Disclaimer: I do not own ACOTAR characters or the world. This is my own work created within Sarah J Maas already created world. This is set after Silver Flames, but will not touch on any events that have happened after. This story has 5 parts: Part 1: Before Ikarad, the second son to Feyre and Rhysand of the Night Court. Mated to Etera, the Shifter. Both of them are loyal to their court and their family. Both of them dream of a future that feels so impossible and far away, that when it is within grasp, it scares them more. Part 2: During Freya, daughter to Tamlin. Her life is limited to a circle of white stone. Her hair itches, and her dreams are filled with mountains and wings. Betrothed to a male decades older, a marriage everyone around her prepares her for. Part 3: Present Freya has known pain for a long time now and Orion is tasked to look after her. Orion, the outlier, the one that doesn't truly fit in. Freya's identity is questioned, all that she knows about the world starts to break apart. Leaving her to lean on Orion in more ways than one. Part 4: After Amaya, Youngest daughter to Rhysand and Feyre of the Night Court, tries to find her place in the Night Court. Her powers are greater than her brothers and her father. Her head is held high. Things still need to be clarified, still need to be revealed. Part 5: Beyond Etera needs to face what she has tried to hide from. Amaya needs to face her feelings. Orion needs to face his desires. Years of avoidance come to an end. Death returns one more time. And maybe this is not an end, but a beginning. Cover art by me.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐊𝐄 | ❝I want to see you. As you are now. Every single day. That I am living.❞ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── When it rains look for rainbows. When it's dark look for stars. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── You're a sky full of stars. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── You smile at the stars like they know all of your secrets. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 a young female who hides her storm within. No matter the pain. No matter the hurt. She finds herself letting the storm rage on within. But once she meets a male who happens to be her mate it all changes for her. It seems he teaches her to let go. Teaches her to let the lightning strike. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── I was the rain before I was the storm. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── They whispered to her. You can not withstand the storm, and she whispered back I am the storm. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── I am not the calm before the storm. I am both the calm and the storm. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ───𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒─── 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐅 - 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑 ↝☆★↜ 𝘍𝘌𝘔𝘈𝘓𝘌!𝘖𝘊 𝘟 𝘙𝘏𝘠𝘚𝘈𝘕𝘋 ↝★☆↜

❝ how did you find us? ❞ ❝ i dont... know. ❞ * 　　 · . 　 　　✺ 　　 ✧　. 　✵ * 　　* 　　 · . 　 　　✵ * 　　　　 ✫ * 　 . 　　· ⊹ 　 ✺ . 　 ✧　　　 ✦ ✫ 　 . ✫ * . 　　　　　 　 　　 · 　 ⊹ 　 ✺ . 　　　 ✧　.　 ✦ ✫ 　 . . [ tog x acotar ] [ f!oc x rhysand ] [ ungodIy- (2023) ] [ completed 12-16-24 ]

Hell was where she burned, where she cried, begged and pleaded. Azriel was her only way. Nimou, Princess of the Kingdom of Sea is trapped in a storm of nightmares and pain that threatens to come alight with each step forward. Azriel, her saviour will do anything to lesson the pain of her journey.

"Before the sun sets on the winter solstice you must find this Illyrian, carve out his very essence Under the Mountain where it all began." ---- Althea was the daughter of the Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, famed for his bitterness. She had spent her life training and trying to prove herself, that she could rise to be the first High Lady in the history of their home and finally destroy the ancient patriarchy of her Court for good. But that was not her only challenge now. Not since her father was infected by a mysterious new sickness in Prythian, a seemingly incurable curse that weakened him day by day. But after catching a Suriel she didn't expect to find that the path to save the only family she had left lied in that dreaded place of nightmares - the Night Court. A place in which she would now have to become an assassin in order to get the cure. To slay a warrior for his blood, one trained by the strongest Illyrians in existence. To kill an heir, to kill Nyx, son of her father's greatest enemies. The choice for who lives and dies lies in Thea's hands and the balance of the futures of two courts of Prythian. She will be forced to challenge her morals, embark on a dangerous journey and may even end up questioning all she had ever been taught by her own father about the Night Court and the people in it ... But between spring and night, her only family and an Illyrian - the choice should surely to be easy. Surely --- This is a fanfiction based years after the events of the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas ❖ Cover graphic by -DeelsDead- ❖

