An assassin and the youngest ever Darkbringer-not to mention the only female-Stella has never failed a mission before. So when she is tasked with seducing and then assassinating Caden Archeron, the son of Nesta Kingslayer and General Cassian, she doesn't expect to fail so miserably. She doesn't expect the way he makes her feel, she doesn't expect to like him and she certainly doesn't expect to hesitate. She doesn't expect Caden. Torn between lust and self-preservation, Stella struggles to fight her growing feelings for the handsome Illyrian, growing ever more comfortable in the City of Starlight and in his arms-in between her various murder attempts of course. 🏹 🌟 "Did you have to go for the wings?" He asked her irritably and she rolled her eyes, leaning backward to avoid a slice at her chest area. He could have swept her feet out from under her in that moment and she knew it too-it made her even angrier. "I don't know, you did have them out!" She hissed, jabbing at his thigh with her boot as she slashed at his pectoral in retaliation. "Maybe try not making them such a big target next time!" She managed to catch him on the back of the arm. He smirked at her, darting backward for a moment, sword still raised in front of him. "Quite the compliment." Her brows furrowed in confusion and he laughed, tossing his head back.

Tessa has many secrets, not least of which is the fact that a) she's a shadowsinger and b) she's been dishing out unsanctioned retribution to deserving males in Illyria, in the form of permanent disfigurement. Hey, they want to cut a female's wings off? Fair's fair, after all. All of her secrets are at risk of unravelling however, when Nyx fucking Archeron walks into her workshop, requesting she craft new siphons for his baby cousin. Honestly, there's nothing Tessa would like to do less, but she can't seem to resist his charming smile and soon enough she finds herself swept up into his crazy, overwhelming family, desperately trying to keep all of her secrets and keep from falling in love at the same time. "Did you not see what happened to the last male who stood in my way?" She said lowly, pasting a saccharine smile on her face. "Don't make me put you on your knees." He shifted impossibly closer, so close she could breathe in his scent of pine and sea mist. His lips brushed her ear as he bent down to reply, "Darling, I would love to get on my knees for you."

Y/n is forced to go to Texas for the will reading of billionaire she had never heard of. There she meets his four problematic grandsons and the rest of his angry family. SEQUEL OUT NOW‼️✨ grayson hawthorne x reader (y/n is 18 cuz i make the rules around here) inspired by the The Inheritance Games by Jennifer Lynn Barnes

"Who are you?" I whispered into his shoulder as we slowly danced to the rhythm of the music. "Ethan." he replied, his lips brushing my earlobe. I shivered at the sensation and looked up at him. And drowned in the enthralling green pools that were his eyes. Highest rankings ever reached: #1 - ethanhunt | #1 - tomcruise | #1 - missionimpossible

Elaine Mairi had always known she would enter the Riders Quadrant. She was marked with a rebellion relic, leaving her with a future that could not be altered. She had decided it would be better to make use of that inevitable future than give the people who had killed her parents and made her and her twin brother watch, the satisfaction of watching Elaine be slaughtered by a dragon or see her fall from the parapet. Finally, after years of training, it was her turn to be feared-and see the man she had thought herself in love with when she was a teenager after three years. Becoming a rider proves to be more difficult then Elaine had once thought, with betrayal and death around every corner. And Xaden Riorson seems to not be who he was when he left Elaine three years earlier. ______________ NEW COVER Fourth Wing-Unknown Xaden Riorson x OC I do not own the plot of Fourth Wing or the characters. Only my original plot lines and characters belong to me.

All the betrayers children are marked, they had to watch their parents die. There is a hidden marked one. No one can know, her fathers pride and the family name lay in the balance. Xaden Riorson x OC Aelin Melgren All rights go to the Rebecca Yarros I made my own character and changed some things around, but this is her creation and I love the book so much. Just wanted something to do while waiting for the next book to come out.

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

When she meets his eye, it's like those times when they glance at each other during training, when they're in perfect agreement for an extended, shining moment. Azriel extends his hand, his Siphon gleaming cobalt and his fingers bare even in this cold, the scars an intricate mark of whatever he himself has survived. "Welcome to the mission, Gwyn," he says, and Gwyn wants to savor it, the feeling of his hand wrapped around hers, his long fingers brushing her wrist. The approval she sees in those lovely eyes. She could swear she sees one of his shadows make its way up her arm. &&& While Azriel and Gwyn work to free Koschei's captives, attraction turns into something more.