Lyra Nightveil, the last heir of a powerful family, has spent her life carrying the weight of her lineage. When her parents are murdered, she's thrust into the heart of the Night Court, under the guardianship of Cassian and Nesta. But her past haunts her, and the bond she once shared with Nyx, the son of Rhysand and Feyre, is now a bitter rivalry. Forced together to confront an emerging threat, Lyra and Nyx must navigate their tangled history, reconcile their feelings, and face a destiny neither of them ever expected. Can they find trust-and love-amid the shadows of their legacy?

April, Tamlin's daughter, always felt like a problem. Her father always made sure she understood what a flaw she was due to her lack of inherited Spring power. She tried to help as much as she could, going nowadays to the Mortal Lands South of the manor, but she spent a lot of her time confused with scrambled memories and a growing unsettling feeling. Her world changed, though when during a normal sneaky night she met him - Nyx Archeron. The winged male shook her heart and made her doubt of all horrible things about the Night Court she has always believed. Disclaimer: I do now own many of the character in the story. It is a mere tail related to a wish to have a story between Nyx and Tamlin's daughter.

Nyx, the prince of the Night court, is sent to a far away place, to find possible threats, or allies. Meanwhile Princess Kyra Greenbriar is figuring out her place as the next High Queen and her unique powers. What will happen when two worlds unite, and two mirror worlds converge? ACOTAR and The Folk of the Air are owned by Sarah J Maas and Holly Black, these fantastic worlds are of their creation, with a bit of my own twist.

A rowaelin daughter x feysand son fic There may or may not be a plot. Read at your own peril. "For those who smile as they drown and laugh as they fall, for who are we to define tragedy after all?" This shouldn't be possible. Her mother had made sure that it would never happen again. All the gates were closed, not a sliver of opening between the worlds. She shouldn't be here. There was no way she could ever be here. But she was here. Crown Princess Aurora Whitethorn Galathynius was far from home. A being of fire and sea and earth trapped under the stars. And all she ever wants is to get out of here and find her way back to her family. But there is a catch. There always is. She has to pretend. Pretend that she was maddeningly in love with the Prince of Night, the future High Lord of the Night Court, a male with the most peculiar eyes of violet. Who also, coincidentally, happened to be her husband. The Fates truly had a cruel sense of humour. Y'all know where I'm going with this. Just read it. Disclaimer: I do not own tog or acotar. Obviously. All credits go to sjm

A acotar spinoff with a FeyrexRhysand daughter FMC „I try to be everything that's expected of me. The most loyal, brightest, most skilled but... no matter what, I always come up short" „Ayla, you don't try, you are all those things but that was never why I fell in love with you" Obviously don't own any characters other than OCs

⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆ Azriel had been looking for his mate for a long time. And he definitely didn't expect her to be a mortal 16 year-old girl who has suffered more than grown men. And maybe falling through her window wasn't the best first impression he could make but it worked. He found the one he was looking for his whole existence. But with that discovery there comes great patience, as he has to wait until she is of age. Not that he cares. He just wants her to be protected. Cared for. Loved. A feeling she's been deprived of her whole life. ⋆༺𓆩🗡𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩🗡𓆪༻⋆⋆༺𓆩🗡𓆪༻ Evelyn Hart is a mortal 16 year old girl who has gone through a lot. And maybe that is why she is more mature than her own uncle, who prefers the company of liquor to his niece's. But when her savour comes - literally flying, she has the choice to leave everything behind. And freedom never tasted sweeter. ⋆⁺₊⋆ ━━━━⊱༒︎ • ༒︎⊰━━━━ ⋆⁺₊⋆

Five years. One lost love. One impossible reunion. Azriel had spent half a decade in darkness, believing his mate gone forever-until he saw her again, alive and unaware of the bond they once shared. She remembers nothing of him, yet she still calls to his shadows and to his heart. Old bargains and half-remembered promises awaken between them. Every glance, every touch, every whispered word pulls them closer, and the past bleeds into the present. Can love survive forgotten memories? Can a bond broken by time and torment be reclaimed? A story of heartbreak, secrets, and the slow, searing reunion of two souls destined for each other, where every stolen memory burns, and every kiss remembers.

She moved in for a fresh start but found everything she never expected. When her old relationship shatters, three dangerously charming neighbours catch her as she falls, and challenge everything she thought she wanted. They rarely agree so intently on anything, but on one thing they are unanimous: her. It begins with one wild night. Then fear. Then feelings she can't-and won't run from. A love that never asks for less-only more They don't ask her to choose. Why settle for one when she can have them all?

*NSFW* Cassian finds his mate though she's not what he expected. He's forced to make a deal, have her fall in love with him and accept the bond or kneel before her and offer her his head. The Characters belong to Sarah J Maas this is written in tribute to her series Acotar.

My name is Silene, and I am Rhysand's little sister. For 500 years, I have buried and stuffed my feelings down into the depths of my soul. For 500 years, I have smiled and nodded while my heart cracked into a thousand tiny pieces. Why? For 500 years, I watched as my mate fell in love with another woman. When he fell out of love with her, I thought I had a chance. Until Feyre became High Lady. Until her sisters came to live in Velaris. Until Elain Archeron.