Spencer wraps the blanket tighter around us causing me to melt into him further. He sweeps my wet hair over my shoulder while I stare out towards the golden sunset. He plants a kiss on my temple before nuzzling his face into my neck. "Thank you," He whispers. I run my fingers through his soft curls, "For what?" "For showing me life doesn't always have to be so serious," He sighs. "I don't know what I did before you," He mutters, almost like it wasn't for me to hear.

This is my first GhostBird Series Fanfic, y está completamente escrito en inglés para aquellos que sólo me habían visto escribir en español. It has only five chapters, and I hope you like this mini story. *I do not own any right. The Characters are C.L Stone's.

Jedi Knight Harry Potter is assigned to protect the newly elected Queen of Naboo upon the invasion of her planet by the Trade Federation. This simple act sends ripples through the Force and alters the fate of the Galaxy. How can the presence of one man change so much?

Dani Jones was a mess, she loved her life. she killed her first person at thirteen and studied medicine till she was seventeen. became a paid mercenary at eighteen and was the best in the business by twenty. she died at thirty from a gun shot wound to the heart. what will she think when she is reborn to a TV show she watched when she was in her twentys. she wanted more than westeros could give her, will she take it? Please be aware this is a short story *Please Note that I do NOT own house of the dragon. only the characters I have made up , this is loosely based on the tv story but won't completely stick to cannon.*

400 hundred years ago, Rhysand's sister and mother were killed by Tamlin's father. Or that was what everyone thought. Rhysand's sister was never killed. Instead Tamlin's father turned her into his personal slave. Doing whatever he wished with her. She was raped, tortured and destroyed. But she never gave up. Because she had a plan. She had planned it for centuries and she was waiting for the perfect opportunity to flee. But then Tamlin's father got killed. She knew who killed him. She had heard whispers from the staff that the new high lord of the night court had killed Tamlin's father. Her brother, Rhysand. Tamlin never knew that she was stuck in the dungeon beneath his palace. He became the high lord of spring and she was left there. The only one who knew she was in the dungeon was Tamlin's father's guard that gave her food once a day. And when Hybern came she was given the perfect opportunity to get the hell out of there.

Galadriel was once a spy, deep in the Autumn Court but an act of loyalty to a friend cost her that position. Now forced back into hiding, the Night Court takes charge in keeping her hidden from Beron's search for her head. Loyal to her spymaster, she faces the backlash of what that has cost her in the near two hundred years of lying and the weight of her failure breaks her down bit by bit.

"She was darkness and death moulded into the perfect form for him. For him. She was the darkness that was unending and unforgiving, unforgotten and unbinding." Ember Avilon. Warrior of the night. Slaughterer of kingdoms. Her name was known but forgotten. When Hybern fell so did her name, or so every one of Prythian thought. The uncontrollable rage that takes over when she sees winged Illyrians is next to none. What happens when she feels an undeniable pull to one, and not only an Illyrian but a shadow singer? But she's not there to make friends - a war is heading. And she's the key to helping them all. Azriel, the shadow singer, and spymaster has never met anyone like him. Who had to learn to live in the darkness, and maybe he likes that. Or so everyone thinks. What happens when another shows up, thrown at his High Lord's feet for treason? And what happens when the two shadow singers find an odd comfort in one another - a comfort that could either bind them together for eternity - or destroy their souls to the darkness that forbids both? "You will fight to survive Ember. Not for me. Not for this damned court. For you." "You are every reason, every hope, and dream I've ever had under this nightly sky for someone to be mine. Truly mine." "I cannot stay away from you." "I don't know if you've ever loved yourself." "I killed for you" - "You didn't live for me" "I saw you walking down those stairs ... and I wanted you so badly, I thought I might set the whole godforsaken world on fire just to have you." [I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR THE SERIES OF ACOTAR, ONLY MY OWN CHARACTERS. ALL CREDITS GO TO SARAH J MASS] [MATURE THEMES OF GORE, SEXUAL AND ADULT THEMES] This is an enemy to lovers' book; with a VERY VERY slow burn I will warn. :) Enjoy! Sydney Kelly #1 shadow singer 23/02/22 #1 sarahjmass 14/06/22 #1 illyrians 05/09/22 #1 hybern 09/09/22 #1 acosf 08/04/23 #1 thenightcourt 08/04/23

It's colder then I remember it, dark as an abyss but I stop being afraid of the dark along time ago. Shadows curl around me and I allow myself the split second of hope. Allowing myself to wish for the male I can not have. His voice is a distant memory but also clear as day in this dark and musky hole. "We will be friends." His voice is relaxed but firm. Lulling me away into memories with his deep vibrato. "Friends?" I croak, confusion lacing my voice. "People who are nice to each other occasionally spend time together." Azriel deadpans. "I know what friends are." I snap back, not able to hold back the bite in my words. Some way to start a friendship. He chuckles despite my tone, the dark alluring sound wrapping around my spine. I look away from him. "Well, you don't seem to have any." I don't realize the tears have fallen until they have drenched my cheeks. I curl deeper into myself, wishing those memories wouldn't haunt me. I replay the moment over and over in my head. Weaving it into my very being, my sanity. With darkness threading around me I list all the reasons he couldn't love me. Even if I could get out of this hell, those memories are all I have. I wouldn't forgive me either.

A COURT OF WICKED AND UPRISING - CASSIAN ( The General) ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Regan Hyun • carries the many decades of her life on her back, losses of her friends, the heavy weight from her last name. ¤ "We meet again old friend" Her sharp voice says her hard eyes never leaving her form "Sure we do old thing" I purred back never swaying from the sharp silver following my every move Knowing of the other forms all over the room following my movements, a group of fae, but not only fae something more. And not a group, a family. Knowing they would do anything for each other my body almost stiffed. Jealousy takes over a part of me knowing my family no longer is at my side. "Take a seat we have a lot of catching up to do, time is precious " She says impatiently I smirk a bit "You are starting to get grumpier, maybe it's the age catching up" Someone lets out a chuckle in the background so deep it rocks my core. But my face is still on the same small figure, her eyes slowly showing amusement, as her red lips grow to a smile. "I almost missed you" ¤ ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> (CASSIAN X FEM!OC) (FROM THE SARAH J. MAAS A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES UNIVERSE) (PICTURES BELONG TO PINTEREST) (ONGOING - act 1 will be edited during the time act 2 is written.) ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>