𝙼𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚜 𝚍𝚎 𝟸𝟶𝟸𝟻 𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚌̧𝚘̃𝚎𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒́𝚗𝚎𝚘 𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚍𝚘 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘́𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚘 𝚐𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚗𝚘, 𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚘 𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙶𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚜 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚊 𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊. 𝙲𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚌̧𝚘𝚞 𝚌𝚘𝚖 𝚙𝚘𝚞𝚌𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚒𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚘 𝚕𝚘𝚌𝚊𝚕, 𝚊𝚝𝚎́ 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚜𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚘𝚞 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎... 𝚚𝚞𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚟𝚊 𝙳𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚟𝚒𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚒𝚜𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚘 𝚎𝚖 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚘 𝚍𝚊𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚕𝚎 "𝚎𝚍𝚒𝚏𝚒́𝚌𝚒𝚘 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚑𝚘" 𝚎 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚋𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚗𝚊̃𝚘 𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚞𝚖 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚖𝚊 𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒́𝚗𝚎𝚘.

.⋆❅⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❆₊⋆. 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.

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...

"I see you. I see it all and I am not afraid." ✯　　•°　°✵　.　*　✦　☆ "I am addicted to you. To your eyes, your smile, your lips, your laugh. There is not one part of you, inside or out, that I do not love and adore. Not one part that isn't always on my mind. You have captured me and I find myself not ever wanting to escape. You are everything I could ever want, everything I could ever dream of needing. I have been lost all of my life, Lyra. Searching, wandering. But by you, I am completed. With you, I am finally home." 　 The High Lord of The Night Court x Original Character Highest Rankings: #1 in rhys #2 in acotar *Currently covers events in acotar through acowar (will continue at least through acofas) *Mature Content - reader discretion advised - *Trigger Warnings - torture- forced drug use - gore - mentions of rape - forced public nudity - panic attacks - trauma - mentions of suicide / suicidal thoughts

James Potter thought he was destined to fall for Lily Evans-until Eve Brooks came crashing into his life, quite literally. When a rogue bludger knocks the shy Ravenclaw off her broom, James catches her and finds himself captivated by the mystery behind her emerald green eyes. For the first time, he feels something more than infatuation, something deeper than the rivalry with Lily. Eve, however, isn't easily charmed by James's usual cocky demeanour. But James Potter has never been one to back down from a challenge. ⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ "I'm going to make Eve Brooks fall in love with me." "Goodluck with that mate, she's like a ghost, that one." ⋅⋅•⋅⊰∙∘☽༓☾∘∙⊱⋅•⋅ ©Disclaimer: I do not own, in any way, any part of the Harry Potter franchise. This belongs J.K. Rowling, Warner Bros and respective producers. I only own my created characters that have not been originally stated within this franchise.

The Greeks were very lenient in their ways. The only line they knew must not ever be crossed was to clash with the Gods, who are prideful in every way known to man. The tale of Queen Niobe should've been adequate proof of that. But the Gods also crave love, and they share man's desire to own beautiful things. That is probably why Melantriche found herself in her current predicament.

[CHORUS] you are a woman, marked for sorrow pjo / phoebus apollo [apocalypse] @RHIANNVN

"𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐔𝐏," 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃; 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒. 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 the youngest archeron was born with her soul bathed in starlight. 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 series

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐓 ❛ you said i killed you-haunt me, then! [...] be with me always-take any form-drive me mad! only do not leave me in this abyss, where i cannot find you! ❜ 𝒓𝒉𝒚𝒔𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄, acotar pre a court of thorns and roses violentbluess, 2026

❝ I've been tangled in your waves the day I laid my eyes on you. ❞ ⋆˙⊹⋆｡⋆༶⋆˙⊹ What happens if the people pleasing daughter of Ares meets the mischievous rule-breaking son of Poseidon? Sparks fly-literally and metaphorically. Between fighting monsters, clashing with gods, and occasionally teaming up to not kill each other, they'll need to navigate both mythical mayhem and their growing, inexplicable attraction. (this book is currently going under revision)