nyx archeron x oc nia lost her memories and two big illyrian males found her into the wood, will she remember who she is? where she comes from? this is a SLOW burn

The castle is different after dark. When the torches fade and the portraits sleep, she walks the corridors beside Remus Lupin, Gryffindor prefect, quiet observer, and boy made of secrets. She's sharp-tongued, proud, and far too clever to be taken in by his soft smile. He's kind, careful, and haunted by something he can't control. Night after night, their patrols turn from duty into something more fragile, something dangerous. Because every secret is a burden, and the heaviest ones are never carried alone. In the quiet hours before dawn, they'll both learn what it costs to care for someone who was never meant to be saved. - Marauders era

AN: An A Court of Thorns and Roses Fanfiction. This is the a prologue to ACOTAR. The untold story of Rhysand's sister. Azriel x OC A history regarding the tragedy between the Spring and Night Court.

Feyre, Rhysand, and the Night Court are all helping raise their newest member, Leo, Feyre and Rhysands son. While in the Spring Court Tamlin is also raising his daughter, Azalea. Leo and Azalea have to deal with the pressure of carrying on their parents legacy, but what happens when their paths cross? This is based off of Sarah J Maas' series A Court of Thorns and Roses, most but not all characters were created by her.

*ACOTAR fan-fic Arya didn't think the creatures behind the wall would touch her family. She's watched for years as her population has slowly dwindled. Friends, classmates, and civilians disappearing and never returning. When her sisters, Ella and Reagan, are kidnapped, Arya will stop at nothing to get them back. But her desperately quickly forces her goals to shift from safeguarding her sisters, to keeping herself alive. After a bargain is struck Under the Mountain, the fate of the human realm rests on the shoulders of an eighteen year old.

7 years before the infamous curse breaker freed prythian, a small faeling was born to the fake queen. With black hair and sapphire like eyes if was no question as to the father was, and so the heir to the night court was born. Or In which the fates begin to get bored and decide to interfere more than usual. All rights go to Sarah. J. Mass except for any of my OC's

❝ Sometimes I feel like I have changed into something unrecognizable, but then I see you, and the love I feel tethers me back to this earth ❞ Maiya was walking a fine line. On one side was safety; her brother and mother and love, but the other was calling to her. Its whispers were tempting the girl's darker side, the one she inherited from her father and Maiya did not know how long she could ignore it. But, with talks of war on the horizon and the arrival of one of her brother's friends, Maiya is pulled into a different game, where trust and love are overshadowed by the need for power that festers in everyone. Azriel x oc A COURT OF BLOOD AND DAWN SERIES I Cover by @IvvyKy Imaginebooks ©

It began with a deal between a girl and a boy, with darkness as their witness. The boy and the girl are now no longer, instead replaced by a witch in a world of Gods, and a grave unmarked. Eulalia Fontaine navigates a realm of nobility and savagery, drifting between life and death, as she attempts to discover the truth of her existence.

Eulalia O Fontaine had been plagued with misfortune since the day she was born. Being the first ever Shadow Witch in her long family line of Light Practitioning Mages, her life has always had an abundance of unrest and everything nefarious. Considering her reputation for attracting trouble, it was no surprise when the class golden-boy accidentally involved her in his own troubles with the wicked. Somebody was releasing Hell demons into her school, and of course, she found herself plagued with the problem of stopping them. With the help of her natural enemy, Eulalia finds herself in a race against time. While trying to outsmart fate itself, in order to keep her world safe from dark powers, Eulalia is faced with the realization that her life will never be the same again.

I spent fifty years avoiding my cousin and his family. Sitting here opposite of the most beautiful male I'd ever known, I cursed myself for those years. I could have met Azriel, Shadowsinger of the Night Court, a little sooner. After a lifetime of struggling to survive, Alya Song finds herself being dragged to an execution post and tied up by a War Lord of the Illyrian War Camp, Alhallow. After the weeks they'd spent torturing her, she had no fight left. So she closed her eyes and tried to think of a better place. Her mother had told her stories of a city with music and magic and light, with joy echoing in the streets, day and night. So, with death threatening to strike, she dreamed of the City of Starlight. She didn't expect to actually end up there, amongst her second cousin and his family. She didn't expect to be dragged into their ranks just as a War was brewing. And she certainly didn't expect for them to ask for her help. But then again, Rhysand, Feyre, and the Inner Circle were never the people they pretended to be, so 'unexpected' was a given.