She made a bargain in secret. Now the shadows are calling her home. After the trials Under the Mountain, Gaia's world is cracked and quiet. Her sister may bear the scars, but Gaia carries the cost-a hidden deal struck with the High Lord of the Night Court, one that drags her into a realm of moonlight and masks each month. But something inside her is changing. Power stirs where there should be none. A soulmark pulses with meaning she doesn't understand. And whispers from a forgotten god echo through her blood. As tensions rise between courts and war creeps across the land, Gaia must choose between the girl she was and the force she's becoming. Because some fury isn't meant to be buried. And not all bargains stay in the dark. OC X Rhysand ****Disclaimer**** This is a work of fanfiction based on the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas. I do not own any part of the original universe, characters, or settings created by the author. All rights to the ACOTAR world belong to Sarah J. Maas and her publishers. Original characters, plotlines, and interpretations introduced in this story-such as Gaia Archeron and The Starborn Saga-are my own creation and meant for entertainment purposes only. This story is not intended for commercial use. Second installment of The Starborn Saga ***Attention*** There will be some changes in the story line, but not enough that will mess with the original one.

Ciara has spent her life surviving in the shadows of the Hewn City, honing her skills as a thief and becoming a master of stealth and cunning. When an unexpected offer promises her wealth beyond her wildest dreams, she seizes the chance-only to find herself thrust into a world she cannot control. Nyx has known nothing but privilege as the Heir to the Night Court, his life free of struggle or danger. But when he lays eyes on a fierce, captivating female whose world collides violently with his own, he is drawn to her in ways he cannot ignore. One thing becomes clear: he will do whatever it takes to keep her safe. A single mistake, a reckless plan-and suddenly, two lives are thrown into chaos, their fates entwined in ways neither of them could have imagined. This is a fan fiction based on the "A Court of Thorns and Roses" books by Sarah J. Maas. Because the series is not yet complete, some aspects of the story have been creatively adapted. (Book 1)

Lyra Nightveil, the last heir of a powerful family, has spent her life carrying the weight of her lineage. When her parents are murdered, she's thrust into the heart of the Night Court, under the guardianship of Cassian and Nesta. But her past haunts her, and the bond she once shared with Nyx, the son of Rhysand and Feyre, is now a bitter rivalry. Forced together to confront an emerging threat, Lyra and Nyx must navigate their tangled history, reconcile their feelings, and face a destiny neither of them ever expected. Can they find trust-and love-amid the shadows of their legacy?

Valeria Draven rules a kingdom the courts pretend does not exist. Deep beneath Prythian, hidden in labyrinths carved from bone and stone, lies the Crimson Court-her domain, her sanctuary, her cage. A place where the unwanted gather: vampires with shattered bloodlines, fae exiles driven mad by power, humans stolen or discarded by the courts above, and creatures too dangerous to walk in daylight. They worship Valeria as their queen. Their monster. Their savior. And she guards them with a hunger that has drowned armies. The world believes her people extinct. She prefers it that way. But when Hybern revives an ancient magic capable of slaughtering her entire court, Valeria is forced to step into the light she hates- and into the Night Court she has vowed never to forgive. She arrives not as an ally, but as a warning. Yet Prythian's most powerful males do not fear her. They want her. Rhysand, whose power coils around hers like a serpent tasting blood. Azriel, whose shadows hiss at her hunger yet return to her touch. Cassian, who stares at her like she is war itself- and he intends to win. They should be wise enough to keep their distance. They are not. Valeria Draven has survived centuries of slaughter, betrayal, and bloodshed. She has a kingdom that worships her. A throne soaked in the sacrifices of those she loved and lost. And she will burn Prythian to ash before she lets any court- or any male- claim her. But desire is a violent thing. And when queens fall, they do so with teeth bared, dragging the world down with them.

𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒐𝒖𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒔𝒉𝒆 𝒌𝒏𝒆𝒘 𝒂𝒃𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒆𝒍𝒇 𝒕𝒖𝒓𝒏𝒆𝒅 𝒐𝒖𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒂 𝒍𝒊𝒆. ~ ✧ ~ Celeste, an angel of light, accidentally causes the death of a wolf with her powers, shattering her serene life. As ancient laws demand payment, Tamlin, the powerful High Lord of the Spring Court, arrives to claim her. Torn from her peaceful home, Celeste is thrust into the beautiful but dangerous world of the Fae. She must quickly learn to navigate this new land of shadows and customs. Yet, amidst the unfamiliar peril, fate offers a surprise: on the magical night of Calanmai, she meets her destined mate. Can a bond born from unintentional destruction bloom into love between an angel and the man known as the devil of Prythian? ☆*. Be mindful that the story starts slow chapters: 4, 7, 9, 13, 16, 17, 18 have more tension, feel free to skip! .*☆ ★ ° . *　　　°　.　°☆ 　. * ● ¸ ★ ° . *　　　°　. Oc ~x~ Rhysand ★ ° . *　　　°　.　°☆ 　. * ● ¸ ★ ° . *　　　°　.　 An Acotar fanfiction storyline! Best of: ✧ Rhys #4 ✧ GraphicNovel #1 ✧ wings #16 ✧ celestial #8 ✧ tamlin #13 ✧ myth #25 ✧ prythian #2 ✧ angel #2

