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  • Fire in the Blood, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] Fire in the Blood – Linda Hoyland Rating- T for mild sexual suggestion Aragorn and Arwen face temptation. Disclaimer – These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. Dedicated to Shirebound on the occasion of her birthday. With grateful thanks to Raksha and Deandra for help with editing and Dreamflower and Lignota for plot ideas. “It is kind of you and Strider to visit me, Lady Arwen,” said Frodo. He gestured for his visitors to sit on the couch beneath his window. “I was concerned that you decided to eat alone in your room tonight,” said Aragorn. “I feared your wound might be paining you. You have had a long day with all the preparations for our departure.” He glanced towards Arwen. ” You can speak freely in front of Lady Arwen. She knows all about the burden you bear.” “I am simply tired,” said Frodo. “My shoulder isn’t hurting or anything.” His hand moved towards his waistcoat pocket and then to the chain around his neck. “It is better if you try not to touch the Ring, Frodo,” Aragorn said gently. “It seems so ordinary,” […] More

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  • Blood in the Snow Chapter 1, a lord of the rings fanfic

    [ad_1] B2MeM Challenge Roles and names of Aragorn1- lover; weather- snow; Emotions- cruelty; Injuries and other ailments – torture. Love in M-e – torn between his oath and his love. Song lyrics – blessings are not just for the ones that kneel- luckily. Format: short story Genre: hurt/comfort, romance Rating: PG13 Warnings: mention of torture and injuries Characters: Aragorn, Halbarad, OMC, Elrond, Arwen Pairings: Aragorn/Arwen Summary: Aragorn fights to save a young Ranger’s life. These characters all belong to the estate of J.R.R. Tolkien. This story was written for pleasure and not for financial gain. Aragorn dropped to his knees in the blood- splattered snow and took the crumpled body in his arms. “Does he yet live?” asked Halbarad. “Aye, but barely. We must get him away from here.” The Rangers surveyed the carnage. The bodies of twenty or so Orcs lay scattered around them, their black blood mingled with the scarlet blood of their young comrade. “I only hope we have not come too late,” said Aragorn bleakly. He looked sadly at Gilavir who lay insensible, his clothing torn to shreds and blood oozing from his many wounds. He pulled off his cloak and wrapped it around the young […] More

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