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

╰┈➤ ❝ [Senna Archeron] ❞ (ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ) 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, the eldest sister of four, finds herself fighting for the lives of her loved ones as a fae war on the horizon arises. 𝐚𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜, slow-burn! acotar and onwards, heavy oc lore

Kyana of Cintra is a mistake. An incredibly powerful, dangerous mistake. Plagued by a troubled past, Kyana is the only female Witcher, the giver of death and destruction. Known as cold, sarcastic and sure of what she wanted, Kyana isn't a soul to be messed with. In her stream of work, it's kill or be killed. There's no room for friends or love or feeling of any kind. Everyone has painted her to be one of the same selfish monsters she kills. Everyone knows that, they've seen it. Although that's not what Geralt of Rivia has seen at all. Ranked #1 in The Witcher

He burned for control. She was born of chaos. Together, they'll shatter the laws that broke them-and forge a love fierce enough to change everything. - In a kingdom where magic is law and the powerless are sold like cattle, survival is a coin few can afford. Every season, the poorest are swept from the streets and auctioned off as Familiars - living mana batteries to feed the ambitions of greedy sorcerers. Forgotten. Disposable. Erissa expected pain when she was claimed by Lord Kaelen Carmentis - the coldest sorcerer in the court, and heir to one of the oldest bloodlines in the realm. She didn't expect the bond to awaken something inside her. And she certainly didn't expect that, in the silence between them, she would feel safe. But Familiars aren't meant to be felt. And whatever is growing between them... is breaking every rule. Because she was never meant to survive the system. She was meant to rewrite it - and burn the old world down in the process.

[Completed|UNDER EDITING] 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐇𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐞𝐲 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐬𝐡𝐚𝐥𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐆𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐎𝐫𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐡𝐲𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐝. 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐥𝐬 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐬 1-3 𝐨𝐜 𝐱 𝐤𝐥𝐚𝐮𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐨𝐧 #4 in Klaus Mikaelson #1 in elijah mikaelson #2 in kol mikaelson #1 Hayley marshall #1 in the originals #1 in Phoebe tonkin #1 in Rebekah mikaelson

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.

ACOTAR / RHYSAND X OC FANFIC What if a ruler from another realm stumbled into the Night Court? What if she were as powerful as Rhysand himself? Would they ally, rage war, or fall in love? This is based loosely on the ACOTAR plot line. Major plot lines are mostly followed, but if anything strays please remember this is loosely based! I do not own any of the characters or plots of the original ACOTAR series written by SJM.

Long ago, there was a Kingdom that bloomed with laughter, Eranie, that was now long since burned to ash, there was a small demon princess, who watch the home she loved very much been taken away from her. With war hot onto their heels, she's all they need. Azrielxoc Firstly this was RowanxOc, that's why few first chapters are based on TOG series.

Galadriel was once a spy, deep in the Autumn Court but an act of loyalty to a friend cost her that position. Now forced back into hiding, the Night Court takes charge in keeping her hidden from Beron's search for her head. Loyal to her spymaster, she faces the backlash of what that has cost her in the near two hundred years of lying and the weight of her failure breaks her down bit by bit.

What if Rhysand had a child with Amarantha while he was imprisoned Under the Mountain? (One he never knew about..?) There is desire in the familiar ache of agony. There is a sort of comfort in spilled blood that drip from walls. Cathyrena pressed the magenta lipstick to her Mother's lips. Watching the brush stain pale skin and dress up a monster in angel clothing. Her jewels shimmered and shined with a type of mocking cruelty. There is a moment where she wonders what color Amarantha would bleed if she were to stab her in the eye. That night, the same violet dress Cathyrena matched her lips with laid in the empty bedroom floor. It's star-like gems still intact. The bed covers wrinkled and pillows thrown. Amarantha liked to have Rhysand in the brightest of Night when the Moon was full. She picked up the fabric softly. She had noticed the High Lord of Night scent mixed with her Mother's. Her indigo eyes flickered back to the mattress where he was raped. She wondered if he liked the dress. Cathyrena has all the worst traits of her parents. Darkness and Murder. But, what if she inherited all their best ones too? Its a shame Amarantha doesn't have any.