Thranduil Novels & Stories

I felt another kind of power as Damon touched me. Cassandra was back again, sneering at me as if she had just defeated me. “Won’t you say a word, banished mother of twins?” I grinned. Kael’s blue eyes locked on mine, soft but full of claim. “Those twin pups carry my blood. Come back to Shadow Moon with me. You belong to me!” My legs felt weak as he released that statement. It was like a command, but I could not obey immediately. Damon was here too.

Rylan placed his hand beside mine. “I swear it with you,” he said. “From this moment forward, he is no longer our father.” I closed my fist around the blood-soaked earth. “From this night on,” I said quietly, “Thorin is my enemy.”

Then I headed to the burnt-out forest hilltop. The cold wind cut right through me. The creepy end-of-the-world vibe was getting stronger. I called up some friends to work some magic. Tonight, I’m going to call down lightning to turn all the wood into lightning wood. Infused with the power of thunder and the breath of silver, this wood will be stronger than it ever was before. Right then, I heard James, snickering from behind a tree. "My dear sister, had I known you liked it rough, I would've helped you look. These friends of yours are a bunch of weirdos. They're not even as cool as me."

And you would have been killed had I not been here. "So I'm supposed to thank you,dear dark lord,for saving my life," she coughed pushing his hand away as she felt some sparks when he touched her. He was the cutest creature she had seen so far. He had red eyes like a ruby gem,his blonde hair was long reaching his shoulder,his skin was pure white which would definitely glow as a lamp in the dark.He was also tall with broad shoulders,his packs were still so visible even with the black hoodie he wore

Becking with his hand, a group of elves stepped forward and bowed before the man. The elf-lord of the Silvan Elves was just about to give them orders concerning the arrangement for Luna's friends when he sensed a familiar presence grace his throne room. "Aragorn, I did it!"

“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?”

Drago led her to a covered deck, where the whole family was sitting, ready for breakfast. All around her were the usual suspects, Grigo, Marcu, and the mercenaries from the dungeon below the compound, who all nodded to her in respect. Madchen smiled at them, they never uttered a judgemental word against her when she enacted her frenzied revenge on Jason, they just stood back and let her have her moment.

/“If she is our mate, then our bond is blurred because I cannot feel it. This isn’t her fault.” /“You think this is why I’m upset? Blaming her wolf for choosing someone else?”/ /“You’ve thought about it before,”/ he sniffs. Kin grunts and gets to his feet, his six tails bristling. /“Both of you have it wrong; you’re having the same reaction to that gem around her neck as your father had. Thorin, you’re a late descendant of Baron and Loki - anything to do with the Wolf God Xamnir will affect you.”/

"And what about your precious heir?" He deadpans. "Try me." We stare down at each other for a heated minute until I whirl around and head for the entrance. As I put my foot on the threshold, he says in a calm voice, "The full moon is upon us, Marelyn. The moon goddess will not reject my heir because you are her blessing. Thorin will live, and so will you."

His anger doesn't scare me but his lust sure does. "My grandfather, King Lucas Vlček had twins. One was named Adrian and the other Aragorn. Aragorn was the older twin therefore, the heir to their father's throne. King Lucas always believed in status and royalty. He didn't accept my father when he introduced a lowly wolf peasant's daughter as his mate. They made him choose between the throne and his mate. My father being a fool that he was, he left the throne for his mate! A few years later, I was born and some more years passed by before Lucian was born.