"You might make me a better man." "And you might make me a monster." ― Leigh Bardugo, Ruin and Rising PREVIEW: "I could not see it at the time," I told the Darkling. "I was too blinded by your half-truths and seduction to see clearly. You claimed me that day at the Grand Palace when you grabbed my hand in front of the King, demonstrating to the world that you had a naive Sun Summoner under your control. But I will never be yours." His colorless eyes flashed with fury and something that made them look hollow. Soulless. Inhuman. "Fine, make me your villain." I shifted in my seat uncomfortably. "But you are still my soldier," he fumed. "In my army. You are mine whether you like it or not." "I will put my self-worth before duty," I said coldly. We glared at each other through the mirror. Then, the Darkling's scowl seemed to fade leaving an unsettling glimmer of fire in his eyes. He leaned down leveling his mouth with my cheek. His lips brushed the shell of my ear when he whispered, "I will break you eventually. With time, you will see." ________________ If the Darkling succeeded in making Alina a monster, what would Alina act like under the Darkling's spell. Would she be cold and callous or would she try to fight it-would she try to be good? If you read my other Darklina book "The True Saint", this one is the opposite (although it does not connect with my other book so it can be read separately). Instead of Alina making Aleksander a better man, she becomes a monster. This takes place the night of the Winter Fete and continues until the end of Ruin & Rising. What would happen if Alina did not run that night and instead confronted the Darkling about her new knowledge of the Black Heretic? This book is a retelling of the Grisha trilogy if she had stayed-combining elements of the books and the show. ________________ Cover art by: morgana0anagrom Characters and universe created by: Leigh Bardugo #1 darklina 3/28 #1 thegrishaverse 12/29 #2 alina 1/14

Shadow and bone, but with Alina actually picking the right guy, and no, I'm not talking about Nikolai. Situated after reading the shadow and bone series (spoilers for the darklings real name) Warning for smut? I guess

༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ "You really want me to shy away like I used to? Like your little mouse?" I pierce him with every word. The Darkling stares back and for a while the only thing that moves in the room are the shadows. "Alina, you misunderstand me. I have waited centuries for someone like you. Centuries, Alina, alone. I do not need to answer your question. You know what I want." Please don't say it, I think. "I want you to be my Queen, Alina." He pushes off from his chair and I shiver in my seat as he pauses by my side. The Darkling's hands find my chin and he holds my head tenderly with both hands. My power sparks at his touch like fire to kindling and I have to clench a hand in my dress skirt to keep control. He makes sure my gaze is entirely on him when he says, "And you know you will." I shake underneath the pressure of his words and he strokes my chin to calm me. Fine, but he has no idea what he is asking for. I shall be a queen, but not his. And he will regret the day he forced me back at his side like a dog. Aleksander, I think, bow. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ It starts with burst of light, like it did in the beginning. Every time a Sun Summoner dies, there is a burst of light. With every flashing death, Alina can feel a strong hum of power return to her. Fearing the loss of her new life, she sets out on a mission to the Little Palace with hopes her old friends could help her. Little does Alina know, a familiar shadow sits on the throne of Grisha. As a whirlwind of events sets her right back on square one, Alina makes a vital decision to change everything. Still, she finds herself teetering in the edge of letting the Darkling and her powers swallow her up. The Sun Summoner has grown and she can no longer be a saint. She has to be a queen. ༶•┈┈ ♛ ┈┈•༶ This is a Grisha trilogy fanfiction that takes place after Ruin and Rising. All rights belong to Leigh Bardugo. VERY SLOW BURN Darklina!

A shadow snaked up my arm, a gentle caress, a brush of the night. "My name, Alina." I lifted my head. "Please, Aleksander." The darkness fell away and the nichevo'ya went still. The Grisha stopped and faced us. I barely registered Mal's horrified gaze. "Stand." My knees shook, but I pushed myself to my feet and stared into the Darkling's quartz eyes. Lifeless. Empty. Victorious. - The Darkling's forces are too great. The nichevo'ya, the Grisha, the merzost... Alina Starkov has no choice but to surrender and become the Darkling's Queen. - DARKLING X ALINA FANFIC TAKES PLACE AFTER CH 11 RUIN AND RISING (SPOILERS) I update Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! (COMPLETED AS OF 10/6/21)

She isn't quite herself; neither is he. But when they come together, it's explosive.

