⏤☽❀☾⏤ Look like the innocent flower, but be the serpent underneath it. ⏤☽❀☾⏤ Abella, daughter of the High Lord of Spring is called the life of spring in her court. She is beloved by her people, and cherished by her family. She grew up silently learning the ways of the world and was able to bat her way through any obstacles she faced, she had her whole life perfectly planned out and wrapped with flowers. That was until she met Nyx, son of the Night Court. Slowly life as she knew it began to unravel, her flowers turned to thorns and she slipped into never ending darkness. Takes place around 100 years after the war enemies to lovers back to enemies and then back to lovers I will be making updates at least three times a week!

O destino raramente nos chama no momento certo, no momento da nossa escolha, e Avalon sabia disso. Mas não acreditava. Depois de ter sido pega e aprisionada nas masmorras de Rask, Avalon passa seus dias rezando por uma solução à todos os seus problemas. Sofrendo constantemente nas mãos dos inimigos soberanos da Tríplice, ela começa a entender a verdadeira dor da solidão e do desprezo, de ser humilhada e subjugada a cada minuto que respira. Em meio ao próprio inferno pessoal, com a possibilidade de que morreria a qualquer momento, Avalon começa a entender o verdadeiro significado do que é ser uma guerreira: nunca desistir, nem mesmo quando todas as forças estão contra você. Com a ajuda de aliados inesperados e lendas antigas ela planeja irradiar seus inimigos do planeta de uma vez por todas, nem que para isso sucumbisse à seu próprio demônio. Arte da capa por Scarlatti

A paz, por hora, reina em Prythian. Porém, todos sabem que paz é como um único fio sustentando toda uma nação: hora ou outra poderá arrebentar. Hybern fora derrotado. A paz com o mundo humano fora meticulosamente estabelecida e isso bastava para alguns - nem tanto para outros. Mais de cem anos depois da guerra contra o rei de Hybern os Grãos-Senhores da corte Noturna tiveram filhos: os gêmeos. Avalon e Amon, os príncipes e herdeiros da Corte ao Norte de Prythian. Todos sabiam que eles eram especiais, mas nem tanto quanto imaginavam. Intrigas e mágoas do passado voltam depois de mais de cem anos, e isso resultará conflitos iminentes. Depois de perderam tanto nas guerras, agora será a vez dos gêmeos lutarem por sua família, descobrindo, em meio ao caos, o quão poderosos os dois são. *Créditos pela capa: DARKMOON (DA) #1 em Mor - 24/06/2020 #1 em Feysand - 24/06/2020 #1 em Amon - 24/06/2020 #1 em Avalon - 24/06/2020 #1 em Corte Primaveril - 24/06/2020 #2 em SJM - 05/08/2020 #3 em Velaris - 05/08/2020 #4 em Amren - 05/08/2020 ⚠️ATENÇÃO⚠️ Se você estiver lendo essa história em qualquer outra plataforma que não seja o Wattpad provavelmente está correndo o risco de sofrer um ataque virtual (malware e vírus). Se você deseja ler esta história em seu formulário original e seguro, te convido a acessar esse link https://my.w.tt/rRe8EBQiE6. É gratuito e estritamente seguro! Obrigada.

Lorella sabia que monstros existiam, e que eles não eram apenas valgs. Monstros, para ela, eram pessoas. Humanos, bruxas e feéricos, ela não via diferença quando tudo o que conheceu fora brutalidade e crueldade. Trancafiada desde criança pela falsa rainha feérica, Maeve, Lorella tinha a certeza de que morreria sendo prisioneira, porém suas esperanças retornaram após ela ser enviada para Morath como presente de trégua entre Maeve e Erawan. Contudo, quando o rei Dorian destruiu aquela fortaleza, um corredor ficara intacto pela magia do rei enquanto os criados humanos fugiam. Entre eles estavam Lorella. Anos depois da queda dos valgs e da ascensão de Terrasen, Lorella se encontra em um período complicado enquanto viaja de reino em reino causando problemas. Quando sua estadia se fixa por um tempo em Terrasen, ela infelizmente é pega pela mão do novo jurado de sangue de Aelin: Vaughan. Sendo levada para Aelin e mantida como prisioneira enquanto espera sua sentença, Lorella descobre que seu destino fora traçado assim que entrou no salão do trono da rainha de Terrasen. Com revoltas inimigas ocorrendo por um feérico que busca vingança pela sua antiga rainha Maeve, Lorella é incumbida de acabar com essa revolta de uma vez por todas ao lado de um macho guerreiro feérico com uma personalidade atrevida, habilidades assombrosas e uma língua afiada. Lado a lado de Fenrys, Lorella descobre que sua vida não é uma história de terror, sobrevivência, medo e monstros. Mas sim de amor, esperança e muita magia. 𝐼𝑛𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑑𝑎: 28/08/2021 𝐹𝑖𝑛𝑎𝑙𝑖𝑧𝑎𝑑𝑎: 29/10/2023

