Quinn is a werewolf living in the Diamond Crescent pack. Being the head pack warrior's daughter, she is physically and mentally strong and will fight anyone or anything that gets in the way of her goals. The last thing she needs right now is a mate but the annual mating ball is coming up and this year she's of age to attend. Will Quinn get her way and walk away from the ball mateless or will her mate find her and force her into a life she isn't ready for? If her mate does find her, will she have the strength to step away from the one person who was truly made for her or will her years of training not be enough and she'll bend to his will? ___________________________________________________________________ I paused momentarily, closing my eyes and taking a deep breath. I wonder where that scent was coming from. Suddenly it was right on top of me. I abruptly opened my eyes and saw a well dressed chest in front of me. Blue suit, I mused. Slowly, I looked up into the most beautiful green eyes I'd ever seen. "Mate." The word had slipped from my mouth before I even knew I'd thought it. I saw a glint in the man's eyes and he gave me a bright smile. It was hard not to return it. "Allow me to introduce myself," he started. He seemed a bit nervous. At least I wasn't the only one. "I am..." ___________________________________________________________________ Chapters are generally 1,000-2,000 words so you can breeze through a couple chapters in one sitting! Highest Rankings: 8/21/2023- #1 luna 8/21/2023- #3 possessive 8/22/2023- #2 alpha 8/22/2023- #5 mature 8/26/2023- #1 werewolf 8/27/2023- #2 completed 8/28/2023- #3 royalty 8/30/2023- #1 kickassheroine 9/2/2023- #2 mates 9/17/2023- #1 wolf 9/27/2023- #1 featured 9/27/2023- #5 boyxgirl 10/23/2023- #1 strong-female-character

*Set many years after ACOSF* (Nyx x OC) Belladonna Haven doesn't belong anywhere. She didn't belong in her family house with her abusive father and she didn't belong anywhere after her and her mother escaped. They would all stare at her gloved hands and wonder what secrets Bella was hiding. Her mother always told her three things. 1. Keep running 2. Never take the gloves off 3. Only steal from the wealthy Of course Bella was curious. So one day, she broke the most important rule... and regretted it ever since. Years later, she's still on the run, still keeping her gloves on, and still stealing from the wealthy. Unfortunately for her, she stole from the wrong kind of wealthy. Unfortunately for them, she was completely open to the idea of breaking rule number two. - Also: In this story I'm assuming that Gwyn and Azriel are mates. It won't affect the story too much, just a heads up for those who don't approve. - Rankings: #1 in Rhysand (May 2021) #1 in acotar (May-June 2021) #1 in Nyx (May-June 2021) #1 in Azriel (May 2021) #1 in Feyre (June 2021)

Daemati are feared and coveted throughout Prythian. Seren Marzena is one of the few among their ranks. When her power is revealed to Beron Vanserra, High Lord of the Autumn Court, he is quick to take advantage of her. Beron no longer trusts his eldest son, Eris, believing him to be allied with the Night Court. Beyond that, Beron seeks several dangerous artifacts that are protected by members of the Night Court. He seeks the Dread Trove and the swords created by Nesta Archeron. It is up to Seren to infiltrate the Night Court and learn all that Beron wishes to know. Her task will be harder than it seems. The members of the Night Court are not what she expected and a certain Shadowsinger is always close at hand. 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 after A Court of Silver Flames. ALSO: If you haven't read the ACOSF bonus chapter featuring Azriel, I recommend doing so before starting this story. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. I will not go into overly explicit detail with these topics. Completed on April 11, 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

Once there was a girl who lived in light. She was strong and smart, and commanded over the armies of the Day Court, until she was burned by one close to her. Then she became an echo, living off the light of her memories to stay alive in the dim cell, and holding on to every last bit of strength to withstand their torture. But after enough time had passed, her strength began to fade, as well as her will to live, and she began to give up, That is, until the darkness began to sing. Now, she has to face what is real, and what matters, because who knows how long anything will last? Azriel x OC -takes place after the events of ACOSF- I do not own any of the original ACOTAR Characters, only my own fictional ones, as well as the scenarios I create. #10 on #acotar as of 07/31/21 #26 on #trauma as of 10/17/21 #19 on #triggers as of 11/10/21 #3 on #acomaf as of 02/06/22

A fated, fiery bond. Long-lost magic. A tale that transcends space and time. When you're summoned to a faraway land, you and a winged male named Azriel must reckon with your powers to defeat a death-lord who threatens fragile peacetime. ~Most Impressive Rankings~ 2021 #6 romance (5/22) #1 highfantasy (5/22) #11 warfare (5/25) #2 sarahjmaas (7/1) #1 azriel (8/8) #3 lovetriangle (8/19) #1 shadowsinger (8/28) #1 acotar (9/17) 2022 #2 fairy (1/5) Art by: aconitte

