Why Does Gollum Call Himself Smeagol In Lord Of The Rings?

BOOK #6 - WRIGHT-PETROV SERIES After her father's death, Kamilla lost her association with her father's employer. The Petrov family. Everything else followed. People she considered friends, including her boyfriend, turned their backs on her. She was outcasted by the same people previously groveling to please her. Overnight, she becomes a nobody. An easy target for the hypocrites of society. Nonetheless, she endures. She is far stronger than anyone realizes. However, someone thought she needed protection. "Why are you doing this, Mr. Samuel Petrov? I do not need the frivolity of your world. And please do not give me that lame excuse about being my father's friend again," she shows her defiance by meeting his calm gaze with her sharp angry one. "Believe me, Kamilla, you will not want to hear my reasons." Samuel bore her with an ominous look, attempting to dismiss her. "What reasons, Mr. Petrov? Does it include watching me sleep in the middle of the night? Or your huge one down there having a hard-on whenever you see me in my flimsy nightgown?" with regained boldness, she sassed while pointing at the bump of his pants. Samuel raised a brow in response to her brazenness. "It's just the tip of the iceberg you are seeing, Kamilla. You do not want to know the rest of it," his voice turned icy cold as he gritted every word. "I'm no angel, Samuel Petrov. I can smell your desire since day one, baby" A suggestive sultry smile carves her lips. "Fuck you, Kamilla. Don't call me baby" she was no longer surprise when he swiftly pulled and pinned her on the couch. "It's dangerous" His ragged hot breath fanned her face, and a rock-hard thing was wedged between them.

Bastard son of Oskar Ungart, Ulfgar grew up an outcast amongst a brotherly society. Never fitting in with his half-brothers, the legitimate children of the Ungart clan, he spent many days by himself. Un-sculpted by his culture he was left to his own interests. This in return pushed him farther away from his father and his clan. Ulfgar Ungart chose to pursue wizardry and necromancy in his hate filled lust for power and revenge. scorned for his chosen path his father ridiculed and banished him from his home lands. With his pride in tatters and his mothers death spurring him on his way he left to his uncles. It was there he heard of Witch Mountain and the hermit who dwelled in the forest. Ulfgar knew this was his chance to grab ahold of his dreams and finally become the wizard he knew he was.

Nineteen years ago, a prophecy appeared in the land of Calla Empire. "The day has come. The Goblin's Bride will be born. The Goblin will rise again." Mothers who were pregnant were f*rced to abort their unborn children. The Queen who was bearing the King's sole heiress was left with no other choice but to escape and run away from the Empire. Amara Fairoza turned into a lovely little girl. She was loved by the people of the woods and was always been a fan of folklores. "My children, do you want to know a secret?" said by an old woman when Amara was seventeen. "It was the Royal family who cursed the people. They were the ones who spread the disease and blame it to the Goblin. They took the Goblin and locked him under the palace. The Goblin's trapped into a deep sleep. A spell was casted by a witch and no one could wake him except for the kiss of his bride." She didn't have any idea back then that she was the lost queen of the empire and the Goblin's bride.

A banished princess had been staying in the mortal lands after her father, the King, dismissed her from the Immortal world because she fell in love with a mortal man. After the death of her husband, she frequently changes her home. After a few years, her cousin who accompanied her to the mortal lands told her that her mother was dying, which was shocking, since the elves were immortal and couldn't die. Princess Aelanor decided to go back to her home and meet her mother, but the journey made her realise that there was some dark plague going around which harms even the immortal races. She decided to go on an adventure to find the source of the evil, finding friendship and love along the way in the unlikeliest ways possible.

As the forest continues to grow darker and darker, Abednego's life rolls slowly to a boil in the horrific Igodo forest, a revered forest where no human soul can survive. The enemy lingers in the intense dark forest ready to sack out his blood. The horrific conditions in the forest is a prove to be even more dangerous to Abednego. He has no option but to save himself from evil spirits and the unseen ruthless creatures hunting him down. The only option is that he has to fight and fight it dirty to save himself or rather be killed and his body left to rote in this evil haunted forest. Most disturbing is that he is on a mission to get a tail of one of the creatures called Ogrism, luckily, he meets an old woman called Matendechere, who finally gives him a magic calabash that enables him to fend for himself against the creatures. Now, Abednego has to fight for his freedom, and set himself free from the forest trauma.

Eloise never thought that she would be chosen, even by her own family, she did not think that the Elf king would see her and genuinely care for her. Not like she cared for it though, or at least that was what she told herself over and over. She did not care, she had gotten over it. The betrayal from her parents, the back stabbing from her sister and even worse, her mate. With the chance to make things right, Eloise grabs at the opportunity, deciding not to waste her time to the worthless piece of trash that was her mate and life was… Perfect. Except one small thing people of the Elf realm were happy with the mating pair, the couple decides to do everything in their power to fight against all But what happens when love isn’t enough? * “look into my eyes” he grabbed my face, making me look nowhere else but at him. “say it, say that you want me and would not let me go” he begged, his voice carrying this harshness but his eyes… “say that you would not let me go or I swear by the heavens, I would not let you go until you do” his hands on my thigh suddenly became too hot, making it impossible to breathe properly. “Dren… ” my voice came out a whisper. holding on to him not planning to let him go. “I need you to get the hell out” I was breathing heavily, “then say it” he carried my second leg around him, making the only thing holding him up the wall and his huge frame. “say it like you mean it” something in his eyes screamed hungry, making me bite my lips in anticipation. “say it my precious, don’t make me wait…