550 pages complete - daily updates coming 7/18 The insinuation didn't make her mad. It didn't comfort her. But it did strike a chord. "My instincts are the only reason I'm alive. They're why those children in Sangravah survived." Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. "Then perhaps you should listen to them." He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. "I told you I would wait. I meant it." His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn't reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him. "Shall we?" said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house. And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words. *cover by lowkeystruggling*

Wherever Lyria Whitethorn Galathynius, Crown Princess of Terrasen goes, trouble follows. Wether it be jumping between worlds or bringing home strange creatures for her research, she has always had the need for adventure. Freedom. Complete and utter freedom. That is all she desires. Lyria is used to jumping between worlds for her research. But when she meets one specific creature, her world is turned upside down. This creature is trouble. And this time, trouble has the most beautiful pair of violet eyes.

After having read A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas I could not get these two out of my head. So Nessian one shots it is until the next ACOTAR book comes out :) Disclaimer; the amazing characters belong to SJM

On a night out on the town, Azriel meets a jazz singer in a restaurant. One thing leads to another, and the next morning Azriel leaves her house without a shirt. - Aida is a hard working fae who resides in the beautiful City of Starlight; Velaris. After a fateful night out - and in - with the shadow singer, watch as their relationship begins to grow into something of legends. TW : THIS STORY DOES INVOLVE SCENES INCLUDING CNC, BDSM, KNIFE/BLOOD PLAY, IMPACT PLAY, DOMESTIC ABUSE AND RAPE. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION !!! if you chose to read knowing these triggers, please don't come crying to me when it actually appears in the book.

ON UNFORESEEN HIATUS-Azriel x OC. ACOTAR. The inner circle of the High Lord of The Night Court received a disturbing intel about an heiress to their late enemy, King Hybern. Her existence in Velaris posed a new threat, one that must be neutralized as quickly as possible. But once they found her, she wasn't what they thought she would be. Find out what a true love, acceptance and forgiveness are. HURT/COMFORT. ROMANCE. FAMILY. HAPPY ENDING. #1 in acourtofthornsandroses ❤️ 25-05-19

Before she died, Feyre, Nesta, and Elain's mother had a fourth child. Nobody but the child knows. The child, Adira, was raised as an assassin. She is the most feared assassin, known to both human and Fae. Adira lives in a small village near the border if the Fae lands, and tries to live a quiet life. But what happens when someone figures out who Adira is? What happens when that person realizes he is Adria's mate? Disclaimer: I do not own the A Court of Thorns and Roses stories or characters seeing that I am not Maas. Though, one can dream... Anyways. The title art doesn't belong to me either. #1 out of 174 in innercircle #2 out of 484 in acomaf #2 out of 26 in archeron #2 out if 949 in ocxcharacter

Nesta Archeron has spend the last 6 months suppressing her power, her memories, and anything she and that Illyrian brute shared. Now, because of Feyre and her intervention, she is forced to travel with Cassian to the Illyrian Mountians to... to what? Get sober? Gain weight? Dig up what she has worked so hard to bury? No. Nesta would never let that happen. Let them cart her off with that bastard to the end of the world. He had stopped fighting for her the night of Solstice. She would never be a part of their perfect circle. She didn't want to be. Cassian would see that, and their little trip would end. Wouldn't it?

When a golden light surrounded me I thought I had died. Well, died while reading my favorite book. But as it turns out I didn't pass into the world of the dead, but rather the world of dreamers. Landing in the middle of Velaris, I quickly found myself at the mercy of the Inner Circle, and one very pissy, very hot spymaster. (This is just a fun story that is in the works. I've never written fanfic before so some parts are silly and riddled with gen z jokes, while others are lyrical and deeper, and a Lil' spicy.)