Ringsofpower Stories

Sauron and Merci. A very powerful duo. Powerful together, than apart. A vow, a powerful promise, was made the day they were wed. If one was to die before the other, the other would follow soon after. The vow was made centuries ago... when Sauron was Mairon. The two have since become, immortal. Mairon turned to Sauron and Merci followed his lead in becoming immortal. The Witch King soon came along, and has drawn a wedge between the two. He fawns over Merci, to much for Sauron's liking. Soon, his jealously turned violent. Sauron takes his jealous rage out on Merci, leaving physical scars along her body. But she never strays from him, she loves him to much. One day she grows tired of his smart comments and beatings, and so she begins to pry. Causing him to break into a panic and cry and break down. Confessing his fears and truth. Could they, fix their problems? Or will she continue to turn from him?

A fanfic inspired by the last episode of Rings of Power. This is your spoiler alert!

The remnants of the Númenórean army and the Southland villages march on wearily on their journey to Pelargir. Wolves, Orcs, Trolls, and dangerous weather and terrain plague them at every turn. But soon they start to suspect that their troubles might also be coming from within.... AU because Season 2 is already being filmed and this definitely isn't how it's going to end up.

A fan-fiction story of Lord of the Rings, which takes place in or after the rings of power ( never seen it) but before the lord of the rings trilogy, in which Legolas meets an extraordinary elf-woman, who, like her twin brother, owns one of the lost rings of power. She is adopted by Galadriel. She and Legolas fall in love, finding that they both help each other in different ways and look to the other in times of need.

Henella's parents were killed tragically when she was small. Vowing revenge, she seeks to kill the one who destroyed them. However, the assassin never meant to fall in love with her target. Allario, chosen as the Fae King, lost his fated mate long ago in a tragedy. So it was with heavy heart he decides to choose a mate from one of the fae females of court. But fate, and a beautiful assassin, has other plans.

In the twilight years of the Second Age, before war divided the world and darkness consumed Numenor, a lesser-known elven sorceress walked among the hidden circles of the Wise. She was Lúmirel, a Maia of the stars, an apprentice of Varda, and the bearer of an ancient grudge. She first crossed paths with Mairon, before he became known as Sauron, when he was still the Maia of Aulë. He was charismatic, brilliant, and maddening... and Lúmirel loathed him immediately. Their first words were not spoken aloud, but kindled across the aether: a clash of wills, ideals, and unspoken recognition. Lúmirel, born of starlight and woven from rebellion, found herself drawn to Mairon's mind-structured, burning, aching with a desire to protect all imperfection. In her, he discovered an irritant, a fracture, and a fascination. The feelings should have ended there. Only they didn't As the fires of war escalate, Lúmirel finds herself torn between the desire for vengeance and a doomed longing. She begins to realize what no elf dares to acknowledge: that the one who could ultimately destroy her might also be the only person who truly understands her.

"A hidden book. Four rings. One destiny." Zac never expected a dusty attic to change his life forever. When he and his friends discover an ancient book containing mysterious elemental rings, they unlock powers beyond imagination-fire, water, air, and nature. But power comes with a price. A dark figure already controls the ultimate ring... and he's waiting. Now, four teenagers must rise as protectors of the elements-or watch everything fall into chaos. ✨ Secrets will awaken. 🔥 Battles will begin. 🌑 And not everyone will survive...

Elenora is an elf warrior who has fought for what she believes in for centuries. Later on when it is believed The enemy is defeated she has no choice but to stay with her long time crush elrond. But wJen sometjing goes wrong time begins to change differently.

just a quick blurb that ties in to my Do We Let Them Stand Alone canon. Mairon forges a crown for Melkor. edit: #1 in annatar?!?!

A multi-fandom collection of reader-insert one-shots. Grimm. The Hobbit. LOTR. Twilight. GOT. Black Butler. Avengers. TLOU. Harry Potter. Criminal Minds. TWD. Rings of Power. Different moods, different universes, different characters - all in one place. Expect a mix of angst, fluff, action, comfort, and chaos. Every chapter includes warnings. Every story stars you. *Requests are Open*

Galadriel speaks with a young writer who lets the wise one see parts of their story. Disclaimer - I don't own Middle Earth. This was written for Froday amnesty for August 2022 for prompt 11.25 - Somebody to Love, and - well, there's no getting around the fact Celeborn's absence from the trailers for Rings of Power which may be a complete erasure of his character - it does bother me. It's not the only thing that bothers me, but I also think there is an underestimation of the kind of domino effect a single change to the lore could have.

The Hobbits know what Tolkien would think, even if some of the race of Men do not. Disclaimer - I don't own Tolkien's Middle Earth, and contrary to what the cast says, we fans of Middle Earth are allowed to say what we think of Tolkien's lore not being respected the way it should have been. And for me, it's coming in the form of satire, but anybody else who wants to do the same - you're free to do so. Just please, don't bash the individuals who like Rings of Power, particularly since some of them this will be, unfortunately, their first experience with Tolkien. Which, part of the reason I finally settled on doing it this way is that I know there are going to be some who don't know what's going on, and I'd like for them to actually be interested in checking out Middle Earth stuff that isn't Rings of Power. And this reflection is based on one of the Hobbit cast members asking what Tolkien would think of her, the Harfoot which means she's still clueless that the Harfoot aren't the ancestors of the Hobbit but a type of Hobbit. Oh, and let's not pretend Tolkien who hated the adaptions done when he was alive would be okay with this one.

Mostly my silly little fanarts from different fandoms imported from my twitter account. Chapter title will include the character/fandom and TW if necessary! I'm no way a professional artist this is just for fun!

Nori Brandyfoot never experienced worse than her village burning down in flames. Her mother, father, and little sister Dilly get completely separated from her during the tragic fire too. She manages to find her best friend Poppy though once they escape. Even though her life has been turned upside down, Nori must work together with Poppy to find food, shelter, and most of all a way to survive - as just a harfoot.

let's find out from the research

From Tolkien's view

Along the banks of the braided Hornewood River lies Southbend, a small town home to river and forest folk alike. Well, maybe village is a better word? I don't know, I just live here. And right now I have more to worry about than being pedantic. My father sits and stares out the window all day, ill with his grief, my brothers run around harassing the people in town all day, I am perpetually covered in mud and paint, and Amand keeps pulling me up the mountain--into the woods--on his crazy day adventures. I wouldn't mind it if I didn't know what he was really after. The spirits and creatures of the wood and river can be beautiful, ethereal, magical. They twinkle and dance and sing as they ride on the wind or play in the trees. Others--the ones I know he's REALLY after--are not so friendly. At least, that's what the elders say and what the whispers around town are saying. Why can't he just hunt rabbits, like a normal Lightfoot?

lesser-known facts about Arondir

Forged by forgotten magic and shaped by the wisdom of ages, she was unlike any who walked the lands of Middle-earth. A witch born of shadow and light, she stood at Númenor's heart-beloved, powerful, and timeless. But not even she could remain untouched by the quiet turning of fate. When a mysterious man arrives with a name not quite his own, she is pulled into a tangle of shifting loyalties, uneasy alliances, and choices that ripple beyond the island's shores. In an age of rising darkness, not all battles are fought with swords-and not all truths are easily seen. This is a story spun from the edges of legend-of a witch, a world, and a choice quietly woven into the larger tapestry of Middle-earth.