Amelia Whittemore had the perfect high school career handed to her on a silver platter and she turned her nose up at it every chance she got - or at least, that’s what Stiles Stilinski thought each time he watched Mia make the active decision to get up from the table, surrounded by her twin brothers adoring fans in the canteen and hang out with him and Scott instead. 

“What?” Mia’s sharp elbow in his side as she sat down dragged Stiles away from his internal monologue. 

“You do know Lydia Martin was half way through a sentence directed at you don’t you?” He responded, eyebrows raised in exasperation. “Lydia Martin, the girl I have literally been in love with for as long as I can remember…and you just, ignored her.” 

Mia frowned. “You have got to let the Lydia thing go Stiles, she’s vapid…and also she doesn’t know you exist.”

“Yet, she doesn’t know I exist yet.”

Alliances have saved kingdoms from the brink of collapse for many centuries. Some would agree on some union to be so powerful, it could turn the tide on any war that could come in between. It was what made kingdoms strong enough to survive even the most darkest of times. 

The lands of Camelot and Athein agreed to alliance when their two heirs of the throne were born. When they were of age, Prince Arthur and Princess Alys would marry in order to unite their kingdoms with peace, tranquility, and strength. They were to wed and rule together in Camelot for as long as they shall live.

While Alys had her duties as future queen of Camelot, the younger sister, Elaine, spent her years never having to worry about her destiny being bestowed upon her. She would live her life without a care in the world, marry for love rather than duty, and never carry the burden of their family’s expectations. A perfect life for a princess who wouldn’t become a queen.

Yet, in a land where magic was forbidden, betrayals were created, and brutal wars were fought, destiny always had a way to change its fate. 

❝Just because me and Nina make out sometimes doesn’t mean that i’m into girls! Quit being an idiot, Lip, it doesn’t look good on you.❞

Dragons were once the protectors of Middle Earth. At the dawn on time, they soared through the blue skies and defended the lands from any source of evil lurking within the shadows. They were fierce creatures, deadly to anyone who wished to harm another. However, all that is good does not last in a world full of malevolent men and beings. The once ruling and undefeated dragons were now scarce after so many have been slaughtered during battle. They grew fewer and fewer within each passing day.

In the midst of the sorrow and loss, they found comfort in the Elves of Naldore, seeking refugee within their power and near immortality. Unlike the other species, the dragons grew fond of them for their kindness and became attached to them in ways no one from any other land could comprehend. They would become inseparable in life and death, neither could live without the other. Some would say it was more of a curse than a blessing to have their life sired to another, but the Elves of Naldore were honored to die alongside their companion rather than dying alone.

Thus, the land of Naldore was untouchable with large beasts that can burn anything in its wake. It wasn’t until the rise of the rogue and powerful Smaug vanquished their peace by taking over Erebor and burned the city of Dale to the ground. With it’s rare set of iron scales, no man or dragon was able to stop it from spreading its wrath on the Lonely Mountain. When the ruler of Naldore and his companion set off to put an end to the monster’s wickedness, the ruler was killed during the battle with his dragon dying as well.

Ever since then, Naldore vowed to protect their creatures for as long as the Elves lived. They didn’t offer help and refused any requests to keep the dragons safe from extinction. When Galdalf the Grey, who was accompanied with thirteen dwarves, asked for assistance to defeat Smaug and reclaim Erebor for Thorin Oakenshield, they denied and sent them away. 

However, a young Elven women, Ethiriel, couldn’t stand aside for people in need.

❝ I think we can all agree I’m not much of a rule follower, but you guys must be out of your bloody minds if you think you can pull this off without getting caught. ❞

❝ You and I both know I’m not my father. We may share the same house, the same skills, and the same ambition, but I am not him. I am my own person. ❞

❝Honey, this isn’t my first rodeo dealing with the supernatural. My ex-girlfriend fucked with the paranormal for a living.❞


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Amelia Easton had her life planned out to a T.

From the moment she stepped into Stars Hollow High, she had her “five year plan.” This plan consisted of working her ass off in classes, doing some extracurriculars, and volunteering for Miss Patty at the dance studio. The end goal? To get to Princeton University, the alma mater of her mother. There would be no distractions in the form of boys, despite the fact that her best friend kept trying to set her up. She would get in, get out, and then live the life at Princeton that she had always dreamed of. And when Rory Gilmore left for Chilton, that meant Amelia Easton had no competition whatsoever.

But life never works quite in the way we want it to.

That was apparent when Amelia’s mother got cancer and died.

Now, Amelia’s dealing with things she’s never had to. She’s navigating only having one parent, her own depression, and the fact that her father is forcing her to go to a therapist. But Amelia is nothing if not determined, which means that her five year plan is still in action. She would get to Princeton even if it killed her.

Which is the only reason she agrees to tutor Luke Danes’ asshole of a nephew.

❝ I’d rather sit in my house all day watching reruns of “I Love Lucy” while eating chocolate and drinking very sweet coffee. ❞ 

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