Thranduil Novels & Stories

“Good morning” I turn my head to see who is coming. There’s Arthur with his grey hoodie, I can see he is wearing a white t-shirt inside. “Morning” I look at him suspiciously. “What’s bring you here?” I added. Arthur laughs and sits in the visitor chair, he probably knows that I will ask this as he always visits me at noon, yeah he doesn’t like to wake up in the morning. What a lazy ass! “Nope, I just missed you”

TRENT Her name was Lilith. The first girl I ever fell inlove with. She was Lilith. She was the most perfect little thing with blonde curls and a flawless skin with a fragile little body. In my mind, she was Snow White. My Snow White. The fairest of them all.

Her growl, when Darren suggested perhaps a small rest, dimmed the candles along the near wall by half, which earned an impressed murmur from the fairy delegation, and then her face crumpled toward the overtired cliff edge every parent learns to spot at a hundred paces. Darren swept her up before she went over it. She fought sleep for exactly two seconds, then surrendered into his shoulder, cloak, stocking feet, Smoke and all. “I’ll take her up,” I said. “Stay with the room.” Her guards peeled smoothly off the walls to flank us, four shadows in dress uniform. And a fifth shadow appeared at my elbow, smaller, bouncing on his toes. “I can come,” Thorin said. “I can guard her door. I’m not tired

Every step he took was steady, controlled, and powerful, like he had all the time in the world to grace us with his presence. And the moment Hector saw him— He went still, so deathly still that my heart skipped at the sight. Why did Hector react like that? And why was this strange man starting to look a little familiar? The elder’s voice suddenly rang out in that moment. “Alpha and Luna, Please allow me to introduce Lord Thorin,” he announced. “The greatest warrior of the Lycan realm.” The crowd erupted in cheers again and that was when it hit me. This was Sevrin's brother, Thorin.

No one said anything for a long time until the female started talking. “First, let me introduce myself. My name is Jade, and I am the mate of Kellan, whom you have already met. I am human, but because I am mated to a Dragon, I am able to live an exceptionally long life. I am over two hundred years old.”

Yet they both understood it. In the end, Luca turned away. “Fine,” he said hoarsely. “But if my father goes too far… I will not just watch from the sides.” ****** Arlen sensed it before he saw him. The aura of a beast-man with the touch of malice. When he turned, Theoden stood alone across the ruined ground, his countenance empty yet relaxed. Arlen glanced below. In his hand gleamed a blade oozing of dark energy. Only Theoden could mask such a weapon of destruction and pass it off as something pure and holy to the naked eye.

From the shadow of the ancient pines, a figure emerged with a silence that defied the roaring gale. It was Soren, the lead guard of the Forest Elves. He moved with the fluid, lethal grace of a predator born to the woods, his leather armor dark and slicked by the rain. His pointed ears were flat against his head to track the sounds of the valley, and his silver-rimmed eyes carried the deep, sorrowful wisdom of a being who had watched kingdoms rise and fall.

"They have parallel interests. Whether they're coordinating is something I haven't been able to confirm." Nora made a note not the content, just a mark that meant this matters more than it's being presented as mattering. She looked up. "Maren." "Neutral. Historically allied with Vael but the current heir Isolde Maren is building her own political identity independent of that alliance. She's careful. principled "Meaning she's someone worth being genuine with." He looked at her. "Yes." "Ashcroft."

I had already called him earlier when I got back to the pack house after meeting with my parents, so hopefully, he’s already had his own patrols on the lookout. “On it.” Cayden replies and I know in my gut that he was already calling the number without my having to tell him. Again, always connected. “Let me guess. Vampires?” Raul asks, waiting patiently until he could tell that I was done mind linking my ranked members, and easily keeping pace with me while we continue running to the southern border. “I mean, I’m still hopeful that it could be something else, but…yeah, vampires.” I tell him just as I hear Tasha’s voice in my mind link.

“Relax, my Dun. My love for you is still strong, eternal and forever burning in my heart.” Duncan blinked, voice tight. “Ari…” His voice sharpened. “Who. Is. Rheal? I want his full name? Where does he live? I want to know everything about him.” “Rheal Thornevale. He’s in the Dragon Realm.” Duncan froze in her arms. “He’s about this tall,” she said, using her hand to demonstrate her son's height. “He has the most beautiful, rare eyes. Gold mixed with silver. Same with his hair. He’s turning six… next month.”