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.

Taking place 70 years after the war against Koschei, Prythian has seen almost a century of peace and prosperity. The children of the Inner circle have grown and all eyes are on Nyx Archeron, the next High Lord of the Night Court. Nyx, however, has no intention of taking on the role, or any of the responsibility that accompanies it, any time soon. In fact, he'd rather not take it on at all. That is, until a certain Valkyrie-in-training waltzes into his life and knocks him down a peg, literally. Tate Ilsley has been training her entire life to become worthy of the title of Valkyrie commander, refusing to take a breath for even a moment until she feels like she has proven herself. When Nesta offers her a short cut to achieving everything she's ever dreamed of, she refuses to allow the infuriating and arrogant Nyx to stand in her way. Even if it means dragging him right along with her. A/N: REALITY IS WHAT I MAKE IT MUHAHA... sorry. Since this FanFic takes place after the events of the entirety of the ACOTAR series, and SJM hasn't finished publishing all the books, I have to make some personal decisions for the sake of my mental health... If any of the following don't appeal to you, you don't need to read my story:) - I DONT THINK IT NEEDS TO BE SAID BUT ACOSF SPOILERS - Azriel and Gwyn are happily mated (DUH!) - Elain is on a self-discovery journey (Or whatever, I just won't be mentioning her much or even at all. I'm sorry if you hoped I would, I'm just afraid my strong dislike of her would give me a bias while writing her) - There was a full blown war with Koschei after the events of ACOSF that took place but it's all resolved now;) -Emerie and Mor are mates (I don't care if they had a 0.5 second interaction, I believe in eMORie supremacy!!!) ALL CHARACTERS/PLACES/PLOT LINES IN THIS FANFICTION THAT ARE MENTIONED IN THE OFFICIAL ACOTAR SERIES BELONG TO SARAH J MAAS.

It's been twenty years since Aelin Galathynius and her Court won the war. Since then, the world has begun to heal from the mutilated scars left on her land. But, after three kids fall through a portal and land in Terrasen, the fate of all they've built in jeopardy. Orcus, the enemy they thought was dead, has broken free and attacked- burning for revenge on the court who destroyed his brother and wife. Lyrian, daughter of the legendary Queen and King of Terrasen, and her very own cadre of dreamers must team up with the Two Stars and a Rose in order to free her family and save the world as they know it. "And when she opened her eyes, it was the daughter of Adarlan's Assassin staring up at the stars."

(Nyx x OC) Book one of the Nyx and Kore duology. History does not favor these two mates. One from the Night Court and the other from Spring, they discover the worst possible thing the Cauldron could give them. Kore was raised to despise the Night Court; especially their High Lord and Lady. Nyx was raised to hate High Lord Tamlin. When the two are put together, what chaos will errupt? - Pronunciation: Kore (Core-uh)

Nephele Speirling is the only daughter of Hybern's Grand General, the most powerful man on the isle and the sole owner of what remains of Hybern's military. But when Neph begins to demonstrate her true power, her parents quickly become threatened by the idea of a female having such strength in their stern social hierarchy. So, Neph is locked away in a cellar, her power suppressed by ancient techniques of brutal people until the day she is to be engaged. Eris Vansera is the eldest son of the High Lord of Autumn, who has made the grand mistake of offering secret refuge to the General and his army. As a sign of his gratitude, Fergis Speirling offers his daughter to Beron as a gift, to do with her body whatever he deems fit. And as a sign of solidarity and friendship, Beron decrees that his eldest son is to marry Nephele and become a Lady of the autumn court. But people like Eris and Nephele dont appreciate being pawns.