For five hundred years, she has been hidden away-moon-blessed, powerful, untouchable. But the call of fate is relentless, whispering through the enchanted forest where she has spent centuries waiting, yearning. Now, she is ready to return. Ready to be claimed. Rhysand, Cassian, and Azriel have spent years tormented by dreams of a female they have never met-a female who feels like a missing piece of their very souls. They are three fragments of the same being, bound by an ancient power that refuses to let them rest until they find her. When she finally steps into their world, the bond ignites. The hunger is unbearable. The restraint is slipping. And the hunt has only just begun. A story of fate, power, and a desire so primal it threatens to consume them all. ( This story is solely based on the meeting and claiming of the mate. There won't be any major plot .) ( Oc and the storyline belongs to me . The inspiration of this fanfiction is taken from the ACOTAR series by Sarah.J.Mass The book cover is taken from Pintrest ) ( There will be no Amarantha , Feyre and her sisters in this story. Mor doesn't have the same relationship with Azriel and Cassian as she had in Acotar. Here Rhys, Azriel and Cassian are same person i.e Rhysand was so powerful that he has to divide his essence into three parts giving rise to Azriel and Cassian)

𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚕𝚒𝚗'𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚢𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍 ✯¸.•'*¨'*•✿ ✿•*'¨*'•.¸✯ 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚃𝚊𝚖𝚕𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚔𝚎𝚙𝚝 𝚊𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚂𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙲𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚝. 𝚆𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝙵𝚎𝚢𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚜, 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚕𝚊 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚜 𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚏𝚊𝚜𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚐𝚒𝚛𝚕. ✯¸.•'*¨'*•✿ ✿•*'¨*'•.¸✯ 𝚌𝚠: 𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚢𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚞t, 𝚎𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚜𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚜, 𝚜𝚎𝚕𝚏 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚖

'Don't you know that we bleed the same?' Azriel x oc °•▪︎♤▪︎•° Rayna, haunted by her past, found refugee in the mortal realm. There, a strong bond formed between her and a sharp tongued, Nesta Archeron. For the first time in forever she doesn't have to hide or run. But what happens when her friend's sister comes back, no longer human? When the High Lord of the Night Court speaks of war and death?

Eternal: (adj.) Lasting or existing forever; without end or beginning Athanasia never complained about her situation. She never felt like she had the right to. A random event leads her to befriend a small boy. A boy that she believed she would never see again. His situation was heartbreaking, she knew that there are others that are more unfortunate just like him. However, this one encounter changes everything she expected of herself, gave her freedom when the world only wants to swallow her up. --- "Why are you doing this? Why are you befriending me? Though we met five hundred years ago, why do you still bring me into your life? So much can happen in that many years but instead of staying with your friends or finding other things to do, you're with me. Why?" I ask again. Though I don't like being so forward, I can't help it. I'm scared to hurt him. He shifts his gaze to me. His hazel eyes gleam into my blue ones as if he knows something that I don't. "You're right. I had five hundred years, five hundred years to stay with my friends and five hundred years to find other hobbies." He pauses, taking in breath. "But I had five hundred years without you, we only had two weeks together. And those two weeks were the best I've ever had. That's why I want to continue them-with you, Athy." --- Disclaimer: All ACOTAR characters and plot belong to Sarah J. Maas. My characters and scenes are my own work.

OCxAzriel(acotar) This story follows Verena, a half high fae, half witch, who has lived with so much anger and despair since she was 16, when everything she knew and loved was taken from her by no other than the then High Lord of the Night Court. Centuries have passed, but Verena cannot let go of all the damage that has been done to her and to her people. This is why she finds herself in the last place she ever thought she would be at: the Night Court. She's after the last piece of her heritage; her mother's spell book, and nothing will stop her. Even if a certain shadowsinger has his eyes on her all the time. Oh, and did I forget to mention that the most powerful High Lord, Rhysand, is her brother? I do not own any of the Original characters from ACOTAR, only the ones I have created for this story. *Takes place before and after the events of ACOTAR ;) More coming soon...

❛ a falling star fell from your heart and landed in my eyes ❜ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ ⬩❖⬩ ⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯⎯ "How . . ." She was at a loss for words. This was a dream, right? But if it was, how could she be feeling all of this? How could she feel his magic, or his touch, or the cool air of the corridor? None of it made sense. One of his hands raised, as though wanting to touch her face, but it hesitated before lowering. Some small part of Ana was left disappointed. "You're . . . you're here? How are you here?" Ana swallowed thickly. "I⎯I don't know. I thought I was . . . this is a dream. But then . . ." Realization dawned in his eyes. "Oh." Ana frowned. What did oh mean? "Shit." "What?" Ana asked. She needed answers. This was the second strange thing that had happened in four days. "Why are you saying shit? What's going on?" His hand wrapped around her wrist again and he pulled her through the darkness, away from the door. "She can't know about this. None of them can." "Who can't know about what?" Ana nearly stumbled over her footing, but her years of training kept her upright. "Tell me what's happening. Who even are you? How am I here?"

When in doubt, look at the stars. Rhysand X OC An ACOTAR fanfic. All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas except for my OC.

Jasmine Archeron loved her sisters- half sisters. Although she shared a father with Feyre, Nesta and Elaine she was different. Her mother's heritage caused prejudice and distance between her family. She never felt accepted or complete until she met Feyre's new friends from Prythian. Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel. This story contains a Reverse Harem plot line.

Rayna had spent years hiding in the shadows of the mortal realm, burying her power beneath layers of silence and secrets. There, a strong bond formed between her and a sharp tongued, Nesta Archeron. But peace never lasts, not when your name is whispered by fate itself. But what happens when her friend's sister comes back, no longer human? When the High Lord of the Night Court speaks of war and death?

❝𝘏𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵 𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘴 𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘦 𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺 𝘩𝘪𝘨𝘩.❞ ❝𝘐𝘵'𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘭𝘥, 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘥𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘣𝘦𝘢𝘶𝘵𝘪𝘧𝘶𝘭.❞ ❝𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘨𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘦 𝘪𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘵.❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 three powerful hearts are entangled and tethered together. ↳ 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐏𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝘧𝘦𝘺𝘳𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