[ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐚 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧, 𝐭𝐚𝐦𝐥𝐢𝐧, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐦𝐲 𝐬𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐧𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐨𝐥. 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐮𝐫𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 ] - The Spring Court of Prythian is the most beautiful place that Solys Archeron has ever seen, but a place like this is too good to be true. Especially when it's infested with hell-spawned Fae. None of them can be trusted. None of them deserve to live. When her sister, Feyre, is stolen away by a vengeful beast, Solys sets out after her without hesitation, ash arrows ready, and vengeance now on her own agenda. But when she arrives to a breathtaking land of roses and greenery, and more food and wine than she's ever seen, slowly, her doubts about her sister's captor begin to fade when a beast becomes a kind-hearted man. The time for a planned escape mission is over, because nothing can save Solys and Feyre from the darkness ahead. The torture chambers beneath the Mountain are waiting, and the sadistic Queen of Prythian has become aware of the human intruders imposing on her territory. If Solys and Feyre can't put a stop to her plans and fight their way out, there will be nothing left in Amarantha's wake.

The Angel visited her in the forest every day. It was as if he were dropped from the night sky like a star. Her own Angel. Azriel.

The magic of Prythian is fading, and with it everything that Zaria loves. As daughter of Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, her father's reputation precedes her, but she is determined to save the only home she's ever known. Across the realm, Nyx struggles with the pressure of the legacy he carries as Rhysand's son, the most powerful High Lord of all time, the High Lord of the Night Court. In an unlikely alliance forged from family rivalry and an unwanted mating bond, Nyx and Zaria are Prythian's last hope of existence. Together, they must travel through the seven courts, reconciling their differences to save their home, and their parents. **Inspiration taken from the world created by Sarah J Maas**

˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆.　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　 　　 　　 ~ A Court of Silent Suffering ~ The youngest Archeron daughter, fourteen year old Elara never had loving sisters. She was viewed as a servant and a nuisance, when all she wanted to do was help her family. Her desire to assist her family only grew when Feyre was taken, and Elara wasted no thoughts on herself when she chased after her sister. oc x oc ~slow burn - like really slow.... like not even in this book slow..... maybe book 2~ ~ an acotar fanfiction~ ~ I only own my own characters / story lines, sjm owns the other characters / the world ~ ~The description doesn't exactly cover everything in the book, there will be much more since this will hopefully go from the first book to around a third / maybe fourth if I add something after like one shots or an epilogue~ ˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.　　　　　 . ✦　　　 　˚　　　　 . ★⋆.　　　.   　　˚　　 　　*　　 　　✦　　　.　　.　　　✦　˚ 　　　　 ˚　.˚　　　　✦　　　.　　. 　 ˚　.

Azriel x OC After escaping Amarantha's grips Ariella flee's back to her home, the ocean. In the refuge of the sea Ariella is able to fully heal from the trauma. Her time under the mountain leaves many unanswered questions but slowly she let the waves wash away all of her worries. When Ariella is called to the Night Court to make amends for the past, she finds Azriel sinking down into the depths of the ocean. Azriel is saved by her soft embrace, and soothing song. After their encounter Azriel finds himself dreaming of hearing her voice once more. Slowly whisperings being to stir beneath the waves and together Ariella, and the Night Court must restore the relationship between the merpeople and the fae, before destruction lays between both of their lands.

Dahlia was on the run for two hundred years before her brother killed her and she got sent to Prythian. Lucien finds her in the Mortal Lands and decides that he can't just leave her, so he takes her with him. Little did he know this woman was going to help him get everything he wanted and maybe even things he didn't know he wanted. I ONLY OWN DAHLIA AND HER BACKSTORY. EVERYTHING ELSE BELONGS TO SJM. On hold in till May 12 <3

Eternal: (adj.) Lasting or existing forever; without end or beginning Athanasia never complained about her situation. She never felt like she had the right to. A random event leads her to befriend a small boy. A boy that she believed she would never see again. His situation was heartbreaking, she knew that there are others that are more unfortunate just like him. However, this one encounter changes everything she expected of herself, gave her freedom when the world only wants to swallow her up. --- "Why are you doing this? Why are you befriending me? Though we met five hundred years ago, why do you still bring me into your life? So much can happen in that many years but instead of staying with your friends or finding other things to do, you're with me. Why?" I ask again. Though I don't like being so forward, I can't help it. I'm scared to hurt him. He shifts his gaze to me. His hazel eyes gleam into my blue ones as if he knows something that I don't. "You're right. I had five hundred years, five hundred years to stay with my friends and five hundred years to find other hobbies." He pauses, taking in breath. "But I had five hundred years without you, we only had two weeks together. And those two weeks were the best I've ever had. That's why I want to continue them-with you, Athy." --- Disclaimer: All ACOTAR characters and plot belong to Sarah J. Maas. My characters and scenes are my own work.

Join Melona Vanserra as she makes her way in the aftermath of Amarantha's attack on Prythian. Along the way there will be trials to face, new and old friends at her side as she tries to become a leader for a fallen people when their High Lord abandons them. (During Amarantha's rule Under the Mountain) WARNING: This story will be happening during battles between the Autumn Court and Hyberns armies, so violences and injuries will be present. As well as other topics.

Alora is the High Lady of the Dawn Court, not by marriage but because her brother treated her as an equal. Azriel, the Shadowsinger/Spy Master for the Night Court, was one of her closest friends up until Amarantha's reign. Alora always had a small liking towards Azriel but it subsided the older the two got. Until the first time they've seen each other in over 60 years, Alora feels this pull towards Azriel. The crazy part, Azriel feels it too. They both decide to ignore it which only causes jealousy and tension between them. Will they continue to ignore this pull or give in?

Auroria of House Vanserra has much more in common with Azriel, the Spymaster of the Night Court, than she could have thought - than either of them would care to admit. But when she feels the burn of his flame, she realises that she doesn't want to feel cold ever again. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── OR: The story told through the antagonist's eyes. ─── ･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── slowburn & plot-centric as much as it is an azriel x oc!