Living in a little picturesque town by the beach, Lena's life seemed perfect. If it weren't for her traditional parents who tried to decide her future, she would daydream underneath the big willow tree in her garden, crochet in her squeaking hammock or bake chocolate chip cookies just for herself. Everything changed this summer break when mysterious things occurred and a strangely dressed, white bearded man invited her to talk. A cozy Harry Potter reads ☾ #1 in fredweasley #1 in georgeweasley #1 in harrypotter #1 in fanfiction #1 in weasleytwins #1 in weasley #1 in muggle #1 in fredandgeorge #1 in ronweasley #1 in remuslupin #1 in enemiestolovers #1 in slowburn #1 in hermione #1 in ronweasley #1 in wolfstar #1 in twins #2 in hogwarts #2 in marauders #2 in gryffindor

⤷ in which her sister suddenly gets taken to prythian, and everything in her life changes. （ acotar - ? ） （ slow burn!azriel × female ） （ status: ongoing ） ©venusflimss

"You look happy." Mara whispered, her voice scratchy from sleep. "So do you." Feyre whispered back. Mara searched her friend's face, thumb absentmindedly stroking Feyre's knuckles. "You deserve happiness, Feyre, so much happiness..." her voice trailed off towards the end. Feyre was not hers...and now she never would be. - This fanfic will be for all the books and they will all be published in here so you don't have to add multiple 'books' to your library. RysandxFeyrexOC. Will not be a love triangle(well it will be for a little while) but a loving triad. - Warnings for: everything already talked about in ACOTAR series as well as my OC abusive parent(only seen in brief flashbacks but she deals with the after affects), Amarantha takes a liking to my OC and certain things ensue...as well as torture. chapter 26 and 28 are the worst of it, you may skip those and it will not effect the story...I got carried away but I wanted to keep it in. Nothing explicit or detailed, only allusion to what happened or will happen.

They called her the Mad One long before she ever broke. Born into the Night Court with the mark of the Cauldron glowing faintly over her heart, Nerai was never meant to survive. Her father's cruelty forged her power; his torment made her silence infamous. By five, she could command air with a glance. By six, she'd accidentally killed ten courtiers who mocked her mother. By ten, her name was spoken only in whispers - a warning to children of what happened when gods answered too loudly. But Nerai was not mad. She was merely awake. And when war came for her family, it was not death that claimed her - it was the Cauldron itself. Drawn into its depths, her body vanished, her memories stripped away. The Night Court mourned a daughter lost to legend. Centuries later, Prythian trembles. Magic fractures, and silence spreads like a sickness across the courts. The whispers begin again: the Mad One walks. A woman with white hair and silver eyes emerges from the ruins of a forgotten temple - calm, otherworldly, powerful enough to unmake reality with a thought. She does not remember who she was. But the Cauldron does. When Rhysand sends Azriel to trace the strange magic devouring the land, he finds what no one believed possible - the High Lord's sister, alive, unaging, and changed into something beyond mortal or fae. And as the world begins to unravel, one truth becomes clear: the Mad One has returned, and this time, even silence may not save them.

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.

❝I'm such an idiot, Mari. I wasted so much time pretending to hate you when I could have loved you instead.❞ ~~~~ Neteyam and Marali grew up together as best friends. They had been inseparable until the fateful day came when they would have to train. The day training for the two teens began, was the day everything changed. Soon, it seemed that Neteyam didn't have any time for the girl, and when Lo'ak was added into the mix, jealousy spawned from the oldest Sully boy. Started: May 9th, 2023 Ended: June 14th, 2023 Final Word Count: 121,064 Status - In Process of Editing *SLOWBURN WARNING* **AMAZING COVER MADE BY @Lele_poupou !! GO GIVE HER A FOLLOW! I WILL DO A BOOK TWO WHEN AVATAR THREE COMES OUT

