She's the assistant. They're the CEOs. Things are about to get very, very inappropriate. Thrown into the high-stakes world of tech and security, she's the ditzy assistant struggling to keep up with the impossible perfection of CEOs Cassian and Nesta. Between spilt coffee disasters, chaotic office drama, and encounters that leave her flustered, confused, and a little... distracted, she starts to realise there's far more to this power duo than just business. Every glance, every touch, every heated moment threatens to push the line between professional and personal. Can she keep her composure or will the temptation of the CEOs prove impossible to resist?

She only wanted one night-no strings, no promises, just a little fun with the pretty girl from the app. But when her date turns out to be Feyre and her husband Rhysand, everything she thought she agreed to spins out of control. One night becomes something she can't escape, chance encounters, lingering touches, and messages that start to feel like something more. She keeps running, insisting it's casual-because falling for two people who already belong to each other can only end in heartbreak. But Feyre paints her into art, Rhys looks at her like she's already his, and suddenly it's not just chemistry anymore. It's connection. It's terrifying. It's real.

An assassin and the youngest ever Darkbringer-not to mention the only female-Stella has never failed a mission before. So when she is tasked with seducing and then assassinating Caden Archeron, the son of Nesta Kingslayer and General Cassian, she doesn't expect to fail so miserably. She doesn't expect the way he makes her feel, she doesn't expect to like him and she certainly doesn't expect to hesitate. She doesn't expect Caden. Torn between lust and self-preservation, Stella struggles to fight her growing feelings for the handsome Illyrian, growing ever more comfortable in the City of Starlight and in his arms-in between her various murder attempts of course. 🏹 🌟 "Did you have to go for the wings?" He asked her irritably and she rolled her eyes, leaning backward to avoid a slice at her chest area. He could have swept her feet out from under her in that moment and she knew it too-it made her even angrier. "I don't know, you did have them out!" She hissed, jabbing at his thigh with her boot as she slashed at his pectoral in retaliation. "Maybe try not making them such a big target next time!" She managed to catch him on the back of the arm. He smirked at her, darting backward for a moment, sword still raised in front of him. "Quite the compliment." Her brows furrowed in confusion and he laughed, tossing his head back.

It started simply. A chance encounter with Rhys. One friend led to another until she somehow found herself woven into the Inner Circle-Mor's bright energy, Azriel's quiet steadiness, Cassian's relentless teasing, Amren's sharp honesty. Since then, life with them has been a mix of small disasters and unexpected loyalty. A rough day turned into a rooftop gathering she didn't know she needed, a minor training injury that sent everyone into overreaction mode, an accidental brush with something magical no one could explain and a truth-or-dare night that proved they're all menaces in their own way. She never set out to belong to their world but somewhere along the way, she did.

Before Nesta, before Feyre - Cassian had already loved, fiercely and completely. During the long years of Rhysand's imprisonment beneath the Mountain, Cassian found joy in the unlikeliest place: the voice of Lyria, a high fae actress whose song could make the city pause. Together they carved out a life in Velaris - a life of laughter, tenderness, and the fragile hope of family in a time of despair. A Court of Song and Surrender is a story of love that defied fate, of bonds stronger than war, and of the pieces of Cassian's heart the Cauldron never showed us.

"𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐔𝐏," 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃; 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒. 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 the youngest archeron was born with her soul bathed in starlight. 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 series

He was the darkness. She was the star who lit it up. In which the shadowsinger of the Night Court falls for his High Lord's long lost sister. "He was like a breath of fresh air after being held underwater for eternity." - "She was his punishment for every bad thing he had ever done. For no one could make him bleed the way she did." - Azriel x oc story

╰┈➤ ❝ [Senna Archeron] ❞ (ᴡʜᴏ ʜᴀꜱ ᴅᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ꜰᴏʀ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ, ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ɴᴏᴡ ᴍɪɢʜᴛ ᴛʀᴜʟʏ ʙᴇ ʙʀᴏᴋᴇɴ) 𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡, the eldest sister of four, finds herself fighting for the lives of her loved ones as a fae war on the horizon arises. 𝐚𝐳𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐥 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜, slow-burn! acotar and onwards, heavy oc lore

** 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** The fires have gone out-but the smoke still clings. The Autumn Court lies in ruin after Beron's fall, its forests choked by ash and old magic. Eris Vanserra now wears the crown he spent centuries surviving to earn, but every breath tastes of smoke and memory. His people fear him, his brothers despise him, and the land itself rejects his rule. When the Dawn Court sends Kallista Talfryn, a life-healer whose touch can coax the earth back to bloom, Eris expects condescension-he finds defiance instead. Barefoot, blunt, and utterly unimpressed by power, Kallista sees through every mask he forged to survive. Her presence soothes the poisoned soil ... and unsettles the High Lord who guards it. Together they must cleanse the rot Beron left behind, yet the deeper they dig, the more truth burns through the smoke. In a court built on lies, trust is the most dangerous magic of all-and sweetness, once tasted, is impossible to forget. A slow-burn romance of redemption and renewal in the world of Prythian-where even in the ruins, something golden still grows. Author's Note: A Court of Smoke and Honey takes place after the events of my first story, A Court of Light and Shadows. While it can be read as a standalone, readers familiar with Evanora and Azriel's journey will recognize the aftermath that shapes Eris's rise - and the world left smoldering in its wake.

For many years, Evren Bastile has been a notorious Human assassin, known for killing High Fae. She has been honing her skills for one High Fae in particular. The High Lord who murdered her parents. Beron Vanserra, High Lord of the Autumn Court. When the opportunity arises, Evren crosses into the Courts of the Fae and makes her way to the Autumn Court, intent on taking revenge. However, she does not find the male she was looking for. Instead, she finds Eris Vanserra, son of Beron and High Lord of Autumn. Eris presents her with a choice that offers her both revenge and compensation. Should she choose to accept it, she may find herself in a world far more beautiful and ugly than she could ever have imagined. 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 three years after A Court of Silver Flames. Most of the artwork used in this story was found on Pinterest. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with rape, self-harm, abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed July 10, 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