From birth, Lyrielle's been kept a secret of the elves, only they knew about her existence. She's an incredibly talented archer and swordsman. She learned from her father and brother, Legolas. Her mother died in the battle of Angmar and she's been raised by her father. She befriended Lord Elrond's daughter, Arwen and they've been inseparable ever since.

There was a Princess in the Woodland Realm. She was the oldest of four children. Unlike her siblings, though, she was forced to stay inside the kingdom. Tavelier was angry about this, so she decided to change who she was after running away from home. Years pass, and she still hadn't returned home. When she joins the Company of Thorin Oakenshield, she will have to return. Will her family welcome her back, or will they push her away after what she did? Join Tavelier on her journey to discover who she is.

¿Qué sucede cuando un rey, acostumbrado a la melancolía y el deber eterno, empieza a sentir un fuego inesperado en su interior, solo para luchar contra el deseo que lo traiciona? 🛑 EN PAUSA TEMPORALMENTE 🛑 _______________________________________ Yo Paula A. Vasquez declaro que todos los derechos de autor de las obras, personajes y elementos pertenecen a J. R. R. Tolkien y sus respectivos herederos o licenciantes. Esta obra de fan fiction se ha realizado única y exclusivamente como entretenimiento, sin ánimo de lucro, sin pretensión de sustituir ni competir con las creaciones originales, y respetando en todo momento el legado literario de Tolkien. Todos los derechos reservados.

Vanimóre has been wandering the wilds of Middle Earth for her whole life, patiently gathering knowledge and experience along the way. But as she befriends Elves, Men, and Wizards, she can no longer hide her dangerous secret, a secret that could change the rhythm of the world forever.

❝𝐥𝐞𝐭'𝐬 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞.❞ ↳ 𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐘/𝐍 𝐘/𝐋/𝐍, 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐞𝐥𝐝𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐝𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐠𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐚𝐫, 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 [𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 @-𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐡].

There were many myths about the forest kingdom, whether it was real or not. Some claimed that it's people were immortal while others claim they are the ghosts of the dead. Others said that it's people were of humans, hobbits, dwarfs and elves. It was said it was ruled by a beautiful queen, who wore a dress as white as snow, a crown as pure as silver, with silver eyes as bright as the moon. They say if you whispered her name she would give you the knowledge you seek. But that was only a myth... right? The company of Thorin Oakenshield had been running through a dark forest when suddenly everything around them changed, and in the distance stood a large tree, around it was the most beautiful and peaceful kingdom they had ever seen. The Kingdom of the Forest Queen, (Y/N)

" As wild as the Rangers of the North, as brutal as the Orcs, and as beautiful as the Elves." Evelyn is known as many things: a warrior, a bad attitude, destruction embodied, and a person with a record of vaporizing anyone that she didn't like. But that was all before she barged into the Council of Elrond, uninvited; with a plan to help accompany the Ring-bearer to Mordor. Saucy and battle-willed till the end, Evelyn delves into the journey of the Fellowship-- her devastating skill with steel and her unquenchable determination becoming a pillar for the group. But underneath the guise of a warrior, what the Fellowship doesn't know are the secrets that lie within-- and the demon of vengeance that awaits for the perfect opportunity. Because even though she may be their only hope, she can also be the sword of their destruction....

Nymeria just wanted a quiet life alone in the woods. But when a Grey wizard comes barging into her house and requesting her companionship on a journey that will probably cost Nymeria her life, she has an important decision to make. Moreover, she meets a friend she has not seen for a long time. Finding out that they might be standing on the opposite side of the battlefield leaves her with a headache once more...

Nerwen is no ordinary daughter of the Eldar. Touched by the blood of the ancient ones and gifted with elemental magic long forgotten, she is summoned to the Greenwood on the eve of war. Sent by Galadriel, bound by purpose, and haunted by a past of loss and silence, Nerwen carries a power the Enemy has already begun to hunt. There she meets Thranduil-king of starlight and ice, carved by grief, crowned in thorns of pride. What begins as wary distance deepens into something neither can name. As the darkness spreads from Dol Guldur and the dwarves of Erebor awaken a fire beneath the mountain, fate draws them closer, even as old wounds threaten to tear them apart. From the shadowed halls of Mirkwood to the burning skies over Dale, Echoes in the Greenwood weaves a tale of war, sacrifice, and slow-burning love. It is the story of a warrior who carries too much, a king who dares to hope again, and a bond powerful enough to bend even the will of the Valar. And when all light seems lost... the Greenwood sings her name. All of the original characters from Tolkien are not mine. All of the others are of my own creative power.

Warrior. Shadow. Ruthless. The freest of hearts and sharpest of tongues. A survivor in her own right. A human girl, born of the ancient blood of Númenor, raised by Elves. Meant for greatness, but honed on the black blood of Orcs. Léra Celebdraug is free, and not a single soul will ever change that. She writes her own fate. She chooses her own paths. No Man, Elf, nor Dwarf can stand in the way of what her heart truly desires. She wants to be feared. To be relentless. She wants the dark creatures of enemy forces to flee beneath her blade. She won't settle for shiny armor and a crown on her head. There will be blood before her freedom is ensured. Blood that runs black and red across her hands. The blood of Dwarves. Of Elves. Of Man. She will bring the world to its knees. And still she will keep up the fight.