Isn't it just so pretty to think all along there was some invisible string tying you to me? She was the heart of the Inner Circle-sunlight wrapped in quiet strength, always steady, always kind. But not his. Never his. At least, that's what Azriel told himself the moment the bond snapped into place... and he said nothing. He watched from the shadows, loving her silently, convinced he was too broken to be chosen. She kept smiling, kept hoping, never knowing why the male who always showed up was the same one who always pulled away. A story of two hearts quietly breaking beside each other... until one day, they didn't. One single thread of gold tied me to you.

Mia Hendricks has spent her life focusing on the one thing she is most passionate about, dancing. When Mia's passion is ripped away from her, her life is turned upside down in more ways than one. There's one person that helps Mia cope, and his name is Charlie. Highest rank - #1 in Charlie Puth

❝I didn't mind helping. I just didn't realize no one was helping me.❞ Danielle Whitaker has always been the girl people rely on. In Hawkins, she's known for her kindness. The one who volunteers, bakes when she's stressed, looks after her siblings, and keeps the peace without ever asking for credit. Being needed feels safer than being seen. Billy Hargrove arrives in town angry, reckless, and already halfway burned by a life that never gave him much to hold onto. He notices Dani not because she's loud, but because she doesn't look away. She laughs when he expects fear. She stays when he expects distance. Some girls are praised for holding everything together. Some boys are taught to break before they bend. This is the story of what happens when they collide. Disclaimer: This story contains mature themes and references to abuse and violence. Reader discretion is advised.

When an injured Illyrian warrior crash-lands near her modest cottage, Elara, a resourceful young widow, has no choice but to take him in-despite the risk to herself and her daughter, Isla. As Azriel heals under her care, he finds himself drawn to the quiet resilience of the woman who saved his life and the innocent curiosity of her spirited child. *Denotes mature chapters* Disclaimer: the characters and world belong to Sarah J. Maas, and this is a fan-created tribute. Highest rankings: #1 in ACOTAR #1 in Azriel #1 in ACOMAF #1 in ACOSF #1 in Feyre Beautiful cover by _CamilleB_

After leaving behind the quiet life of the Dawn Court, Sophie Lockwood opens a tea shop in the heart of Velaris hopefully seeking peace, not love. But peace is the last thing she finds when she catches the attention of Azriel, the shadowsinger with a haunted past and a carefully guarded heart. What starts as a chance encounter soon spirals into something deeper, something destined. As Sophie navigates new friendships, a growing bond with the Inner Circle, and a love that defies fate, she must confront her own buried lineage and the future she never thought possible. Spanning years of laughter, healing, and family, Midnight and Magnolias is a slow-burn, heartwarming journey of found love, found family, and the magic that lives in quiet moments. #1 In Azriel #1 In Acotar #1 In Chanceencounter #1 in Mor #2 In Feyre

Living in Hawkins was plain and uneventful, and the only gusts of excitement you ever felt were at parties or occasional one-night stands. But that all changed when Billy Hargrove, the bully, and womanizer, moved to town. At first, not friends, but eventually best friends, you and Billy initiated a game of ping-ponging where you would compete for the title of being the biggest player. But as you and Billy got more and more entangled in your own game, your feelings eventually shifted. This story contains: *mentions of abuse *mentions of drugs (mainly marihuana) *smut *fluff

She became a nurse to save lives, but forgot her own in the process. Clinging to a fading dream, she moves through blood and sirens with soft hands and a cracking heart. Then came Rhysand. Too sharp, too poised, too dangerous. He watches her like she's a secret only he knows. He shouldn't care. But he does. What begins as a quiet obsession blooms into something electric. Loving him means stepping into the dark and realising it feels like home. Is he the ruin of her, or her only way out? A story of a girl raised to heal, and a man who only knew how to destroy-until her.

She's all sunshine, sass, and golden retriever energy. He's strategy, long-suffering patience and black cat energy. She talks enough for the both of them-he listens like she's the only sound in the world. A series of stolen bites, impulsive favours, loud declarations (and louder denials), uphill treks filled with endless chatter, and rooftop silences where love speaks louder than words. A female who refuses to slow down, and the male who never asks her to. Just... matches her pace, in his own way. A love that looks a lot like chaos-and feels a lot like home. He is night incarnate. And still, she is his daylight.

She's a girl with dirt-streaked fingers and flowers in her hair. Sweet. Soft. A quiet soul more at home among vines and moonlight than courts and crowns. But fate has its own rhythm. And it leads her straight to Rhysand, the High Lord of Night. Powerful, untouchable, carved from stardust and storm. A male who sees her not as delicate, but divine. Their bond is unexpected, ancient. Where he is shadow, she is bloom. Where he commands the skies, she listens to the earth's breath. She may tremble in silks and blush when spoken to, but she roots herself deeper in his heart than he ever thought possible. A story of the girl who bloomed in darkness and the High Lord who learned that even among stars, it's the flower that teaches you how to grow.

(Y/n) (L/n) is a street magician in new York. Her life is pretty bad and all she wishes is for something to change. But what will happen when she finds a mistirious card after one of her performances? Now you see me fanfic Love interest: Jack Wilder (Y/n) = your name (L/n) = last name