations made of translucent and smoky blue moonstone. Pendants in pure light silver and flowing white silk. Deja laughed as she tried on a wonderful bronze helmet with forged wings on the sides: her head sank into it. The merchant involuntarily admired the girl and smiled at her. "Take this bracelet, mistress," he offered. On the copper circle, the girl looked at the running tigers. Do me the honor.

Queen Thalia said, she is still holding her golden trident with her left hand, with a golden crown on her head, her white long hair fallen between her shoulders and is covering her bosom. "I'm sure my father is smiling at you where ever he is, for your kind gesture towards me, I really enjoyed my stay here and do hope to see you guys again," Darrell said. "That's not a problem Darrell, you should be on your way now, Monaserus needs you," Pontius said and gave Darrell a hug. Pontius had a golden crown on his head. He also wore a golden bracelet on his upper right arm. They broke from the hug and Darrell returned a warm smile to Pontius and walks to queen Thalia.

Prompted Cory as they reached the gates of Merdenor’s castle. Hayden just smiled mischievously. He had a glint in his eyes. The huge gates before them were thrown open and they entered the castle’s grounds. Cory gasped. There was a huge sculpture depicting Cory, Hayden, Titan, Blaython and Sprout. In it, Cory was poised to shoot an arrow with the Amber Bow, Hayden was holding the Vermillion Sword, Titan was wielding the Crimson Axe, Blaython was mid-roar and Sprout had his tiny arms akimbo from where he stood on Titan’s shoulder.

"I heard you were dead." "I seem to hear that a lot lately," Tristan said. "It’s very bad for my credit rating." Thorne laughed. He stood up and walked down the steps. "And you brought a friend," Thorne looked at Saoirse. "The Dragon Princess. The bounty on her is quite... motivating." "Touch her," Tristan said pleasantly, "and I will liquefy your internal organs." Thorne stopped. He looked at Tristan. He saw the violet eyes. He felt the hum of power in the room.

All bore the same tattoo on their left shoulders: a mountain peak crossed by a crescent moon. Mountain Ridge Pack. I recognized the symbol from Elena’s lessons on regional territories. “Aria Silvermoon,” the largest one said, his voice a deep rumble. He had scars across his chest and arms, a warrior’s body honed by years of fighting. “We’ve been looking for you.” I gripped my staff tighter, taking the defensive stance Elena had drilled into me. “Well, you found me. Congratulations. Now leave.” The man smiled, but there was no warmth in it. “Can’t do that. Our Alpha has questions. You’re coming with us.”

He smirked, making Deliana raise an eyebrow at him. "Have you not seen boobs before?" She asked coldly. "None that are…" He flinched as Deliana tied his stomach painfully tight. I stepped away, he was in good hands, and obviously with a good view. I turned to see Theon breaking or crushing every bone in Theoden’s body one by one, his aura swirling around him. "For Mom… Thalia…" He kept listing them all, Iyara, Thea, me, our packs, the kingdom…

the most prestigious shop in the territory. Her eyes locked onto a crystalline magic wand displayed in the center. Its core contained a rare phoenix feather, with moonstone and diamond inlays along the handle. "1.9 million?" Alexander muttered, his face paling at the price tag. The Thorn Pack had been devastated by the territory wars before we took leadership. Even now, after years of recovery under our guidance, we were still rebuilding our resources. Sarah quickly stepped in, playing her part perfectly. "Lily, sweetheart, that's too expensive. Alpha Alex is already so generous to us..."

Moreover, Darryl was also the Lyndon clan’s live-in son-in-law, which made Brandon look down on him even more. Darryl did not mind his attitude. He nodded his head and went over to take the box. Darryl then noticed that on the offering table was an enshrined striped thumb ring that looked like it was made of jade but was not. It had a sense of mystery. Behind the thumb ring was a wooden sign, and several words were written extravagantly on it. Darryl recognized the words ‘Tianshan’ on the front, but the words behind it were so scribbled that it was illegible. This thumb ring was really something, and it must be a high-quality antique.

"Arthur didn't have one son. He had two. And I’ve been waiting twenty years for my turn at the throne." The priest-like figure stepped into the light, revealing a face that was a mirror image of Xander’s, but scarred by decades of exile. As the GRC fell from the sky, a new, older Thorne had arrived to claim the wreckage—and he wasn't looking for money. He was looking for the child.