They called her the Mad One long before she ever broke. Born into the Night Court with the mark of the Cauldron glowing faintly over her heart, Nerai was never meant to survive. Her father's cruelty forged her power; his torment made her silence infamous. By five, she could command air with a glance. By six, she'd accidentally killed ten courtiers who mocked her mother. By ten, her name was spoken only in whispers - a warning to children of what happened when gods answered too loudly. But Nerai was not mad. She was merely awake. And when war came for her family, it was not death that claimed her - it was the Cauldron itself. Drawn into its depths, her body vanished, her memories stripped away. The Night Court mourned a daughter lost to legend. Centuries later, Prythian trembles. Magic fractures, and silence spreads like a sickness across the courts. The whispers begin again: the Mad One walks. A woman with white hair and silver eyes emerges from the ruins of a forgotten temple - calm, otherworldly, powerful enough to unmake reality with a thought. She does not remember who she was. But the Cauldron does. When Rhysand sends Azriel to trace the strange magic devouring the land, he finds what no one believed possible - the High Lord's sister, alive, unaging, and changed into something beyond mortal or fae. And as the world begins to unravel, one truth becomes clear: the Mad One has returned, and this time, even silence may not save them.

.⋆❅⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❆₊⋆. 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.

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 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂 𝐒𝐄𝐓 𝟐𝟓 𝐘𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐒𝐅** "If it was not for healers, Meira, most of us would be dead. Take that as you will." Devlon's hard gaze meets mine, "But remember, girl, that Illyrians will not be forgiving. Or pleasant. There are other posts and positions, are you sure you want to be a healer?" "Yes." I answer honestly. Because I can't risk anything else. ---- Meira is a healer at Windhaven, and after being found in mysterious circumstances, she's set on trying to keep a low profile. She remembers nothing before they found her, and now she's content being Devlon's ward and a successful healer among the females and males alike. She's treasured by Devlon like the daughter he never had, and protects her with everything he has. She's always known she was different, and then she does something nobody had ever seen before... That's when she catches the Inner Circle's attention, after saving one of their own. And two of them especially... --- 𝐓𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐬 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐚𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐧𝐨𝐰--- **𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐔𝐍𝐈𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐇 𝐉 𝐌𝐀𝐀𝐒 𝐀𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐌𝐘 𝐎𝐂𝐬** #1 acotar 24/11/24 #1 nestaarcheron 28/12/23 #1 acosf 5/01/24 #1 Koschei 11/01/24 #1 acourtsilverflames 13/01/24 #1 shadowsinger 21/01/24 #1 Illyrian 31/01/24 #1 acowar 24/02/24 #1 feyrearcheron 02/03/24 #1 acourtofthornsandroses 02/03/23 #1 rhysand 22/03/24 #1 sarahjmaas 29/05/24

One year ago, Prythian suffered an attack at the hands of the necromancer, Melantha. She was ultimately defeated, but the marks of her terrible influence still remain in the memories and on the bodies of her victims. Wynter, Heir to the Winter Court, bears many of those marks. Unable to live with himself after what happened on the island Inmortui, Wynter chose to go into seclusion and face his lingering trauma alone. Regardless of his attempts to isolate himself, there are those who refuse to abandon him, no matter how badly he wishes they would. Elodie Rohese has carried a fondness towards Wynter since she first met him, just before he was kidnapped by Melantha. She refuses to leave him alone in his isolation, and instead, visits his home frequently, even though he never admits her. Despite her uncle's wrath and prejudices, Elodie continues to reach out to Wynter. When circumstances finally drive Wynter to answer her, they are both swept into a storm of unresolved trauma and unacknowledged romance. Together, they can weather the storm, but apart, it will only break them. Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story follows the storyline laid out in my previous fanfictions. It may not fall in line with the actual storyline once the ACOTAR series is continued, and will NOT be updated to match it. Warning: This book contains themes that may trigger some. There will be chapters dealing with sexual content, rape, abuse, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed October 29, 2021 My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

