𝒐𝒐𝒐. ❙ 𝗕𝗢𝗨𝗡𝗗 𝗕𝗬 𝗙𝗔𝗧𝗘︱❝𝘐 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘦𝘢𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘬𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘺 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘢𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘵 𝘫𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘴 𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘦.❞ 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛... ━━━ Before the cauldron, before the mother, and before the courts of Prythian. . .there were the creators. The Creators were beings thought to be God's, but in actuality, they were dragons. Beings of scales, fire, and, of course, creation. Aerilyn Drakkarah, one of the last female dragons, was the Creator of Life. The embodiment, if you will, and the Queen of the Benevolent realm. Her soul-bonded lover, Velaerion Velkaeryn, was the Creator of Death, and Malevolent ruler. He oversaw the dead from not just this world but the otherworlds, too. Their souls were forged to be one. They were two halves of a whole until they weren't. Until the Mad King appeared. The Mad King was obsessed with having the power to bend life and death to his will. But he knew he would not be able to kill the Creators. So he did something much worse. He separated them. During the war between the Creators and the Mad King, Aerilyn was thrown into a prison world, bestowed upon her by the cauldron. An item she herself helped to make. Devasted by the betrayal, she didn't see it coming when her lover was thrown into one of the otherworlds. A place he, too, would be imprisoned for the next one thousand years. It isn't until a certain red-head takes over what is now known as Prythian that Aerilyn is set free. And is met with a very hungry looking nineteen year old who also just happens to be another one of her soul bonded.

Eira Archeron wasn't cursed. Sure, her hair was as white as snow, flowers seemed to bloom wherever she walked, and the villagers whispered behind their hands like she might eat them in their sleep-but really, she was fine. Mostly. The youngest Archeron sister, she grew up barefoot and half-wild, watching her family tumble from wealth into ruin while quietly learning to heal and mend what others broke. Life just seemed to follow her around, and she followed it in return-mostly politely, sometimes with a little mischief. When Feyre was taken beyond the wall into the fae lands, Eira was drawn into a world older and stranger than she'd ever imagined. Confused, curious, and somehow still trying to keep her shoes clean, she would learn that life bends to her... and death is never far behind. ❀ acotar ❀ fem!oc x ??

In a world divided by courts and bound by ancient power, two dangerously different souls collide. Azriel, the Night Court's infamous Spymaster, lives in the shadows-silent, lethal, and ruled by duty. But everything shifts when he crosses paths with Delphine, a seductive and bold siren thief with a wicked smile and a knack for disappearing just when he gets too close. She's chaos wrapped in charm, leaving soul-drained corpses and sarcastic notes in her wake. He's the blade sent to stop her... until the bond reveals something far more complicated. Now hunted and haunted by each other, Delphine and Azriel are locked in a deadly game of cat and mouse-where secrets run deep, hearts betray logic, and neither one is willing to lose. Not to the other. Not even to fate.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 IN WHICH Feyre and Rhysand decide to hire a babysitter for Nyx, not knowing the secrets that she has been hiding for decades, meanwhile Azriel can't help but feel attracted toward her kind smile and soft voice. azriel x fem!oc

❛ you're the moon, she's the sun, and i'm just another star. ❜ eris 𝒙 fem!oc 𝒙 azriel love triangle, enemies to lovers © old-moon

Cutthroat? Yes Annoying? Yes Tempting? Yes And the list went on..... The above list was how Lilliana Mae preferred to describe Eris Vanserra. Not her favourite prince however she had no choice but to put up with him. And don't be fooled, she wasn't also his favourite royal from the scheming winter court. But did any of that prevent Kallias from setting them up? No. .......................................................... "I sincerely apologize, for looking extremely handsome and stealing the spotlight darling." "And here I thought, you'd suck it up and apologize Vanserra."

𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 /𝘸ɪ𝘵ʃ/ 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 1. 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬. "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ, ᴇꜱᴍᴇ" "ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀᴢʀɪᴇʟ"

can a heart still break once it's stopped beating ? cassian 𝒙 fem!oc enemies to lovers © old-moon

A Monster. That's what they'd always called her. Sasha wasn't delusional enough to think they were wrong. Made of shadow and suffering, raised in cold and cruelty, she was every inch the monster the world feared her to be. She tried not to hate herself for it, for the way this world had forced her to be. Maybe she did not deserve this life she'd been given, the life that had been forced on her, but she'd been through too much to give it up now. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ ON HIATUS (soz) ACOTAR oc insert Multiple(?) romances Plot centred Started : 7/10/24 ACOMAF finished : 12/6/25 ACOWAR finished : ... ACOFAS finished : ... ACOSF finished : ... Idk how well this will do but the hyperfixation will consume my soul if I don't get this out my system :)

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 : ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron has to fight through the thorns of roses just to survive. 〔Azriel x oc〕 ╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn! ˏˋ°•*First book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ----------------------