Eternal: (adj.) Lasting or existing forever; without end or beginning Athanasia never complained about her situation. She never felt like she had the right to. A random event leads her to befriend a small boy. A boy that she believed she would never see again. His situation was heartbreaking, she knew that there are others that are more unfortunate just like him. However, this one encounter changes everything she expected of herself, gave her freedom when the world only wants to swallow her up. --- "Why are you doing this? Why are you befriending me? Though we met five hundred years ago, why do you still bring me into your life? So much can happen in that many years but instead of staying with your friends or finding other things to do, you're with me. Why?" I ask again. Though I don't like being so forward, I can't help it. I'm scared to hurt him. He shifts his gaze to me. His hazel eyes gleam into my blue ones as if he knows something that I don't. "You're right. I had five hundred years, five hundred years to stay with my friends and five hundred years to find other hobbies." He pauses, taking in breath. "But I had five hundred years without you, we only had two weeks together. And those two weeks were the best I've ever had. That's why I want to continue them-with you, Athy." --- Disclaimer: All ACOTAR characters and plot belong to Sarah J. Maas. My characters and scenes are my own work.

If there was one thing that both Azriel and Zahra Archeron had in common, it was that they were both very good at blending into the background. They just never thought that their family were going to be the ones who never saw them at all.

AZRIEL × OC The city of Velaris has been breached twice - once by Hybern, and after that by someone nobody knows about. The magical shield protecting the city grew an enormous hole overnight, forcing the now peaceful Night Court into action. Strangely enough, no attack followed. Weeks passed in the search of whoever had eroded the powerful shield overnight but everything was useless. As the entire city grows agitated, a series of unfortunate events happened to the spymaster. Starting with him landing face first into a pigsty.

Heart Evangelina - The oldest of the Archerone sisters, but not a sister at all at the same time. Having led a life of luxury and wealth and building her reputation as one of the first and best female academics in the human realm, her dreams were snatched away in one night when the world was still on the brink of war with Hybern. Trapped in the dark and restrainted by her shackles that expanded from metal to motherhood, she moulded her dreams to be far greater than they were before because if there was something that Heart had never learnt how to do, it was to become smaller to accommodate others.

This is the story of a girl who had lost all hope, but who had learned to grow. A beautiful priestess who was known as Gwyneth, who had invisible scars and mental bonds choking her down-drowning her in the dark depths of her own mind. This is the story of a High Fae nymph with honey-amber hair, freckled face, and large teal eyes. This is her untold story of loving herself again, trusting others, making unbreakable friendships, and accepting the beautifully scarred outstretched hand. She was nothing, but now she is a warrior. She will be respected, she will be feared. All Rights to Sarah J. Maas. This story does have quotes and storyline from A Court of Silver Flames alongside my own writing and ideas.

Two hundred years ago Rhysand lost his mother and sister in a grueling murder. But what if that sister had survived? What if the head in that box was just a tree-stump, transformed to look exactly like her? What if she had instead been sold for her knowledge on the mysterious Night Court? And what if that sister would now, just a few years after the war, find her way back, but with agendas of her own? ****************************************************************************** "Alright, oh wise one, my need for wisdom has run out now, so you can be on your way now" I waved my hand. "That's cold" Rhys put a hand over his heart, " I thought we were having a big-bro-little-sis talk here." I rolled my eyes, but he slid an arm around my shoulder: "We both already know what you'll do anyway." "Oh, we do, is that right?" He nodded: "You always been so predictable, if you would write murder-mysteries everyone would know from the beginning who killed the victim." "That's weirdly specific, how long have you been sitting on that one?" I snorted. "Since you insulted my taste in art" he sniffed theatrically. I laughed: "You are one petty High Lord." "I don't even know what to say to that insolence" he shook his head.

Her family has never been there. She's been alone most her life for all she can remember trying to survive in a world where she never felt normal. Sierra has always been witty, confident and smart. She has always told herself 2 things 1)Walls up 2)Never let those walls down. And this has worked for the most part, her and her strong personality kept her going and staying alive. But what happens when she's thrown into a world where all she thought she knew was thrown out the window. How does she survive? And what happens when she meets people who will change her life forever. Azriel has always hid behind his shadows, avoided confrontations and tried his best to forget his past. The past that has haunted him for over 500 years until he meets her and she flips his world upside down. War is brewing between the Autumn and Night court will Sierra be able to help her new found friends and will they succeed or will she fail and fall back into the darkness....

An ACOTAR fanfiction that takes place after ACOWAR and the High Lords have begun meeting regularly to keep relations open. She watched. That's all she ever did. She watched as the lives of a million Fae unfolded before her eyes. She watched as secrets were made and kept and stole. She watched as murder thrived in the dark and in the light. She watched. And then, she found him. He watched everyone quite similarly to how she did. And so, she watched him. She watched him as she watched all the things before him and then, she did a little more. 'Ello, there. I'm surprised you got through that disaster we like to call summaries. The prologue will give you some answers, I suppose. It's a better blurb, I think. I dunno. Enjoy.

A story of 2 Shadowsingers. They have history together, but he has believed her dead for centuries. Will the truth come out? Will they be able to love each other again? War is coming, and they are both in danger. **All the characters except for Ariah and a few others belong to Sarah J. Maas. The plot and some of the backstory is mine. Not all of this is accurate, and I altered some things to fit my storyline.

Previously named lady of sun and shadows Aurora lived as wife of the high lord of the day court. Every day became worse than the last until the lord and lady of the night court come with a mysterious Illyrian warrior that lights something aflame inside Aurora. All characters except Aurora and a few others are those of Sarah J Maas. Not Always Canon- Helion is not nice, Azriel is not in love with Mor, some OOC Warning: Gets kinda dark; toxic relationship, domestic violence etc