Life in the Night Court is difficult for Lysander Marzena between juggling his official duties and personal affairs. As a high-ranking Illyrian warrior and a member of Rhysand's Inner Circle, Lysander takes his responsibilities very seriously. Sometimes too seriously. His family often has to remind him to take a break and focus on himself for a change. What they don't know is that he purposefully neglects doing so. If he did, he would be alone with his thoughts and forced to face many truths he's been trying to avoid. But unbeknownst to Lysander, a problem has arisen in the Winter Court, and from it, something will come to bring an end to life as he knows it. Or rather, someone. Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story takes place several years after A Court of Silver Flames and follows the storyline I have set out in my previous fanfictions. This fanfiction may not fall in line with the actual storyline once the ACOTAR series is continued, and it will NOT be updated to match it. This book is set 21 years after A Court of Snow and Storms. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with sexual content, abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio Completed April 17, 2023

𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒐𝒕𝒂𝒓/𝒕𝒐𝒈 𝒇𝒂𝒏𝒇𝒊𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒐𝒏 *after EOS and ACOMAF Fenrys can't watch it anymore... he can't watch his queen in everything but oath be tortured only because she was too selfless for her own good. He needed to protect her. He needed to save the heir of ash and fire.. read to find out what happens next... sorry very bad at summaries Plzz like!! Constructive criticism is more than welcome. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas. Finished on 8/3/2021 Warning: Language Rankings #1 in Aelin (27/2/2021) #3 in Feyre (20/2/2021)

Tw: this book will deal with triggering topics. If you are easily triggered this is not the story for you, thank you. (Book three in the Starlight series) ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Danika Archeron was a damn god. No longer would she be broken, no longer would she be reduced to what her keepers made her. She would be their ruin. Their damnation. Danika Archeron would bring the world to its knees. ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Acotar fanfic- I have multiple OC's with various characters <33 OC x Rhysand High Lord of the Night Court OC x Azriel OC x Lucien Vanserra This book will cover the events of A Court of Mist and Fury ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── DISCLAIMER: All rights to characters go to Sarah J. Maas aside from my OC's lastly, my tiktok acc is @urwritergurl_wp ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Started: January 17, 2023 Ended: ?

A COURT OF WICKED AND UPRISING - CASSIAN ( The General) ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> Regan Hyun • carries the many decades of her life on her back, losses of her friends, the heavy weight from her last name. ¤ "We meet again old friend" Her sharp voice says her hard eyes never leaving her form "Sure we do old thing" I purred back never swaying from the sharp silver following my every move Knowing of the other forms all over the room following my movements, a group of fae, but not only fae something more. And not a group, a family. Knowing they would do anything for each other my body almost stiffed. Jealousy takes over a part of me knowing my family no longer is at my side. "Take a seat we have a lot of catching up to do, time is precious " She says impatiently I smirk a bit "You are starting to get grumpier, maybe it's the age catching up" Someone lets out a chuckle in the background so deep it rocks my core. But my face is still on the same small figure, her eyes slowly showing amusement, as her red lips grow to a smile. "I almost missed you" ¤ ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><> (CASSIAN X FEM!OC) (FROM THE SARAH J. MAAS A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES UNIVERSE) (PICTURES BELONG TO PINTEREST) (ONGOING - act 1 will be edited during the time act 2 is written.) ______________________________________ <><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><><>

{CASSIAN×OC} In a dark abyss somewhere a soul is struggling to breathe,thrashing to hold on, fighting with the darkness eating away her life presence. she tries to fight, tries to resist the pull she's feeling absorbing her towards the darkness. It drags her in it. As her body gets consumed by the darkness she feels nothing, accepting her end. It's been a year since the war ended. Everyone's trying to go on with their life restoring the peace. cassian has done everything he could to help Nesta and now he is done. He is done with Nesta hurting him and hurting his family whom he loves and would die for. He thinks maybe love isn't in his fate. He doesn't deserve to have a happy love life like feyre and Rhys. It all feels wrong. He doesn't know anymore what he feels about Nesta. ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING : Graphic Violence