Boil 'em, mash 'em, stick 'em in a stew… Sam has a large cookbook at home dedicated to potatoes.

Estella wonders if what she is able to give Merry will be enough for him. She feels so differently than he does, and yet he insists she is the one for him.

Do you know what it is to be afraid of yourself? To be so consumed by this concept that it seeps like a cancer in to every aspect of your life. How could you ever trust yourself? Who is the young woman who accompanies the fellowship? What secrets does she hold and why can no one get close to her? Legolas/OC

Un relato mas de cerca sobre Gil Galad desde los inicios de la Guerra del Anillo en la Segunda Edad del Sol hasta su fin. Las visiones, pensamientos, acciones y amores de Gil Galad son los vivos protagonistas de esta historia. Sean bienvenidos!

Firefoot may be a horse, but he is a wise horse and he knows what he wants and thinks. In his humble opinion, Éomer is a good master who is quite easy to train to be an even better master. In his humble opinion, Éomer is smart enough to appreciate a good horse and not get any foolish ideas. In Aragorn's opinion, if not Éomer drives him mad, Firefoot will surely do it, for the hors

A wizard and a lord of the Dunedain discuss destiny, succession, and an impetuous young Chieftain. Best read in conjunction with the first chapter of "A Light From the Shadows."

Decades before the War of the Ring, in a time of growing dark for the Dunedain, a Ranger of the North meets a strange traveler in the Wild east of Amon Sûl. Sequel to "Not All Those Who Wander Are Lost," though you do not have to have read that story to enjoy this one!

Lord of the Rings AU

An estranged Legolas and Tauriel are out on patrol when things unexpectedly take a turn and they suddenly find themselves fighting for their lives. Plenty of sick/ hurt Leggy with lots of hurt comfort, angst and whump :) Disclaimer: It goes without saying, as much as I wish they were, Leggy and Tauriel aren't mine! I don't profit from these fics, they're just for fun :)

Nous sommes le temps que l'on ne peut effacer. Celles que l'ont chérie pour ne pas se perdre. Les protectrices de leurs mémoires immortelles ravagées par un passé lointain. Marchant à leurs côtés, nous leur rappelons à chaque instant que tout à un prix.

The good of the world must be sown, Though troubled and rotten it grows. The blood of soft hearts must atone, The wicked will only breed woes. A human woman, born to outcasts in Mordor clings to her humanity in the face of monsters, both real and internal.

Desperate to escape her life as Tolfalas' midwife, Minnow travels to the mainland. Despite being no stranger to bloodshed, she finds herself completely unprepared for the war against The Enemy, the strange and chaotic customs of Elves and Dwarves, and falling in love. A slow burn and build about a woman working as a healer in a war zone in Middle Earth. Updates regularly.

Boromir meets Lady Eleanor of Dol Amroth, and this is their tale. (Co-written with Tales from the Cluttered Desk) (And I do not own Eleanor, See DISCLAIMER)

Elwen faisait partie de ceux qu'on ne voit pas. Les invisibles, ceux qui se cachent et fuient. Ceux qui resteront à jamais dans l'ombre. Parce qu'ils portent un poids bien trop lourd et qu'à jamais ils devront le porter. Son père lui avait un jour dit que la couleur rouge sang de ses cheveux était le présage d'une vie d'assassin et de sorcière. Peut-être avait il eu raison ...

The night after Gandalf and the Three Hunters exit Fangorn, they capture an uruk-hai. When Gandalf leaves on an urgent errand, Aragorn, Legolas and Gimli must transport their prisoner to Edoras without his help. But the orc has ideas of its own, and a secret they would never guess. Warnings: contains mention/threat of non-con; cruelty to orc(s); canon-appropriate violence/gore.

Rosie knows more than Sam, she sees more than Sam does. Frodo is thankful for it. One-shot

Dear Reader, This is the first chapter of my first fan-fiction book. I will release a chapter every week or so. To make this story the best it can be, all corrective feedback is welcome. Saphira is a story of an assassin's path to redemption and a prince's path to courage. This story takes place 30 years before the events of the Hobbit. Hope you enjoy.

A collection of short stories, mostly about Thranduil and Legolas facing every new day, fight and adventure under the canopy of their beloved forest with more or less grace.

Mature One Shots Glorfindel x OC. Rated M. Not for kids under 18. M/F. A spicy, smutty, explicit bonus for my Mila (A Glorfindel Fanfiction) readers. Check out my profile to read more of their story!

A few hundred years into the Third Age, Lord Cirdan of the Grey Havens sends an elleth named Elluin and her family to Greenwood the Great to make their home under King Thranduil. They bear a prophecy that hints at fruition when Elluin, now a servant in the palace, finds herself falling in love with the troubled Elvenking.

While Erestor is laid up, Estel sends his beloved nurse to keep his friend company. Mellolaes tells the Noldo a story of her people and his to keep him entertained. Neither can foresee the results.

Legolas is brought home injured, the sole survivor of a patrol mission gone disastrously wrong. Thranduil and the wood-elves healers do all they can to help him heal both physically and mentally, but will it be enough, or will Legolas be forced to seek recovery across the sea?

As the shadow is slowly spreading in the south, Thranduil decides to take his people north and establish his fortress in a hill. Not everyone is happy with this decision. His young son is his first opponent, while his wife tries to mediate their feelings.

60 years before the War of the Ring, The Mouth of Sauron is being raised as a bastard son in the house of his father. More than anything, he craves security and a title of his own.

Urzahil of Umbar, later known as The Mouth of Sauron, moves to Mordor to enter Sauron's service.