Thranduil Novels & Stories

I said it before, he was the male version of Medusa. I swiveled on the balls of my feet, instantly meeting Gunnar's green-brown eyes. They were more brown with blotches of green swirling through the irises this morning and they were hooded with days worth of exhaustion. Thick stubble coated his jaw, framing the impeccable slice of it. His chocolate brown locks were snarled in every direction; tufts sticking out and begging for me to run my fingers through. I fisted my hands, quickly shaking the thought out of my head.

It matched the dark color of his tunic perfectly and would’ve completely set him apart from Nadia if it weren’t for the white buttons down the front, and the pattern that spiraled across his shoulders and chest. My heart was slow and heavy in my chest, and through the small gaps in the crowd I spotted my mate and his mortal enemy approaching the raised dais where two thrones of silver and white sat. Both were carved from a white colored wood and coated in glittering jewels of different shades. One with gemstones plucked from the night sky, and the other from the deepest reaches of the sea. Adley and I gasped in tune when Dain and Nadia faced the crowd and lowered themselves onto the thrones.

“And this companion, do you know him, as well?” His arms wove across his chest as Agamori twisted his lips and shook his head. “I do not; he’s Earthborn.” The burst of adrenaline shot through Daniel’s body, and the falling feeling came to his palms as the room where he locked the memory away started to open. “What does he look like?” Daniel glowed with a blue aura but as it melted into charcoal, Rosemary put her healing hand on his shoulder as she peeked over it. “Did this man give his name, Agi?” “He calls himself Haldir.”

she repeated. He chuckled and ran his hand through his dark hair, which caught the light of the moon and made it look like satin threads. “My name is Slate,” he told her, looking her right in the eyes. “I know the dragon well, Princess, because… I am the dragon.”

Haldir put his hand on Ben’s shoulder and said, “Well, let’s go deliver this message and see what he wants so we can get out of here.” As he entered the Great Hall, Haldir lowered his head to Daniel and Rosemary. “Your Majesties.” Daniel shook his head as he approached the men. “I’ve told you before, it’s just Daniel.” Haldir smiled quickly with closed lips and said, “Daniel. This is…” “Thorin and Ben, yes, I know.” Daniel looked the two men over then pushed his black wavy hair off his face before extending his hand to Ben. “I’ve been waiting a very long time to meet you.”

Don't tell him that Hahaha me and my sister mind talking " You mean, about the marriage thing, right?" I ask (bored look) "You knew?! How?" Father shooked. "Uhmmm...someone whisp (yawn)" I replied "Huh?" Father is still an idiot hahaha "What she meant father is... the wisp" wendia explained in a whisper. "Now what? (bored look) " I ask, "Oh I forgot girls, this is my old friend king thranduel and his eldest son prince Belegurth of Varie kingdom" my father.

Several tankards sat haphazardly upon the table, amid splashes of ale spilled here and there. The Dwarves were all engaged in a heated conversation. They barely noticed when Furgus and the others came through the door. The one in the Obsidian seat was a bulky fellow, even for a dwarf, but Randey could tell it was mostly muscle mass that accounted for it. He, too, had an iron grey beard, and his hair was braided more elaborately. The only thing indicating any symbol of office was the pendant he wore, a golden miniature of the spiral-and-triangles symbol they had seen on the mountainside. Kol was frowning at one of the Dwarves who was speaking loudly to him. “ . . . and killed my cousin Malik!

I tell them. The guy with the whitest hair I have ever seen shuts the door. I page our assistant and let him know that we will be in a meeting for a while. Ben says that is fine, and we don’t have anything scheduled for the rest of today anyways. I tell him thanks and notice that the guy with dark green hair seems interested in knowing Ben’s name. “Sorry I guess I should introduce all of us. My name is Drew, the guy with the blinding white hair is Dalton, Cole is the one with the green hair.” Drew says.

"That does not make all of us furry, does it?" "Valid," I agreed. "But Tolkien—" "Tolkien was wrong!" Legolas—I mean Tiernan—flung his hands out in exasperation. "Enough!" Keir sliced his hand through the air; leaving a trail of stardust behind it. Everyone froze. I had no idea something so sparkly could be so intimidating "Tiernan has long been accepted into this court, and I will not be disgraced by listening to him defend his place here. He is a Twilight fairy, Torquil. You know that and have embraced it up until the moment you saw him embracing my daughter."

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…