An lgbt twist on the ACOTAR series. [GxG] Two females, both grown up in separate but equally hateful worlds. Alirra never knew her family whilst she fended for herself in Hybern and Renae's hateful parents were the King and Queen of Montesere. Both kingdoms aligned during the war and whilst Prythian and Montesere still thrived, Hybern took a turn for the worst. Together they face the odious views of the Montesere rulers and the challenges and threats they pose to the two mates. How are they supposed to know whether they're truly meant to be whilst also fighting to stay together? Are the battles worth the outcome? Two-POV story I have only read the first 4 books so far so i apologise if any information isn't up to date. I haven't read ACOSF yet. ⚠️NOT MY SERIES, MOST CHARACTERS AND PLACES BELONG TO SARA J MAAS ⚠️ My own characters: Alirra Renae Alek Adara Little Kit Vanora Ginerva Iagan Mireille

Megan has been raised for one purpose, kill Nyx, the son of the Night Court. At sixteen she is ready and goes to fulfil her destiny. She made only one mistake, she hesitated, now she is caught and learns the truth. Will it destroy her or make her stronger? -SMUT WARNING-

Eblis survived years of torment in the hands of Hybern, an enemy continent disrupting the peace of Prythian and the Human Realms below it. She suffered things many wouldn't be able to handle, and lived in the shadow of it's king for five fear-filled centuries. When she gets word that the King of Hybern had been killed, she finally found her chance to escape and return to the Night Court, the last home she ever remembered. The Spymaster of the Night Court returns from Hybern as well, with news of an uprising from the newly anointed Queen and Heiresses. Doubtful of Eblis's true loyalties, he continues to watch Eblis in fear that she'll take the family he had and rip it apart. As he goes, he picks up the pieces of her bloody past and puts them together to form the broken Illyrian female. What he finds, what he discovers, what he feels, is forever disrupted. I DO NOT CLAIM ACOTAR AS MY OWN I AM JUST WRITING FANFIC!!! 5/02/20 1k reads ☆☆ 5/26/21 1k votes 6/25/20 2k reads ☆☆ 11/8/21 2k votes 10/14/20 4k reads ☆☆ 10/24/22 4k votes 12/27/20 6k reads ☆☆ 11/04/24 6k votes 2/17/21 8k reads 3/12/21 10k reads 6/15/21 20k reads 8/17/21 30k reads 11/26/21 40k reads 1/28/22 50k reads 3/25/23 100k reads 10/15/24 150k reads #1 in "Everything's Cancelled Awards" (fanfiction section) #1 in "Mousetails Summer 2020 Awards" (Fanfiction section) (go check it out they even interviewed me lmao) #1 in "Eunoia Awards" (Fanfiction section duh)

~[OC x Feysand Son]~ Fiona Vanserra was raised in a den of snakes and liars - all she has ever known is cruelty and deception, and in the Autumn Court, these are weapons one must master in order to survive. As a bastard child living under her uncle, High Lord Eris, Fiona has rarely glimpsed the world outside the confines of his rule...which is why she leaps at the chance to attend a summit, electing a new ruler for the abandoned Spring Court. But while her cousins use the opportunity to flirt and plot for power, Fiona is looking for a way out. A handsome Night Court Prince gives her a taste of freedom, and helps her learn to laugh again, showing her a world beyond the Forest House. Yet every family has their secrets, and Fiona's is no exception. While she fights to build a life for herself, something wicked watches from the shadows, collecting these secrets like crowns. It has many faces, and covets every throne, threatening to plunge Prythian into chaos and war once again as families are ripped apart and courts are toppled... ✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*__________________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:*__________________✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* Takes place over a century after ACOSF so beware spoilers! 🥈nd Place in the Nouvel An Awards [FANFICTION GENRE]

A short story, collaboration of @DriverEra014 and @CloudyPurple7. Explores the reality of mental pain. Pain can't always be seen. A young boy, Theo, experiences trouble with fighting his demons. All alone he tries to overcome them, to take over them. But as he grows weaker with every breath he decides to draw his last.