Born the only daughter of Lord Devlon, she grew up on the outskirts of power-always watching, always fighting for a place no one wanted her to have. While her brothers trained to conquer, she learned to endure-and taught herself to dream. They called her foolish. Said her wings were just for show. But Azriel has known her for years-long before power shifted, long before she ever dared to hope. And in all that time, he never once looked away. He calls her Butterfly-not because she's fragile, but because he sees what no one else will, the strength it takes to fly when the world keeps trying to pin you down. A story of a girl no one believed in-and the male who always did.

A love tangled in fire and fear. They were never meant to be more than stolen nights and whispered promises. Eris keeps her at arm's length, bound by his father's cruelty and the danger of wanting too much yet he can't stay away. She takes what little of him he'll give, even as it breaks her. Secrets unravel, brothers circle like wolves, and every stolen moment between them feels both dangerous and inevitable. Until the day he must choose, keep surviving under Beron's shadow... or burn it all down for her.

"You look happy." Mara whispered, her voice scratchy from sleep. "So do you." Feyre whispered back. Mara searched her friend's face, thumb absentmindedly stroking Feyre's knuckles. "You deserve happiness, Feyre, so much happiness..." her voice trailed off towards the end. Feyre was not hers...and now she never would be. - This fanfic will be for all the books and they will all be published in here so you don't have to add multiple 'books' to your library. RysandxFeyrexOC. Will not be a love triangle(well it will be for a little while) but a loving triad. - Warnings for: everything already talked about in ACOTAR series as well as my OC abusive parent(only seen in brief flashbacks but she deals with the after affects), Amarantha takes a liking to my OC and certain things ensue...as well as torture. chapter 26 and 28 are the worst of it, you may skip those and it will not effect the story...I got carried away but I wanted to keep it in. Nothing explicit or detailed, only allusion to what happened or will happen.

When an injured Illyrian warrior crash-lands near her modest cottage, Elara, a resourceful young widow, has no choice but to take him in-despite the risk to herself and her daughter, Isla. As Azriel heals under her care, he finds himself drawn to the quiet resilience of the woman who saved his life and the innocent curiosity of her spirited child. *Denotes mature chapters* Disclaimer: the characters and world belong to Sarah J. Maas, and this is a fan-created tribute. Highest rankings: #1 in ACOTAR #1 in Azriel #1 in ACOMAF #1 in ACOSF #1 in Feyre Beautiful cover by _CamilleB_

⤷ in which her sister suddenly gets taken to prythian, and everything in her life changes. （ acotar - ? ） （ slow burn!azriel × female ） （ status: ongoing ） ©venusflimss

They were never supposed to work. The spymaster of Night. The heir who swore he'd never be like his father. The High Lady of Autumn. Bound by a rare mating bond, entangled in politics, duty, and desire. Together, they were something sacred. Something secret. Until unrest in the Autumn Court begins to rot everything they've built. Whispers become threats. Loyalty fractures. And love-real, messy, consuming love-might not be enough to hold them together. A story of power, sacrifice, and the kind of love that refuses to be quiet. Of three souls fighting not just for a court but for each other.

Everyone gets gathered in the past to watch the life of the hated hero, hated for her family, for her house and for her best friend.

Zyta Baratheon is the only child of Robert Baratheon and Cersei Lannister. She is sweet and kind but fierce. She fell in love with a man that had no love in his heart. The same man fell in love with the princess of the Seven Kingdoms. Sandor Clegane never liked the Lannister's or the Baratheon's but he sure liked Zyta Baratheon. OCxSandor STARTED: September 30, 2017 ENDED: May 28, 2019

It was the sheer arrogance of the wizarding world that led them to their ruin. Ruin in the shape of a girl. Asherah Potter-Black.

𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐨𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 . . . 𝐯𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐰𝐤𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞. 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞, 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐬𝐚𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐠𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐟. 𝗆𝖺𝗋𝖺𝗎𝖽𝖾𝗋𝗌 𝖾𝗋𝖺 𝗃𝖺𝗆𝖾𝗌 𝗉𝗈𝗍𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝗑 𝗈𝖼 𝗐𝖺𝗍𝖼𝗁𝗂𝗇𝗀 𝗍𝗁𝖾 𝗆𝗈𝗏𝗂𝖾𝗌