As a baby, Alina's powers were found early when she was left, glowing, on the steps of The Dukes orphanage. Raised as a Saint, and a Lady, she is the sheltered only daughter of the Duke of Keramsov who is destined to marry the King's most fearsome general, General Kirigan. Together, their union will create a powerful grisha line, destined to take on The Fold that has split Ravka in half. That is, if the Kings own obsession with power doesn't destroy them first.

When Alina and her loyal followers escaped the royal chapel in Os Alta, they left the Darkling dying buried under the ruins. Now, he sits on the throne of Ravka, ruling as undisputed Tsar, while Alina and her friends run for their lives from him and his Grisha. Alina and her group bring the battle to him, on the Fold, but their ranks are dangerously thin, nearly everyone killed in battle. Those who weren't have been taken to Os Alta to be executed, until the Darkling offers Alina a choice: Watch her friends and those she cares about be murdered, as well as her pilgrims and everything she worked for be destroyed. Or go against what she believes in to save her friends, by marrying the Darkling and being held captive for eternity to be used as his pawn. Alina sees her opportunity to use her position in the palace to overthrow overthrow the Darkling, but obstacles soon stop her plan. Will she be able to carry out her plan and kill the Darkling once and for all? I will primarily follow the books, with bits and pieces of the Netflix show adaption (mostly: Ivan and Fedyor are both still alive and happily married because I ship Fivan, the Darkling/Aleksander is occasionally referred to as General Kirigan/Black General, Baghra and Botkin didn't die in R&R, etc.). It follows canon mostly but there will be some divergence, bits I've forgotten or changed to work something in. It picks up during the battle on the Fold in ruin and rising. All characters and world belong to Leigh Bardugo. Spoilers for all the books (Shadow and Bone to Rule of Wolves). This is my first fanfic, so take it easy on me please :) also just psa I suck at english/grammar so I'm sorry if there are mistakes. enjoy :) (Cover photo art by minta.art on Instagram)

After the war, Alina and Mal decided to rebuild the orphanage in Keramzin. Alina was no longer a sun summoner. Or was she? She could sometimes still feel a flicker of power residing in her. But not just the light. The dark was inside her still as well. But the Darkling is dead, right? Aleksander was dead and burned, never to return to the land of the living. At least, that was what she thought... DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN ANY OF THE CHARACTERS OR LIKE THE GRISHAVERSE AT ALL. THAT HONOR BELONGS TO LEIGH BARDUGO English is not my native language so forgive me if I make a mistake! Enjoy reading ;)

A childhood friend. A war. A soul of sunlight. All of them are lost. As Alina is sinking in grief, her friends are trying to stay united, making plans of dethroning the Darkling, who now rules Ravka. The sun summoner has to resist giving into the shadow summoner's will, but how long will she be able to put on a show, as her feelings are starting to fade into numbness? And how easy can it be to kill the one who's standing beside you on a throne, when power has never felt so good? Alina may find out the answer when shadows have already taken over her heart. (Basically Mal dies, Alina turns dark and lives with the Darkling at the Grand Palace. Her friends are trying to kill him. Enjoy :) ◆The grisha world and characters were created by Leigh Bardugo. ◆Cover art by me

"Don't let me be alone," he murmured. His head dripping heavy into the weight of my lap. For the first time Alina felt like she saw him. Not the darkling, or the black heretic. Not the roles he had forced him self to play, not the narrative that had for-written him as the villain. But the young-brilliant, blessed young soul who only wanted to make friends, who had been told he would outlive life its self. She saw the scared, boy, who was as afraid of the dark as she was. Her hands made soothing circles over his back and she pulled him closer letting her head fall down to his. She felt the beating of his heart slow, the warmth fading. Leaning close, whispering tentatively into his ear. "Your not the villain in my narrative, Alexander," her breath shuddered, the tears forcing her voice to break "Your not alone, I will mourn you even when the world rejoices in your absence. I will feel the space you filled in my soul. Your not the villain, Alexander. " She never felt his chest rise again. What if Ruin & Rising ended differently? What would happen when the darkling showed up in Rule of Wolves? This is my rewrite where Alina can actually express emotions.