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.

She was never supposed to survive. She did anyway. She has no past. No crown. No mercy. In the heart of a kingdom unraveling under the weight of ancient magic and rising war, whispers speak of a woman who walks through walls of shadow. A myth. A ghost. A warning. They call her the Chaos Bringer. A name feared in the dark corners of kingdoms that dare not speak it aloud.. Bleach-blonde hair with jet black roots. Violet eyes that see too much. A voice like smoke and knives. No one knows where she came from. No one knows what she wants. But every time something dark falls in the city-every time someone cruel disappears-her name echoes in the silence. She doesn't kneel. She doesn't flinch. She doesn't fight for thrones. And she definitely doesn't bleed for banners. But something's coming. Something that doesn't just threaten kingdoms-but threatens the thin thread of fate she's been pretending not to follow. And Nythera has always been a woman who follows the thread. She may not want a court... But the war coming for this world might demand she build one.

Soleil Archeron was not always this way. Once, she was something softer-someone who bled, who broke. But that girl died in the dark. In the dungeons where she was tortured, where they tried to shatter her piece by piece, something far more dangerous was forged in her place. Now, she walks the world reborn, her very existence an anomaly-something that has not been seen in centuries, something that should not exist. As Hybern's armies grow stronger by the day, and the line between victory and annihilation thins. But there is something else stirring-something old, something watching. And the deeper Soleil sinks into the darkness of her own power, the more she begins to wonder if she was remade for more than just vengeance. Because some poisons don't just kill. Some corrupt. ||Azriel x OC|| Set in ACOMAF

Three sentences given when the time is right to the right person from the right person can change the future of an entire dynasty. In this story House Targaryen learns that hidden dragons are still dragons. Their bite is bloody and their fire can melt the skin of your bones. House of the dragon AU Daemon Targaryen x oc

Azriel never expected to finally meet his mate and to be... this. A walking disaster with a talent for tripping over air, an uncanny ability to charm even the grumpiest Illyrian, and a knack for throwing herself headfirst into situations that require his immediate intervention. She is warmth where he is shadow, laughter where he is silence. And worst of all? She makes him smile without trying.

As the centuries go by, the more the Revolution gets bigger. Fourth Wing and Acotar series references. Humans. Magical beings. Dragons. Assassins. Missions. Spies. Fight scenes. Badass moments. Torture. Dark romance. And a lot of screaming at the screen.

Iraden has lived in Velaris her whole life, in the silvery pools gifted to the Sirens by Rhysand's father, the High Lord before him. It wasn't the only thing she had to thank the High Lords of the Night Court for. For 100 years Iraden and her mother managed to keep her a secret, but what happens when Azriel, the Spymaster of the Night Court, and one of Rhysand's right hands, stumbles into where she works one day, a fast and unusual relationship taking root. Azriel is in desperate need of grounding, having drifted so far away in the past 50 years after the wars that he cannot find his way back. Iraden is in desperate need of freedom after spending her entire life hidden from her true nature, and her father, Rhysand, who is beginning to worry that Nyx isn't taking on the particular glow that the High Lord's heir should take. Will Iraden embrace who she was always meant to be? Will she dare to dream that big?

Acotar fanfic Mor X female Oc (there's not a lot I can say without spoiling it so ur just gonna have to read it to find out ;)

Females were very rare in the night court's ruling family as it was, all either die young or end up forgotten in the abyss of history. Rhysand ever thought he'd have to father one of these, in fact, he did't believe he even deserve to be a father, until he was faced with the results of a one night with an old friend...