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  • Veterans From the Days of the Republic Chapter 1: Veterans, a Star Wars: The Clone Wars + Star Wars Rebels Crossover fanfic

    [ad_1] Disclaimer: I do not own Star Wars Rebels, Star Wars, Star Wars: The Clone Wars, or any part of the Star Wars franchise. (I wish I did.) So… I looked for a story like this but couldn’t find anything. I decided to write my own, and here we are! It was supposed to be a simple mission. An easy one. Which meant that it turned out terribly, horribly wrong. Their intel was wrong. There wasn’t a fuel transfer, which would have been a grab-and-go. Instead, there was a group of stormtroopers. Rex had gone along for the ride, and that was how he ended up sitting on the cot in a tiny imperial cell, sulking in the corner. Yes, he was sulking. He didn’t care with it was unbefitting of a seasoned Clone Wars veteran like him. There was no one here to see him, so why did it matter? He didn’t have the barest hint of an escape plan—though he should if he was half the strategical master he’d heard Ahsoka had painted him as. The door slid open with a hiss and Rex’s head jerked up, but his heart froze. It was a stormtrooper. But not just […] More

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  • Autre temps, autre moeurs Other days,other ways, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Autre temps, autre moeurs (Other days,other ways) Disclaimer – These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. With grateful thanks to Raksha, From Yulaf son of Izraban, Under-secretary to the Master of the Household of the Khan of Eastern Harad, Favored by the Giver of Light and Darkness, to Resoud son of Tahor, Secretary to the Vizier of the Treasury, Hail and Greeting from the North, Minas Tirith in the Land of Stone. You asked me, friend, what I think of Aragorn son of Arathorn, King of Gondor and Arnor, wielder of the Sword Reforged, the Elfstone, Elessar of the line of Valandil, Isildur’s son, Elendil’s son of Númenor. A strange man indeed is this King of Gondor. He will usually spend the morning sternly dispensing justice or attending Council, as indeed a King should, but then he partakes of a simple luncheon with his lady wife. Oddly enough, she appears to be his only consort. There is no rumour of him having other wives, or even a concubine. In the afternoon, he acts more oddly than ever. He is often seen at the Houses of […] More

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  • High Days and Holidays Chapter 1: Love at First Sight Valentine’s Day, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Title: Love at First SightAuthor: Linda Hoyland Characters/Pairing: Aragorn, othersRating: GWarnings: noneBook/Source: LOTR book-verse Summary – Aragorn thinks about love. A double drabble as a Valentine’s Day gift for all my readers. Disclaimer – These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. It was love at first sight again, Aragorn thought. He tenderly contemplated the babe he held in his arms. The poets were wrong when they claimed this happened but once in a lifetime. Indeed, it was so when he had met his beloved Arwen, but there were other kinds of love too, less exciting and overwhelming, but no less deep and true. He had loved all his children, his son and daughters, from the moment they had first been placed in his arms. Friends as well, he had had loved from the beginning, as well the faithful steed, Roheryn, his lady’s gift. Éomer who could so easily have slain him and his companions, the fair Éowyn, and Faramir, the possible rival whom he had snatched back from the Shadow. Faramir had become the son of his heart. This little one sprang from so many […] More

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  • The Hidden Days of Healing Chapter 1: After the Battle !, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] The characters here and in the following chapters are the property of the Tolkien Estate and New Line Cinema. This story was written for pleasure and not profit Chapter One Sauron’s hosts charged towards the men of the West, who though greatly outnumbered were determined to fight bravely to the last. Aragorn swung Anduril as the Orcs pressed round him, stabbing furiously with their spears, each eager to fell Isildur’s heir, who had the impudence to challenge their master. At least his death in battle would be quick, unlike that of the Ring Bearer and his loyal companion, who even as they fought were being cruelly tortured at the hands of these vile creatures. He shuddered at the memory of Sauron’s servant gloating over their anguish at the sight of Frodo’s clothing. There had never been more than a fool’s hope, but now even that was gone. He could only hope Arwen and her father would flee over the sea before the enemy reached them, though her brothers who were at his side seemed fated to share the doom of men. Yet, as Elves, they had that hope of sailing to the West but men had none at all […] More

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