ACOTAR FanFiction AzrielxOC slowburn romance "Is there something you need to say, Azriel?" She studied him, and her eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, too. Azriel could feel his heart pounding in his ears, his shadows tucking in tight, and his breath hitch in his throat, but he could do nothing to stop himself as he breathed out - "I'm your mate." --- Though a semblance of peace had arrived, the war with Hybern had left a gaping wound in Prythian. The High Lords form alliances with far away fae territories, in an attempt to rebuild order within their world and establish peace. One by one, emissaries meet with the High Lords of Prythian, striking treaties and alliances. But when a new kingdom, that of the Syrens, come to them wanting a place amid their Treaty, only the High Lord and Lady of the Night Court decide to take a chance on them. Taken under the wing of the Night Court, the emissary of the Syrens, Brianna, must form coalitions within the seven courts of Prythian, earning the trust of its High Lords, developing unlikely friendships with the Inner Circle - especially with that of a certain shadowsinger, with whom she shares a most particular type of bond. But there are secrets that people keep, secrets that, if revealed, could be the very undoing of Prythian. And as they grow close to one another, as they learn more about each other and of themselves, Azriel and Brianna will learn whether their secrets will bring them together, or tear them apart. --- Set after "A Court of Wings and Ruin", excluding the events of "A Court of Frost and Starlight". Long, slow-burn romance fan-fiction, with chapters ranging from 3K-5k words (est. 60+ chapters). Playlist for the fanfiction: "SHADOWS AND THUNDER" on Spotify. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4S0Pfnibyo0gB52hNv6lAL?si=VhZI6HXCSSqklvXeeIMC-A DISCLAIMER: All characters excluding my original characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. Cover art by @Keyra_Shadow

In a desperate attempt to gain protection for his daughter, Tamlin makes a bargain with the Night Court. His daughter will marry their son and in return, they will offer their alliance and protection. On her 18th birthday, Primrose Daley is wedded to Orion Archeron and her new life begins within the City of Starlight. When a war breaks out between the solar and seasonal courts, Primrose must decide whether she will side with her father or stay with her betrothed whom she hates.

Azriel had mastered the shadows a long time ago, bent them to his will and taught them to obey his every command. It all changed one night though, when they began screaming at him. "She's coming," the shadows screamed so loudly it nearly broke Azriel's brain. The only problem was he had no idea who "she" was. - Cover by @courtofsxra

A Nessian and Elriel ACOTAR Alternative Universe where Nesta and Elain are prima ballerinas. Fluffy, romantic, and full of tension. Switching between Nesta and Elain respectively. xoxo "Having recently joined the Velaris Ballet Company, Nesta and Elain Archeron are settling into their new routines as pointe dancers, navigating the strenuous world of professional ballet and preparing for the upcoming Solstice showcase until two new handsome choreographers are introduced to the company, sending the ballerinas into a whirlwind of love, heartbreak, and drama, drama, drama."

Following the events of the Azriel bonus chapter... Extremely slow-burn sexy Elriel, angsty Az, forbidden love, glamorous parties, powers, and DRAMA DRAMA DRAMA. Smutty, sexy, angsty... NSFW -- Love? Friendship? Mistake. Shuddering into her sheets, she flung off the quilt and heaved a sigh. It WAS a mistake. Clearly she was broken. And it wasn't the cauldron that did it. It was her. Because SHE picked Grayson while still human and then Azriel after becoming fae. But all Elain kept receiving was rejection, rejection, rejection. If immortality was just filled with getting her heart broken into pieces once every couple years over and over and over... she didn't want it. She wanted safety. She wanted security. She wanted a love that was written in the stars, perfectly laid out for her, and safe to grasp ahold of. And that's when she realized it: she wanted fate... but more specifically... she wanted to live by the cauldron's decision. Because if she couldn't choose love for herself without getting her heart broken, then perhaps she should put her trust in the cauldron. But she would do it her way. The primal nature of a mating bond was fae enough... it needed some... grooming. Leaving the comfort of her quilts and standing up, she drew towards the window, overlooking the front lawn of the River Mansion. Looking out her window, Elain came to a decision, her eyes gliding across the Sidra as it wound its way through Velaris and out into the realm of the rest of the Night Court. Court. Courting. She would court Lucien Vanserra, trust the cauldron, and get the Hells out of the Night Court and away from these infernal shadows."