❝𝘛𝘰 𝘣𝘦 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘮𝘶𝘴𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯.❞ ❝𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘯'𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴.❞ ❝𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘥𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘯𝘦𝘴𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘐 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵.❞ 𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 a star finds her soul burning brighter than it ever has once she meets him... 𝐗𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐍 𝐑𝐈𝐎𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍 ↳ 𝐀 𝐁𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ( 𝐀 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 ) 𝐅𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓𝐇 𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐘𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐍 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐇𝐎𝐑𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐒𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 𝘹𝘢𝘥𝘦𝘯 𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘹 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦!𝘰𝘤 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈 ~ ✓ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈 ~ ✓ 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐈𝐈 ~ ✧ 𝘪𝘯 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘨𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴 . . . 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐕 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐈 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐕𝐈𝐈𝐈 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐈𝐗 ~ ✗ 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘱𝘭𝘦𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝐀𝐂𝐓 𝐗 ~ 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐔𝐒 ~ ✗ 𝘵𝘣𝘢

"The Cauldron Made me. But something older claimed me." Gaia Archeron was never chosen. Not by magic, not by fate. She was a girl who survived because no one expected her to. Until she died. And when death came, it didn't keep her. Not when an ancient power-older than the Cauldron, older than Prythian-answered a forgotten wish and pulled her back. Now, something stirs beneath her skin. Starborn. Hollowed. Changed. Not quite mortal. Not quite Made. But something in between. And the world that let her die is not ready for what she's become. OC X Rhysand ****Disclaimer**** This is a work of fanfiction based on the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J. Maas. I do not own any part of the original universe, characters, or settings created by the author. All rights to the ACOTAR world belong to Sarah J. Maas and her publishers. Original characters, plotlines, and interpretations introduced in this story-such as Gaia Archeron and The Starborn Saga-are my own creation and meant for entertainment purposes only. This story is not intended for commercial use. First installment of The Starborn Saga ***Attention*** There will be some changes in the story line, but not enough that will mess with the original one.

.⋆❅⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❆₊⋆. 𝒂𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝓍 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝓍 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 .⋆❆⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❅₊⋆. ⤷ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘷 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘈𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘈𝘍 𝘰𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 Born in the shadow of Amarantha's brutal reign, 𝑵𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒆 has been sheltered in her temple since infancy. Her life has been one of ritual, restraint, and restless longing for answers she knows she'll never have. Until Hybern. Mere months after Amarantha's fall, soldiers descend on Cesere and the High Lord of the Night Court finds Nephele bleeding and burnt beneath the worst of Hybern's males. Rhysand offers her refuge in the House of Wind, a sanctuary carved into the mountainside beneath a starlit sky that watches over the dreamlike city of Velaris. Yet grief leaves Neph hollow, and nightmares of blood-stained snow and a tether to something unknown stalk her sleep in the library at the heart of the House. Something stirs in her blood. A power she never knew . . . another truth she was never told. A bloodline buried beneath a life built on lies. Night's spymaster, 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍, is just as drawn to her as his shadows are. Night's general, 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏, is haunted by a familiarity he cannot make sense of. Nephele is desperate to uncover what was taken from her as war builds on the horizon. Every truth unraveled makes the world tremble beneath her feet. She never could've predicted what life beyond temple walls had waiting for her . . . And she certainly never expected that it would be two Illyrian warriors who would finally awaken the 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 within her heart.

She didn't ask to be dragged into this world. She didn't ask to become something more than what she already is. And she certainly didn't ask for him. But some fates don't wait to be chosen. Some truths refuse to stay buried. And in a land built on ancient power and older lies, even a whisper can become a war cry. ****************** Cassian x OC This story comes after ACOSF All events and characters intact, except Cassian and Nesta are not together.

[ACOTAR | Cassian/OC] Elyssia is born among the cruelty of the Illyrian Mountains and, after finding solace at the hands of an otherworldly creature, she dedicates her life to give her fellow females and their wings the safety she was blessed with - only to have it all shattered by the well-meaning but, in her eyes, clueless aid of the Night Court's general and the Inner Circle he's a part of. Life, and the clusterfuck of drama Cassian brings with him, would've been easier to navigate if the mate bond hadn't snapped the second they crossed eyes.... or if he didn't have a lover at home he refuses to part with. Now Elyssia has been thrown into the thick of heartache and unavoidable longing while trying to remain faithful to her self-imposed duties and keeping her distance from the found-family of the mate that doesn't want her. Add in a mix of High Lords drama with their unresolved issues, weird demonic creatures breaking havoc all over Prythian, and seductive High Fae that have no issue expressing interest in what Cassian so carelessly dismissed, and you have the making of the perfect recipe for absolute disaster. [Post ACOWAR - haven't read ACOSF] [Cross-posted on AO3]