There is a Pool of Starlight in the Spring Court. A piece of the Night Court that has no business being in the land of Eternal Spring. So how did it came to be? Or: How the Spymaster of the Night Court starts hearing a voice, realises that no, he is not insane after all, frees a princess, kills a High Lord... and finds his mate all at the same time.

** All rights to characters and plotline belong to Sarah J Maas, this is completely a fanfiction and I take no credit for the characters and places that Sarah J Maas has created** Born with wings that should not exist, Evanora (ev-uh-NOR-uh) has spent her life hiding in the shadows of Illyria. Concealed by her mother's desperate invention - a dark paste to mask the white leather of her birth - she learned early that survival meant silence, invisibility, and secrets. But when grief, fear, and fury spark a forbidden light within her, Evanora's secret can no longer remain buried. Hunted by her own people, she finds herself swept into the heart of the Night Court, where power, danger, and beauty are entwined. There she meets the Shadowsinger - unreadable, relentless, a warrior who sees too much. Tasked with training her, he becomes both her harshest trial and her most unexpected tether. Yet as whispers of war rise across Prythian, and the Autumn Court stirs schemes that could burn the realm to ash, Evanora must confront what she is, what she fears, and the truth of the bloodline her mother died to protect. In a court of fire and darkness, of love and betrayal, light may be her greatest weapon. Or her doom. [Also on AO3 under stvrlightt_cerys]

Sylara Archeron has always been the steady hand and the quiet heart of her family. Fiercely loyal and deeply caring, she's learned to live in the spaces between her sisters' brighter flames - holding steady when they needed her and stepping back when the spotlight wasn't hers to claim. In the Rainbow of Velaris, she's carved out a modest, solitary life as a potter, shaping beauty from clay while keeping her own emotions carefully guarded. But when her long-term relationship quietly unravels and her building is abruptly closed for repairs, the small, fragile sense of stability she's built begins to crack. Newly single, displaced from her home, and determined not to "bother" her sisters, Sylara reluctantly agrees to move into the city townhouse of Azriel, the Night Court's enigmatic spymaster - a male she has always been quietly drawn to, and who has, for years, felt an inexplicable pull toward her in return. Azriel offers his home out of practicality and a steady, wordless protectiveness, but sharing space peels back the distance he's kept between them. As days turn into weeks and their lives begin to overlap - shared kitchens, late-night conversations, and the soft, unguarded moments in between - the quiet thread that's always bound them starts to feel less like chance and more like something neither of them can ignore. In the Court of Clay and Shadows, where even the steadiest hearts can fracture, Sylara must decide whether she will simply survive the changes in her life - or risk building something new and real from the pieces left behind. I hope you all enjoy this labor of love!! Upload Schedule: Every Tuesday and Friday Reminder: The world of ACOTAR and it's character's belong to Sarah J. Maas. All I own in this story are my original characters, plot, and anything not in the original series.

𝐄𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐩𝐡𝐨𝐛𝐢𝐚: 𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬. She saw herself as one could view the moon. Isolated from everyone, alone in the dark. A source of light for others and never herself. But he showed her the moon could be so much more. ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── When another war lingers nearby, the seven Courts are depraved of soldiers from the previous war. One day, the Shadowsinger of Night Court discovers something-or rather someone. He finds an Old God sleeping. He must awake her and together, they'll have to fight in the upcoming war. Is she enough to save Prythian? Awakening her comes with a risk. She could be ruthless and dangerous. But when he awakens her, he finds himself in a situation he would've never imagined. What happens after the war when he realizes her loves her? Is it too late? ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── She was alone and trapped. He was fragile and found her. She loved him and he saved her. But really in the end, it was she who saved him. An Azriel fan-fiction. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas except for Orpheus and Florence.

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

Azriel, Spymaster of the Night Court of Prythian, was lonely. The long days, the missions... But what happens when he finally finds his mate, only to realize she is the daughter of an enemy long dead... Amara is living a new life in Velaris, desperate to hide who she used to be, who her mother is. When Azriel comes into her life, everything changes, and the both of them have to learn who they are, and fast, because something is coming for the both of them... I DO NOT OWN THE CHARACTERS; THE ONLY ONE I MADE UP WAS AMARA. THE REST WERE CREATED BY SARAH J MAAS, AS WAS THE SETTING.

What determines the worth of a man? Was it the strength his peers saw in him? Or The many failures that plagued his mind? In the Arthurian legend, the Knights of the Round Table are remembered for their strength and bravery in the face of conflict. Led by Arthur the King of Knights, they were an example for aspiring men. But, many often remmeber these great knights for the tragedy that was their legend. Betrayal, infidelity, rebellion, their virtues were matched, and often times overshadowed by their sin. They each were known for their strength and title. Holding a nearly undying devotion to king Arthur, there was one who's faith in the king was continuously tested as the great kingdom reached its end. Yet, this man had been there from the very beginning. The Wolf Knight, Sir Artorias. His legend is one of mystery. The little that remains of his story leaving many stunted, wondering about the man who led the unit known as the "Dogs of War". Yet before you, I present the story of this man. Will you be so kind as to listen? Or, shall you turn this legend away?

*seize the night* Like father, like son people say. Especially when Nyx, the son of a certain High Lord, suddenly lays eyes on a mortal girl. The young female makes the arrogant and smug walls of the High Lord's heir tumble instantaneously. She sweeps him off his feet and the landing is harsh. Difficulties come sweeping in when Nyx slowly figures out the big secret she carries around with her. Do they manage to find a way to each other or will they end up going separate ways? Nyx Archeron x OC STARTED: August 10th, 2022 COMPLETED: March 20th, 2023

This is a crossover between 2 existing books series, I recommend reading both the Throne of Glass series and the a Court of Thorns and Roses series (up until ACOWAR) entirely before reading this! *** Completed, unedited, 37k words *** Three years after the war, Orynth is finally nearly rebuilt and Aelin is living a hectic but happy life as the Queen of Terrasen and the Faerie Queen of the West. That all is ripped away from her when a portal appears and drops her in a warring world. Aelin has to choose between hiding or going to war again, as she tries to find her way home. Will she make some new friends? Or more enemies? Will she find the way back home? *** After KOA & during ACOWAR Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or worlds, they're all Sarah J. Maas's.

On Sunday: Rose Granger-Weasley was the same girl she had always been - the intellectual who had managed through luck and pure stubbornness to avoid losing her innocence. Scorpius Malfoy was the same boy he had always been - the loner who had spent his life chasing the one girl who didn't want him. On Monday: They both woke up with the realization that nothing was ever going to be the same. "The full weight of my predicament hit me suddenly, and I collapsed onto my bed in tears - dreading the moment when I would have to face Scorpius Malfoy." [THIS STORY IS UNDERGOING EDITING AND EXPANSION. YOU MAY NOTICE MINOR INCONSISTENCIES BETWEEN THE UPDATED CHAPTERS AND THOSE WHICH I HAVE NOT REWRITTEN YET] Highest ranking: #1 in scorose