It was a known fact: the veil between the worlds was getting thinner and thinner, so the possibility of a crash was already a certainty. The rumors started a long time ago, but no one did anything to stop it. Fortunately, time passed, we went through wars and race exterminations, but the Faerie Realms and the Mortal Lands remained almost the same, some richer and some poorer. Nobody was talking about the fallen, until now, when the fates started working their old, wicked magic and gave us an early Summer Soltice gift: an unprepared girl who was sent tumbling from the sky. Tumultuous and dangerous, Bitter and heartbreaking. This is the story of the Evening Star. About the young woman who holds the Sun as her weapon, And the Moon as an ornament. About the Cursed Crown, who chooses its own master And about the man in the shadows, irreversibly bound to her, by the tongue of death. And, after all, about us, the nothingness who catches a goal. I am the Bloody Blade, former leader of the first legion, last of my kind, banished and tormented by dark memories and here is the beginning of our story.

Dahlia is a survivor. She has fought for her life on more than one occasion, been close to dying even more than that. But when a ferocious beast knocks down her door in search of her, she soon finds out what it truly means to survive. Her sister Feyre made the ultimate sacrifice-her life for Dahlia's, and Dahlia isn't about to let that sacrifice go to waste. Dumped in a new world of wealth, faeries, magic and danger around every turn, Dahlia has to navigate not only this new world, but her quickly changing life as well. Heartache, loss, remorse, and pain are common emotions in Dahlia's life-but the one thing she can never seem to prepare herself for is love. (Set in A court of Thorns and Roses, but main story line is in A Court of Winds and Ruin).

"Now that I know you exist, how could I not love you" Azriel, Brother of Rhysand, and Cassian, Spymaster of the night court. He yearned for a mate all his five hundred years, jealous of his brothers for finally having their mates, a man imprisoned by his own demons and shadows, loneliness was all he ever knew yet that all changed when a voice penetrated all their heads. Zaria, Daughter of the Sun and member of the infamous Cadre, lived most of her life in darkness and pain, starved and beaten, she never knew the feeling of peace, she had to struggle and fight to stay alive, imprisoned by the one she loves in a faraway land, legend told of her beauty and strength but all of Prythian believed her dead, until one day when the voices started pleading for anyone in sight. (This book is set after 'A Court of Silver Flames') (Azriel x Original Character) (All characters are Sarah J. Maas except Zaria) (TOGxACOTAR crossover)

𝐀 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐒𝐇 ❛ how cruel, your veins are full of ice-water and mine are boiling ❜ 𝒂𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝒙 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄, acotar a court of wings and ruin -venicebitch, 2024

Arriving unannounced in Velaris, she finds herself unwelcome, particularly upon the revelation of her true nature. Yet, her arrival serves a purpose, and she remains undaunted. Her eyes are set on the spy master, aware that he plays a crucial role in the future, intertwined with the vision for which the Suriel sacrificed everything. Author's note: I wrote this fanfiction for two reasons. I found the shadowsinger fascinating and for a men to love a women for 500 years, I believed he had deserved a strong FMC, who would do anything for him. Secondly, my feminist spirit was ignited after reading numerous fantasy novels and realizing the lack of female characters who truly understood their own worth and power. I yearned to read about a woman like that, to witness her presence within the pages of a book. I firmly believe that women possess immense strength and capability, and embracing these qualities is something that can make us truly lovable. I wanted to challenge the traditional gender roles often seen in fantasy literature and showcase a female protagonist who was not only strong and independent, but also vulnerable and complex. I wanted to explore themes of love, sacrifice, and self-discovery through the lens of a powerful female character who defied societal expectations. Through my fanfiction, I aimed to create a story that celebrated the strength and resilience of women, while also highlighting the importance of self-love and empowerment. I wanted to inspire readers to embrace their own inner strength and recognize the value of their own voices. Ultimately, my fanfiction was a labor of love, a tribute to the power and beauty of women, and a testament to the idea that we are all capable of greatness, no matter our gender. I hope that my story resonates with readers and encourages them to embrace their own strength and worth, just as my main character does. Azriel deserves a goddess ❤️