When a young fae is sold by her parents to be bred, She fights back. While on the brink of death, As she prays to the cauldron she realizes it has betrayed her. So, she prays to the stars above, And from somewhere far in the darkness Something answers back. This story is for all those women who were forced into maturity, those who grew up a little too soon, and those who are driven by rage and revenge, yet still find themselves trusting others to quickly.

*Historical Fiction* II *Romance* II *Literature* *A 25-year-old modern day woman wakes up from a car accident to find herself in the body of a sixteen-year-old Manchu girl living in the 18th century Qing Dynasty. In her new life, she becomes deeply entangled in the princes' battle for the throne and finds herself falling in love with them.*

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)

In the heart of Velaris, where starlight dances and shadows whisper, a tale of love, secrets, and unspoken bonds begins. Demetria, known as Demi, is a vibrant waitress with a gift for drawing people in through her warmth and chatter. With her raven-black hair and eyes that shimmer in hues of pink and violet, she carries a mystery she herself doesn't fully understand. Azriel, the enigmatic Shadowsinger, is a man of quiet strength and guarded emotions, his icy exterior a shield against a world that has often been cruel. When their paths cross at the opening of The Starry Bite, a new restaurant in Velaris, an unexpected connection sparks. Demi's lively nature challenges Azriel's walls, while his silent intensity draws her in like a moth to a flame. But beneath the surface, secrets linger-Demi's hidden lineage, Azriel's past scars, and a bond that neither of them can explain. As they navigate their growing attraction, they must confront the shadows of their pasts and the challenges of their present. From the bustling streets of Velaris to the quiet moments under the night sky, their story unfolds like a melody-haunting, beautiful, and impossible to ignore. The Melody of Shadows is a tale of love that blooms in the unlikeliest of places, where laughter meets silence, and where the light of one soul can illuminate even the darkest of shadows. The story take place before A Court of Silver Flames.

Daughter of the Feyre & Rhysand meets Tamlin. Years after the war, High Lord of the Spring Court is haunted by his past and living in isolation. Everything changes when he meets Aithrien, a mysterious little fae girl who brings light and laughter with her oddness into his life... cat food&cat rod What could go wrong? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "It's not Mr. Beast, is it, tra-la-lay?" Her sudden question startled him. He furrowed his brow. "I'm sorry... what?" "Your name-it's not Mr. Beast, right?" She asked earnestly. "No," Tamlin said, caught by the absurdity of it.

(COMPLETED) It's 1817 and there is nothing more a woman wants than to marry a rich man and live a life of comfort. But not Nancy Brooks. Having spent half her life helping her mother run her laundry shop and the other half in the local library, Nancy knows what she wants, and it is not a life spent looking for the perfect suitor. Things take a turn when she delivers clothes to one of the schools she always dreamed of attending and ends up saving the day. Lord Andrew Montgomery rules almost every place he sets foot in-one of the perks of being the son of the most powerful duke of the time-and this includes Oxford. Violent and aggressive, he vows to make the life of every student who dares defy him miserable. However, when he targets the new (and first) girl at Oxford, his obsession becomes a little more than just making her life miserable. It began, he would later speculate, with a shout: the simple sound of someone shouting at him-for the first time in his life. It began, she would later speculate, with a catch: the simple movement of strong arms, breaking her fall, catching her midway. But after that, there would come many more events, and ones not too keen on bringing them together. What will they do when a powerful duchess steps in, when it seems every person is working to keep them apart? This is a story of betrayal and love, because they are not so different after all...

Selene was never meant to be part of this world. She had once been a medical student, living an ordinary life filled with textbooks, late-night study sessions, and the quiet certainty that magic was nothing more than fiction. Then, she woke up in a world ruled by monsters. For twenty-five years, she has survived on the outskirts of a human village, healing where she can, hiding where she must. She knows little of the High Fae, their courts, or their treacherous games. She knows only whispers-of a wicked queen named Amarantha, of a war that shattered kingdoms, of a High Lord with violet eyes and a smirk sharper than a blade. But when a raid on her village drags her Under the Mountain, Selene is thrust into a world of cruelty and deceit. Powerless and human, she should have been nothing more than another disposable servant. Instead, she catches the eye of Rhysand, Amarantha's right hand. To the world, he is a monster. A traitor. A willing pet in the queen's twisted court. But Selene has seen him at his most powerful. And now, she has seen him at his most broken. Forced into servitude, trapped in a palace where humans do not last long, Selene must navigate the deadly politics of a court built on suffering. But as she uncovers the truth hidden beneath Rhysand's carefully crafted mask, she begins to question everything she thought she knew-about this world, about him, and about the war that looms on the horizon. Because it was not fate brought her here. She was the obstacle to his fate. And fate is watching. all rights reserved to the original author

"You make my world just a little bit more full of light." "That's a little bit ironic don't you think?" "Well, flowers need light to grow so no, not really." Being the youngest and only daughter of the High Lord of the Spring is always weird. Especially when you are fully aware of the fact that your older brother Tamlin didn't want the title once your father was dead. Amara didn't have much in ways of comforts and time away from her brother but Rhysand had always been more than happy to take her away and to Velaris, as long as she swore that she would never tell Tamlin, her older brother. That was where she had been when the Blight hit.