ᴅɪsᴄᴏɴᴛɪɴᴜᴇᴅ Hailey Potter finally has had enough. She's sick and tired of being used for 'the greater good' when really, it's not for the good of all. It's for the good of Dumbledore. Now, she isn't just going to randomly join Voldemort. No. She's starting her own group. Her own revolution against the Light and Dark. "ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ɪsɴ'ᴛ ᴊᴜsᴛ ᴡʜɪᴛᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ʙʟᴀᴄᴋ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜsᴇ ᴛʜɪs sʜᴀᴅᴇ ɪs ᴄᴏᴍɪɴɢ ɪɴ ʜᴏᴛ."

Fate had her remain with her father and youngest sister the day the debt collectors came. It was fate that her father let her go. It was fate that gave her a new husband, a new home. It was fate that her younger sister disappeared. It was fate that brought her to her father's estate the day Feyre returned with her new family and asked for help. She hated Fate, but it was fate that lead her to him. This is a fanfiction of ACOTAR I do not own the original characters or plot of the series by S.J. Maas, but my Iyla and the additions she brings to the plot are my own. This story contains graphic depictions of violence, some gore, sexuality, strong language, and/or other mature themes. TW* The story hints upon lack of consent in marital bed and underage marriage (character is 16 when she marries)* TW* domestic abuse is a theme in the first chapters and may be depicted *All images used were plucked from a google search. I don't own a single one.*

She was Rhysand's heart-his mate, his wife, his beginning and end. Until she was stolen, her memories rewritten, their bond buried beneath lies. And Rhys? He never stopped searching. Now, she's a stranger to herself, haunted by dreams she can't explain and a pull she doesn't understand. Velaris is unfamiliar. Her family, forgotten. And Rhys is just a shadow on the edge, grieving, waiting. But the truth always finds a way. The story of a High Lady lost, and the High Lord who never let her go. A love that even death couldn't erase.

** All rights to characters and plotline belong to Sarah J Maas, this is completely a fanfiction and I take no credit for the characters and places that Sarah J Maas has created** Born with wings that should not exist, Evanora (ev-uh-NOR-uh) has spent her life hiding in the shadows of Illyria. Concealed by her mother's desperate invention - a dark paste to mask the white leather of her birth - she learned early that survival meant silence, invisibility, and secrets. But when grief, fear, and fury spark a forbidden light within her, Evanora's secret can no longer remain buried. Hunted by her own people, she finds herself swept into the heart of the Night Court, where power, danger, and beauty are entwined. There she meets the Shadowsinger - unreadable, relentless, a warrior who sees too much. Tasked with training her, he becomes both her harshest trial and her most unexpected tether. Yet as whispers of war rise across Prythian, and the Autumn Court stirs schemes that could burn the realm to ash, Evanora must confront what she is, what she fears, and the truth of the bloodline her mother died to protect. In a court of fire and darkness, of love and betrayal, light may be her greatest weapon. Or her doom. [Also on AO3 under stvrlightt_cerys]

ACOTAR AU Rewrite with Bat Boys x OC RH Matebonds! (No Archeron sisters in this fic) A forgotten heir. A land in decay. A girl born of storm and shadow returns to reclaim what was stolen. Arya hides the truth of her blood, her power, and the crown that once belonged to her. But as magic unravels and the courts fall to chaos, she may be Prythian's only chance at salvation. A legacy lost to time meant to shake the foundations of kingdoms. Fate is a cruel seamstress, and the threads of destiny can be cut, unraveled, but never forgotten. Summoned by forces she cannot yet name, Arya steps into a realm of gilded deception and unraveling myths-a land where thrones are won with blood, where secrets coil beneath silken words, and where masks hide more than faces. The courts murmur of a storm gathering, of shadows stretching too far, of something ancient stirring beneath the roots of the world. She is a blade tempered in exile, a ghost of a legacy buried beneath millennia's of silence. But some graves do not stay undisturbed. And as shadows rise and old magic awakens, one truth becomes clear: Not all crowns are made of gold. Some are built from the bones of the fallen. This story is 4 years in the making and I am overjoyed to be able to finally share it with you all! Best Rankings: #1 Rhys #1 Azriel #1 Cassian #1 ACOTAR #1 ACOTAR Fic #1 ACOTAR AU #1 Rhysand x OC #1 Cassian x OC #1 Azriel x OC

Freya fell asleep in her own bed and woke up somewhere else. She could anticipate many things - being kidnapped by a cult full of weirdos or having her organs sold on the black market. What she didn't anticipate was being thrown into a fantasy romance novel, especially one she had dropped after reading just the first few chapters. What? She really did not like blonds. [OFC x RHYS, ISEKAI as she becomes Feyre]

❝𝘐𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘳𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘧𝘶𝘭. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘸𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭... 𝘢 𝘋𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦.❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a young female who hides the fire in her heart. Soon finds her heart lit ablaze once she meets both her mates. ↳ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 - 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 ~ 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 ) ~ 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 ) ~ 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐅 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 ) ~ 𝘣𝘦𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯... 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐅 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 ) ~ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈 ) ~ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑 ( 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈𝐈 ) ~ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘸𝘳𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘯

Adria Archeron only had one goal in life. Survive. The Archeron reputation disintegrated right before her eyes. Over night her family's wealth and riches turned to ash and she was left to pick up the pieces. As the eldest, Adria was fortunate to gain a few skills before their descent into poverty. Alone she protected her family from both known and unknown threats. After one fateful hunt, her youngest sister Feyre unknowingly changed the course of their lives forever. Yet Adria's goal remains the same. Through her own life experiences she knew what hides in the shadows of men and bares the scars for it. I do not own any of the characters except my own. Sarah J. Maas owns A Court of Thorns and Roses and all the characters within her story.

"𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐔𝐏," 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃; 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒. 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 the youngest archeron was born with her soul bathed in starlight. 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 series

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 : ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron has to fight through the thorns of roses just to survive. 〔Azriel x oc〕 ╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn! ˏˋ°•*First book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ----------------------