Henry's life used to be interesting. Almost a century ago he lost his cousin and best friend to the Spanish flu and his brother to WWI, although one ("one") of those turned out to be not so dead. But now that he's been a vampire for so long, he's kind of in a rut- -that is, until the Cullens visit Chicago... and then, as if that wasn't exciting enough, he meets the WOLVES...

Alahn was a man of Rohan until he tried to throw the king's adviser across the room. Alone, chased by orcs and wargs, and with only his horse, Firefly, for company, he seeks sanctuary in Rivendell... Elves are supposed to be perfect, but Jaylan can't speak, and only a rogue human thinks he knows more than he lets on. Sometimes you find friends in unlikely places.

Oropher and his son Thranduil came to Greenwood hoping to find a home among the Silvan elves, but Eithryn, a rather uncooperative she-elf, isn't sure she wants her people in the hands of the Sindar. Since locking her up somewhere might not go over well, the three of them must find some way to coexist.

Oropher and his son Thranduil came to Greenwood hoping to find a home among the Silvan elves, but Eithryn, a rather uncooperative she-elf, isn't sure she wants her people in the hands of the Sindar. Since locking her up somewhere might not go over well, the three of them must find some way to coexist.