"In the night I hear them talk, coldest story ever told." "Ivan wasn't the Generals first heartrender, no one knows what happened to Mashka. It's like she disappeared into the shadows and took his heart with her." shadow and bone season 1 the darkling x OC

White and black, light and dark, ying and yang. The concept of perfect balance in two opposites created to fit perfectly together. That's not how real life works at all, though. Alina Starkov may have been the sun summoner: young, inexperienced, naive to a fault, idealistic, fierce, stubborn, loyal, a powerful woman and so very different and similar to the black General... Still, she lacked some fundamental qualities of character to even try balancing the Generals broken pieces and understand that their serrated edges were not to be pieced together in a mockery of what is long lost, nor dulled into harmlessness, nor fought with holy fire. Alina could have shone her light through the shards of his being and created prisms of light, but priorities of hers were glaringly different. I don't believe that a mistake of Alina Starkovs was what enabled my connection to him- it wasn't a mistake, it was a fundamentally unfitting personality to the needs of his soul. A soul that was starved of freedom and acceptance and companionship. A mind that sought an equal in understanding and intellectuality. If Alina couldn't shine her light through his broken glass soul then I would rearrange his shards myself to catch what the moon spared in Aleksanders starless night, matter not the threat of splinters and cuts. There were just three conditions I had: His faith, his respect and his protection. This is a fanfiction of the Grishaverse (Leigh Bardugos work, not mine) Ps: The rating for shadowandbones 14.05.2023 is 69. I'm taking that as a compliment.

🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙--- ⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙 "When i first met you i thought you were cruel." "I am" "Not to me" 🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️🌙⭐️ "I'd rather have you hating me than not have you at all." "How is it possible that it feels like you are breaking my heart, and i haven't even had yours yet?" "Sometimes, as much as we want something, we aren't meant to have it." "And Maybe in the end, I was meant to be alone" 🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙--- ⭐---🌙---⭐---🌙

"Crowns topple easily. Thrones crumble like dust. Hearts cease to beat. Thorns draw blood." In a country torn into two, there should have been no room for mistakes. Especially not at the very core of the royal family. That was what she was. Yes, a Lantsov but a witch. Bloodletter. Grisha. In the darkness he longs for the country that had been his home for a great many years. A country that had branded him a heretic, a monster driven by greed, a traitor. Even in hiding, he yearns and yearns. For what, he did not know. But he soon will. A stain of red in an otherwise pristine white cloth. Either cut it out or cut yourself. ▪︎•▪︎•▪︎• The events of this book take place generations prior to Shadow and Bone. A few generations after the Fold was created. (Based on the books from the Grishaverse)

Blood is thicker than water. For some, this is a truth that can never be overcome. Yet nothing is infallible when burdened by unimaginable hardship. Her whole life Svetlana Starkov has only had one desire: protect her twin sister Alina. Similar in many ways, they have always shared everything. Yet, Svetlana has one secret that she hides even from herself. A power has buzzed through her veins since the moment she first learned that the lights in the sky were called stars. In order to make Alina happy, Svetlana has ignored the spark for years. However, when their regiment is attacked while traveling through the Fold she is forced to release the power within. Golden rays of the sun and silver-blue starlight come to their aid. The people of Ravka have waited for ages for the Sun Summoner but no one knows what to make of Svetlana's unique abilities. However, she herself is more concerned about protecting her sister and fighting the connection she feels to the man who changed everything. Svetlana has always lived by the saying that blood is thicker than water, nothing has made her waiver and nothing ever will. Or will it? [OC- Svetlana Starkov/The Darkling]