They called her the Mad One long before she ever broke. Born into the Night Court with the mark of the Cauldron glowing faintly over her heart, Nerai was never meant to survive. Her father's cruelty forged her power; his torment made her silence infamous. By five, she could command air with a glance. By six, she'd accidentally killed ten courtiers who mocked her mother. By ten, her name was spoken only in whispers - a warning to children of what happened when gods answered too loudly. But Nerai was not mad. She was merely awake. And when war came for her family, it was not death that claimed her - it was the Cauldron itself. Drawn into its depths, her body vanished, her memories stripped away. The Night Court mourned a daughter lost to legend. Centuries later, Prythian trembles. Magic fractures, and silence spreads like a sickness across the courts. The whispers begin again: the Mad One walks. A woman with white hair and silver eyes emerges from the ruins of a forgotten temple - calm, otherworldly, powerful enough to unmake reality with a thought. She does not remember who she was. But the Cauldron does. When Rhysand sends Azriel to trace the strange magic devouring the land, he finds what no one believed possible - the High Lord's sister, alive, unaging, and changed into something beyond mortal or fae. And as the world begins to unravel, one truth becomes clear: the Mad One has returned, and this time, even silence may not save them.

*ACOTAR fan-fic Arya didn't think the creatures behind the wall would touch her family. She's watched for years as her population has slowly dwindled. Friends, classmates, and civilians disappearing and never returning. When her sisters, Ella and Reagan, are kidnapped, Arya will stop at nothing to get them back. But her desperately quickly forces her goals to shift from safeguarding her sisters, to keeping herself alive. After a bargain is struck Under the Mountain, the fate of the human realm rests on the shoulders of an eighteen year old.

Selene was never meant to be part of this world. She had once been a medical student, living an ordinary life filled with textbooks, late-night study sessions, and the quiet certainty that magic was nothing more than fiction. Then, she woke up in a world ruled by monsters. For twenty-five years, she has survived on the outskirts of a human village, healing where she can, hiding where she must. She knows little of the High Fae, their courts, or their treacherous games. She knows only whispers-of a wicked queen named Amarantha, of a war that shattered kingdoms, of a High Lord with violet eyes and a smirk sharper than a blade. But when a raid on her village drags her Under the Mountain, Selene is thrust into a world of cruelty and deceit. Powerless and human, she should have been nothing more than another disposable servant. Instead, she catches the eye of Rhysand, Amarantha's right hand. To the world, he is a monster. A traitor. A willing pet in the queen's twisted court. But Selene has seen him at his most powerful. And now, she has seen him at his most broken. Forced into servitude, trapped in a palace where humans do not last long, Selene must navigate the deadly politics of a court built on suffering. But as she uncovers the truth hidden beneath Rhysand's carefully crafted mask, she begins to question everything she thought she knew-about this world, about him, and about the war that looms on the horizon. Because it was not fate brought her here. She was the obstacle to his fate. And fate is watching. all rights reserved to the original author

Ꮠ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐖𝐄 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐘 ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬ ── ❛ 𝖧𝖾 𝗅𝗈𝗈𝗄𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗁𝖾𝗋, 𝗍𝗋𝖺𝖼𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝖽𝗎𝗅𝗅 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗇𝖽𝖾 𝗁𝖺𝗂𝗋 𝗐𝗂𝗍𝗁 𝗁𝗂𝗌 𝖾𝗒𝖾𝗌. "𝖸𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗁𝗂𝗆." "𝖶𝗈𝗎𝗅𝖽 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝖨 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎?" 𝗬𝗲𝘀, 𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍. "𝖨'𝖽 𝗋𝖺𝗍𝗁𝖾𝗋 𝗁𝖺𝗏𝖾 𝗒𝗈𝗎 𝗌𝗆𝖾𝗅𝗅 𝗅𝗂𝗄𝖾 𝖺𝗌𝗁 𝖺𝗇𝖽 𝖻𝗅𝗈𝗈𝖽." 𝗜 𝗮𝗹𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝘆 𝗮𝗺 𝗯𝗹𝗼𝗼𝗱 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗮𝘀𝗵, 𝗥𝗵𝘆𝘀, 𝗌𝗁𝖾 𝗐𝖺𝗇𝗍𝖾𝖽 𝗍𝗈 𝗌𝖺𝗒 𝖻𝗎𝗍 𝖽𝗂𝖽𝗇'𝗍.❜ Ꮠ ➥ [ © by mayamaybe29 | all rights reserved. ] ➥ [ don't copy, translate, download or post this on any other apps or website. ] ➥ [ Everything belongs to SJM. I do not own anything. This is based on the a Court of thorns and roses, and all the following books. Everything belongs to their respective creators. ]

With the war against Hybern over, Prythian is finally able to breathe. That is, until four women are brought into a dream where they discover that they are more closely connected to the Cauldron than they once thought, and are now in grave danger. Things have awoken from deep beneath the earth. The power of the Cauldron broke the spells holding them back, and they are now on the hunt for it. They will stop at nothing until they have it. Monsters from another time, beings with enough power to reshape the world, and all they need is the Cauldron. Niana searches for those that share her connection, leading her to the Night Court. What she didn't plan for, though, was to be thrown into a past she desperately wished to forget. Secrets are forcibly brought to the light, and unknown feelings spark between herself and the one person she can't stand. ✩ ✩ ✩ "Take off your glamor," he said against my lips, voice rough. "I want to see it all," he whispered. I held a breath. "I'm afraid you'll hate what I am." "I could never hate you." ✩ ✩ ✩ Azriel x OC published on both Wattpad and AO3

In which the fates have done everything to keep them apart but Juliet and Percy are stuck by glue. Or In which they escape death just to be together. 𝗦𝗲𝗾𝘂𝗲𝗹 𝘁𝗼 𝗘𝗹𝗶𝘅𝗶𝗿

in which, the daughter of Hera, goddess of marriage, women, family, and childbirth starts to develop feelings for another demi-god, the son of Poseidon, Percy Jackson on an adventure to save the world accompanied by their friends, Annabeth, daughter of Athena and their saytr protector, Grover.

Heliophile: (n). one attracted or adapted to sunlight Anastasia Griffin is the daughter of Phanes the Primordial of Creation. She's aware that she's freakishly powerful and ends up at Camp Half-Blood where her father claims her rather quickly. Watch and read as she deals with psychotic relatives along with her friends. And most importantly read as Apollo falls in love with the daughter of Phanes. Fem OC x Apollo Book 1 in the -Phile verse The Lightning Thief - Blood of Olympus

a story of how the most dangerous thing is to love OR a story in which Ashlyn Roy needs to figure out what to do with her life... but her fate has been written in the stars and up on Olympus, Aphrodite starts to pull strings | apolloxfem!oc | • the titans curse~ the last olympian • °started: 26/06/2024 completed: -------° Rankings: (stopped updating unless #1) #1 biancadiangelo 15/12/24 #1 selinabeauregard 16/09/24 #7 clarisse 14/09/24 #6 thalia 16/09/24 #9 apollo 18/08/24 #4 greekmythology 02/09/24 #1 halfblood 16/09/24 #6 percyjacksonandtheolympians 11/09/24 #3 demeter 03/09/25 #2 annabeth 7/10/24 #12 demigods 9/12/24

percy jackson x oc "How long are you willing to wait for her?" "I will wait forever if I have to"