Darling Enemy by octopus_fool [Writing]

Eärendil thought he would have the sky to himself.

The Day Transcending Night by StarSpray [Writing]

The Rings have been forged. The armies of Mordor are marching into Eriador. Eregion burns. 

Far away from it all, by the shores of the Sea, Celegorm remembers his name.

Nasyalossë by Lovimmy3365 [Writing]

Erestor lay up against a tree, brown washed to black in the wet of the snow. The black disc of the new moon sailed across the dark sky. Erestor wished it were gone. He had no need to look into dark eyes any longer.

He was dying.

(AKA Erestor unwittingly travels back in time to the days between the Dagor Bragollach and the Nirnaeth Arnoediad, meets the sons of Feanor, Thingol and his ilk, many Laiquendi, many Dwarves, and Men besides, and THEN decides to solve the drowning of Beleriand himself. This has nothing to do with his personal problems. Nope. Not at all. Erestor is having regular feelings.)

House of Finwë by softmoonlightmelody [Writing]

One drabble per Finwëan. Currently finished, ending with Eärendil but excluding Elwing, Elrond, and Elros.

The Mirror Crack'd by AdmirableMonster [Writing]

Rescued from a brutal Angband hunt, an ex-thrall with a strange and powerful artifact embedded in his spine is brought to Himring, for it is one of the only places in Beleriand which welcomes such folk. Though he has no memories of his life before, Anniavas slowly becomes accustomed to his new life and finds he has a queer connection with Maedhros, Himring's lord. As their intimacy grows, however, so do the dangers surrounding them, both without and within. What secrets are hidden inside the depths of Anniavas's lost memories--and how will those with whom he is forging and deepening bonds react, when those secrets are at last revealed?

One Flesh, One Soul. Part I by FellFireFan [Writing]

An elven prince stands against the looming shadows of Angband. Brother of Galadriel, Aegnor is as beautiful as he is deadly. A fierce warrior with a reputation to match, who commands the respect of all the Noldorin princes and all who look upon him. However, beneath his iron shell, lies a sensitive and haunted soul, crushed by betrayal, guilt and profound loneliness. Little does he know, upon a morning in Dorthonion, a chance encounter with a young and petrified girl will set him on a collision course with a fate, igniting an extraordinary bond wrought with challenge, sacrifice, and a love so intense and consuming, it will unravel his entire world and his very being.

Brace yourself for Part I of this captivating tale, where the power of love and devestating loss will tear worlds apart forever.