Aelin has wondered for a while what would happen if Rowan dyed his hair pink, would his feathers become pink too? AN: This was hasty and spontaneous so I haven't really checked it for grammar or spelling, I wrote it in 20 minutes and wanted to share it! Cred to the one giving me the idea on Pinterest (I could not find out who...)!

This takes place after the Kingdom of Ash when Sarah RUDELY left us on a cliffhanger. I refuse to leave this story at a simple 'maybe' AND a bit of action. THERE WILL BE A CROSSOVER BETWEEN ACOTAR AND TOG AT SOME POINT! AND MORE WORLD TRAVELLING

Aelin and Rowan know they're mates the moment they meet. Well, sort of. It's...complicated. --Excerpts-- ------ "You," She slurred her words, pointing to the hawk with her empty wine bottle, "you're-but-" Calaena was drunk and confused after the mating bond made itself clear, which was what she'd blame her next words and actions on. "I swear I'm not into birds or dogs or any other animals. I mean like f**** how'd that even work with a rutting bird oh rutting gods the logistics are mother******** insane I don't even want to think about-" ------ Maeve waggled her eyebrows, "Ohhh, have you and Rowan been...busy? Making pretty babies I see?" Her smrik could not hide the perverted, greedy gleam in her soulless eyes as she winked salaciously. "Darling neice, you must let me see them when the time comes." ------- Part crackfic, part not-so-crackfic, this HOF AU answers the question : What if Aelin and Rowan knew they were mates from the start? --- Highest ranks: #1 Throne of Glass, #1 Aelin, #1 Celaena, #1 Heir of Fire, #53 Fae --- This is a Throne of Glass AU. Updates every Sunday. Next update (est.): 16th August 2020.

I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THIS. SARAH J. MAAS's WRITING.

A story where Sam never died and now he is going to see Aelin, the new queen of Terrasen, and tell her he's alive. Along the way he meets the witty and very enthusiastic Rome Lexington. They will need to learn to trust each other and quickly in order to make it to Orynth alive with strange men who seem to try to kill them at every turn. COMPLETED

After the war, everything has changed for Manon. All of her friends are dead and grief is eating her up inside. But then, she finds out she's pregnant and everything changes. Things with Dorian could be ruined, the witches are revolting - what else could possibly go wrong?

What if Chaol didn't send Celaena to Wedlyn before Aedion came to visit the King. What if Aedion met Celaena as the Kings champion. Would people around them make the connection? Would they accept each other for what they had done these past ten years? Would the old wounds mend? (I don't own any of the characters in this story. These characters are owned by the amazing Sarah J. Maas. This is just a fanfiction of a scene I would like to see. I dont own the fanart either, I uploaded it from lapressegalactique.com)

[A Throne of Glass Fanfiction. Rated #1 in rowaelin] When Aelin Ashryver is suddenly sent to a posh boarding school that she never signed up for, she has to put up with a bunch of snobby, rich kids for a whole year. It wasn't a part of her plan. She was going to find a way out of it all, even if it meant burning the school down with her. But fate has a different idea for her. Fate just HAD to introduce her to Rowan Hunt. Mr. Popular, who no one dares to cross, and who is also a constant pain in the ass. But one night changes it all, she sees another side to him- a sweet, funny side. She doesn't like him though- definitely not- nope he's her sworn enemy- Okay maybe Aelin likes him a little bit. Shit. • • • • • "Bastard," She murmured softly. Their bodies were touching ever so lightly and she noticed how his gaze slide from her eyes down to her lips. She could feel his body radiating heat, it'd take one move and they'd kiss. Just one. He closed his eyes and leaned in. Aelin smirked and slowly lifted her cigarette to the bathroom ceiling. 3...2...1... His eyes snapped open almost instantly when he heard screams erupting from outside. Looking at her with wide eyes, she watched as the emergency sprinklers continued to spra droplets of water, traveling down his shoulders and into his suit. "Race ya." They both grinned and ran out of the bathroom in a fit of laughter, joining the crowd of wet, panicking students.