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.

A retelling of A Court of Thorns and Roses in which Feyre and Rhysand remain under the mountain for much longer, transforming from mortal enemies to soft-hearted lovers in an angsty slow burn before reclaiming Prythian as a team, defeating Tamlin and Amarantha for good.

*seize the night* Like father, like son people say. Especially when Nyx, the son of a certain High Lord, suddenly lays eyes on a mortal girl. The young female makes the arrogant and smug walls of the High Lord's heir tumble instantaneously. She sweeps him off his feet and the landing is harsh. Difficulties come sweeping in when Nyx slowly figures out the big secret she carries around with her. Do they manage to find a way to each other or will they end up going separate ways? Nyx Archeron x OC STARTED: August 10th, 2022 COMPLETED: March 20th, 2023

!! This story is currently in the process of being heavily edited !! [Progress: edited through chapter 2] |A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES| Perhaps it was her own fault that the people around her always ended up hurt. Perhaps she had done something, stumbled upon some curse that doomed everything she cared about to be touched by the flame. ~ Soraya Beddor was supposed to die alongside her family the night their house was burned to the ground. To the rest of the world, she was but another body that hadn't been found among the ashes. Maybe a piece of her did die that night. Because now all she wants is to hurt the people who hurt her. To find Feyre Archeron and the faeries that sentenced she and her family to death, and make them feel every bit of her pain. But does she have it in her to become just as monstrous as those who left her to ruin?