"It was perfect. Everything we'd dreamed it would be. The only thing that wasn't perfect...is me." After the events of Shadowsinger, Solstice is coming up. The war is over and battle is done, but that doesn't mean the difficulty ends. Everyone in the Court of Dreams is scarred from the war and even with a bright future ahead, the past clings on like a shadow. Rumblings come from the Illyrian camps along with the Blood Rite coming up and things are far from settled. Kaira has to learn her duties and adapt fast or risk losing all her Court has fought for. Or she can take her own path and risk her Court. The choice is hers. **I DO NOT OWN ACOTAR OR ITS AFFILIATES, ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE**

Azriel, the great shadow singer, has an Illyrian female in his apartment... what will happen when Loraina meets the rest of the Inner Circle? This is based after acowar and acofas, its just a little side story of the Inner Circles adventure making a new friend. Swearing is included so sorry bout that.

An ACOTAR fanfiction that takes place after ACOWAR and the High Lords have begun meeting regularly to keep relations open. She watched. That's all she ever did. She watched as the lives of a million Fae unfolded before her eyes. She watched as secrets were made and kept and stole. She watched as murder thrived in the dark and in the light. She watched. And then, she found him. He watched everyone quite similarly to how she did. And so, she watched him. She watched him as she watched all the things before him and then, she did a little more. 'Ello, there. I'm surprised you got through that disaster we like to call summaries. The prologue will give you some answers, I suppose. It's a better blurb, I think. I dunno. Enjoy.

"No one can just come back from death. You are no god Luna." Cal said as he pulled out a dagger from his waist. "Who said anything about the gods?" Luna said smiling as she unsheathed a dagger from her thigh. ------ Everyone thinks Luna is dead. Turns out they were wrong. But the Inner Circle of the Night Court soon find out and family a reunion takes place. But not a pleasant one. Every high lord is in panic when Luna is found because she isn't alone. And one person in particular can't seem to stay away from her. (This takes place during the end of ACOSF and after ) ------ "Feyre had only seen eyes like that on one other person. But it couldn't be. It was impossible..." All stories and characters are based on or inspired by the ACOTAR series by Sarah J Maas. I do not own anything related except for the plot I've created, with certain characters of my creation.

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!

*A Court of Thorns and Roses Fanfiction* Contains spoilers! This story takes place a few years after A Court of Frost and Starlight. Highest ranking: #4 in acotar, #1 in acofas The female was more than he had ever expected to get, she was a natural beauty. Blonde hair cascaded down her slender frame, ending just under the small of her back. Her eyes were pools of midnight blue, a living, breathing thing. A fire burned in them with a hunger for adventure. He felt it too. He watched as she turned toward the woman next to her, he wished he could hear her voice, for he knew it would sound like vanilla-if ever such a thing were possible. One of her small hands tugged at her hair, pulling it behind her ear. With her neck exposed, Azriel could do nothing but stare at the delicate patch of skin. He wanted to run his tongue across it and make her moan- *** This is the story of Aerell, the young Illyrian female who happens to be mated to Azriel.

𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚: 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. She saw herself as one could view the moon. Isolated from everyone, alone in the dark. A source of light for others and never herself. But he showed her the moon could be so much more. ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── When another war lingers nearby, the seven Courts are depraved of soldiers from the previous war. One day, the Shadowsinger of Night Court discovers something-or rather someone. He finds an Old God sleeping. He must awake her and together, they'll have to fight in the upcoming war. Is she enough to save Prythian? Awakening her comes with a risk. She could be ruthless and dangerous. But when he awakens her, he finds himself in a situation he would've never imagined. What happens after the war when he realizes her loves her? Is it too late? ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── She was alone and trapped. He was fragile and found her. She loved him and he saved her. But really in the end, it was she who saved him. An Azriel fan-fiction. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas except for Orpheus and Florence.

After months of torture and darkness, Aelin opens up a Wyrdgate in hopes of escaping her evil aunt. But the portal doesn't bring her to Terrasen, no, it brings her to a completely different world. Read this to watch as Aelin escapes her chains to a path of freedom. __________________________________________________________________________ HI! I'm a new writer so please no hate. But I do appreciate constructive criticism! :)

Five hundred years ago, Rhysand lost his mother and sister to the cruelty of the Spring Court. With a heavy heart, he's moved on to other things, which brings him to his current concern: his mate currently occupying the Spring Court. Although Feyre's orders to the Court of Dreams is to stand down, the Inner Circle has its own opinions. Amren is the loudest voice. Eralyn has been living somewhat peacefully in Terrasen, although she is burdened by her past and the family she has left behind. She's determined to make do with this new freedom away from Maeve's clutches and in the arms of Aelin. However, her plans go bust when Amren shows up, demanding she pays her debt to the family she's left behind. As the war with Hybern looms near, along with the war in her heart, Eralyn has to decide between what is right and what is wrong, while also remembering not everything is so black and white. - This fanfiction is set immediately after ACOMAF and after Kingdom of Ash. There are spoilers, so proceed with caution.

Rhysand finds himself in an unfamiliar world alone. When he is found by a strange fae he begins to worry. Where is Feyre? It isn't until he is reacquainted with an old friend that he truly begins to get scared.