In a kingdom ruled by prophecy and pride, 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗽𝗮𝗿𝘁 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝗻. 𝗔𝗻𝗮𝘀𝘁𝗮𝗿𝗶𝗮 house of 𝗠𝗼𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗲 is a soft-spoken priestess of Apollo, gifted with visions she receives in dreams-sacred glimpses of the future that bind her to a life of devotion. Innocent, untouched, and bound by duty, she serves in silence beneath the watchful eyes of gods and men alike. But when 𝘼𝙘𝙝𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙨, the golden prince of Phthia, returns from battle, everything changes. He sees her as nothing more than a quiet, self-righteous temple girl. She sees him as arrogant, reckless, and cursed by pride. Their distaste is mutual--until it isn't. What begins as tension soon simmers into something far more dangerous. Achilles begins to flirt, to provoke, to unravel her carefully kept walls. And despite her vows, Anastaria starts to feel the stirrings of a love that defies everything she was raised to believe. But the gods do not take kindly to broken devotion-and 𝑨𝒑𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒐 𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒂𝒕𝒄𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈. As visions grow darker and desire grows stronger, Anastaria must choose between the voice of a god and the fire of a man fated to fall. TOP RANKING 🏆 • #1 Achilles: June 3rd, 2025 • #1 Battling: June 15th, 2025 • #2 Fighting: June 14th, 2025 • #1 sexscenes: July 30th, 2025 • #1 adultlanguage: September 14th, 2025 • #1 bloodofolympus: September 27th, 2025

Nova was not born of Night. She was taken in, named, and loved anyway. Raised beside Rhysand, she learned early that love was something you protected with your body, even when it cost you everything. When the Night Court was ambushed, Nova did not flee. She stood between her mother and death - and died screaming, power burning too bright, too wrong, too late. Prythian buried her. The Cauldron did not. When the King of Hybern forces the Cauldron open to Make Nesta and Elain, it reaches beyond the present. Beyond intention. It drags something back that should have remained dead. Nova returns altered. Her memories are fractured. Her power presses against reality itself - crushing, radiant, unstable. The girl who once ran toward danger now exists as something the world struggles to contain. And the Night Court must reckon with its greatest failure. Two Illyrian warriors feel her return like a blade under the skin. Not destiny. Not mercy. A bond born of survival, sharpened by loss. Nova died once trying to save the people she loved. This time, Prythian may not survive her. ( cassian x fem!oc x azriel ) ↳ slowburn

Isarella, the daughter of Thesan, High Lord of the Dawn Court, endured horrors that shattered her spirit and left her scarred in body and soul. Trapped Under the Mountain alongside Rhysand, Isarella's unique gifts became both her salvation and her curse. As a healer with power inherited from her father, she was forced to mend the broken bodies of her captors and victims alike. But beneath her quiet demeanor lay a secret ability: the power to command light itself. With a snap of her fingers, she could extinguish the stars or bring radiant dawn to the darkest of nights-a power she kept hidden, knowing it could bring devastation if wielded recklessly. When Feyre arrived Under the Mountain to free her love, Tamlin, Isarella became an unwilling witness to Feyre's trials. Bound in scraps of clothing and forced to stand alongside Rhysand, she watched Feyre fight against the impossible. And when Feyre solved Amarantha's riddle only to have her life cruelly snuffed out, Isarella made a choice that would change her fate forever. Joining the High Lords, she granted Feyre a fragment of her light, weaving her own power into Feyre's rebirth. Years later, as the war with Hybern looms, Isarella is forced to face the nightmares of her past once more. Reuniting with Rhysand and his Court brings buried trauma to the surface, but it also brings unexpected connections. When Isarella crosses paths with Azriel, the Shadowsinger, her light collides with his shadows in a way that neither of them can deny. Drawn to one another, they uncover secrets that could change the course of the war-and their lives. As Hybern's armies threaten Prythian, Isarella must embrace the full extent of her powers, even if it means confronting the ghosts of her captivity and the pain of standing beside Rhysand once more. Will her light be enough to banish the shadows of her past? Or will her fractured heart and the darkness she once endured consume her entirely? ALL RIGHTS BELONG TO SJM

{ACOTAR AU - BOOK 1} "The Daughter of Dawn and the Spymaster of the Night Court locked eyes... and the mating bond snapped into place." After suffering decades of torture during the reign of Amarantha, Auriella, daughter of Thesan and Zephyr, tries her best to recover from the trauma and damage that has been done to her physically, emotionally, and mentally. Before Under the Mountain, Auriella was a light that glowed in the deepest darkness but not anymore. As much as she tries to go back to the person she once was, she cannot. Auriella is stuck in a pit of nightmares and pain that she fears she will never overcome. But as her trauma worsens and unexpected things happen, it is up to the Daughter of Dawn to find answers in the Night Court, where she will receive help from the Inner Circle. But as Auriella spends more time around her mate, Azriel, things become more complicated and could possibly become more than she ever believed. {All ACOTAR characters belong to Sarah J. Maas} Best Ranking: - #1 in ACOTAR - #1 in Azriel

Basgiath War College is a hellscape, especially with that swirling relic up my arm. Fourth wing, second squad, flame section is the only way I'm getting through this. He's going to be the death of me. It won't be the dragons, it won't be the challenges, or threshing or the gauntlet. It'll be him. Whether I like it or not. ridoc gamlyn x oc garrick tavis x oc love triangle

I grew up in the shadow of my brother. The shadow of my last name. No one knew who I was, until everyone knew. Until I was the very definition of control itself. Most riders encounter a dragon up close for the first time when they're twenty years old. I was nine. I've hid our bond from every other human for eleven years, because if anyone finds out I'm dead. Now... Secret's out May the wrong people never hear of it

A millennium ago, the Cauldron chose Canna as its Keeper. At all times, she can feel its presence, hear its whispers. She traverses the faerie realms as a lesser fae, glamoured to appear weak with hopes of staying hidden and free from those who wish to use her. She successfully does so, until the King of Hybern learns of who she is and wants her powers for his own. Set two centuries before the events in A Court of Wings and Ruin, he will stop at nothing to get what he wants: control of the human lands once again. *Azriel fanfiction!* (book #1) #1 in #acomaf (May 2021, June 2021, Aug 2021, Nov 2021) #1 in #cauldron (May 2021, Aug 2021, Sept 2021, Oct 2021, Nov 2021) #1 in #acowar (Nov 2021) #1 in #feyre (May 2021) #1 in #illyrian (May 2021, Sept 2021) #1 in #fae (June 2021) #1 in #sjmaas (June 2021, Aug 2021) #1 in #faeries (Aug 2021) #1 in #Hybern (Oct 2021, Nov 2021) #1 in #shadowsinger (May 2022) #1 in #Nesta (June 2023) Disclaimer: Characters, settings, and ideas are from S. Maas ACOTAR series. I do not own them!

⤷ in which her sister suddenly gets taken to prythian, and everything in her life changes. （ acotar - ? ） （ slow burn!azriel × female ） （ status: ongoing ） ©venusflimss

The magic of Prythian is fading, and with it everything that Zaria loves. As daughter of Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, her father's reputation precedes her, but she is determined to save the only home she's ever known. Across the realm, Nyx struggles with the pressure of the legacy he carries as Rhysand's son, the most powerful High Lord of all time, the High Lord of the Night Court. In an unlikely alliance forged from family rivalry and an unwanted mating bond, Nyx and Zaria are Prythian's last hope of existence. Together, they must travel through the seven courts, reconciling their differences to save their home, and their parents. **Inspiration taken from the world created by Sarah J Maas**