Aha'ri had a sheltered childhood. Her parents were scarred from the war with the sky people, and intended to protect their children from the world. When the sky people returned, her parents were killed trying to flee, leaving Aha'ri and her little sister Lurei orphaned by the war. Due to her being sheltered, she had no survival skills to her name and no one would help her, until an unlikely ally came along. Aha'ri is best friends with Kiri, and considers her to be the closest thing she has to family after her parents died. Aha'ri had envied the Sully family, they had everything she wanted, a big happy family. She envied Neteyam most of all, the mighty warrior who was good at everything. Will she resist his advances? Or will she slowly fall for him? Enemy-to-lovers/ slow burn Mature scenes and mild smut

In a world surrounded by evil and shadows, a young healer's defiance becomes legend. When Vaela Thorne is dragged to the Mountain, a place of nightmares ruled by a monster in silk and blood; her fate seems sealed. Scarred, silenced, and stripped of everything but the fire in her veins, she refuses to kneel for a self-proclaimed 'High Queen'. But night watched her from the throne's edge: Rhysand, feared High Lord of the Night Court, whose cruelty is matched only by the secrets behind his eyes. The High Lord recognizes her as the ghost of a female he would dream of; he then takes her as his 'pet', where Vaela and Rhysand are forced into a deadly dance of masks and a bargain, where every lie hides longing, and every touch is edged with danger. When they shattered the chains from Amarantha, and Rhysand calls upon their bargain, he takes Vaela to his Court. Where they both fought to know and find freedom once more. But Prythian was never truly free: an ancient evil darkness stirs in the forgotten corners of the world. Not of this realm, hungering for destruction, it's gaze fixed upon Vaela and the secret she carries deep in her soul. Now the fate of courts and hearts hangs in the balance. And as love blooms in the heart of night and war shadows the horizon, Vaela must reckon with who and what she truly is. ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ Ranking history: #1 in acourtofthornsandroses #1 in rhysand #1 in cassian #1 in romantasy #1 in throneofglass #1 in elf #1 in azriel #1 in tog ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ . 　⁺ 　 . ✦ •Rhysand x Main OC and eventually later on through the story: Azriel x OC and Cassian x OC. •This story will have a different story plot than the original. •Story is 18+ only. •Peep my patreon for 'Fated' content and spicy art ;) •DISCLAIMER: All rights of the ACOTAR universe belong to Sarah J Maas except for my OC's.

"𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚖𝚜, 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚒𝚎. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚒𝚐𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛." "𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚕𝚜 𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚝 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝙼𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚎 𝙼𝚊𝚎." ~ Mildred Mae Elliot was a young girl from Brooklyn, NY when the war effort called her name, putting her on the frontlines to nurse the wounded soldiers back to health. She left behind friends, family, and the love of her life in order to do her part for the greater good. But after being captured and taken as a prisoner of war, the world forgot her name, and nobody acknowledged the missing nurse ever again... That is, until Steve Rogers stumbled upon an abandoned Hydra base, seventy years later, and was met with a shocking discovery. Secrets are revealed and memories resurface as the age-old lovers are thrust back to one another, making them question everything they thought they once knew of each other. - ⚠︎ ︎Rated mature for coarse language, smut, and adult themes. ⚠︎︎ - Ranks: #1 in preserumsteve (12/12/21) #1 in postserumsteve (15/1/22) #1 in wartime (6/2/2022) #1 in worldwar2 (7/6/22) #1 in marvelfanfiction (16/7/22) #2 in theavengers (16/12/22) #2 in WW2 (7/1/22) #2 in steverogersxoc (28/11/21) #2 in 1940s (20/5/22) #3 in wwii (28/7/22) #7 in steverogers (10/2/2022) #15 in buckybarnes (14/11/2022) WORD COUNT (EXCLUDING AUTHORS NOTES): 190,317 © 2021, Lonah Lennox

✧˚ · . 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐃┃ she's a pretty little thing, isn't she? that pretty little thing, could shatter your skull with her voice, if she tries hard enough... © RHAENYRAS_ANGEL MARVEL CINEMATIC UNIVERSE STEVE ROGERS X FEM!OC COVER © -KYMOPOLEIIA