She was supposed to return to New York. Instead, a diverted portal drops her from the sky and directly into Rhysand's arms, carrying thirteen concealed weapons and no knowledge that magic exists. The Night Court believes the armed human who crossed its wards may be a threat. She believes she has been abducted by an immortal magical intelligence agency. Neither side is entirely wrong. While Rhys searches for the truth behind her arrival, Raveena searches for a way home. But the deeper she is drawn into Prythian, the harder it becomes to determine who can be trusted, what her arrival set into motion and whether returning home will ultimately cost more than staying. An ACOMAF alternate universe featuring an original female character, ALTERED mating bonds, MULTIPLE POVs, and a SLOW-BURN romance. 18+ ||Mature Themes.|| Canon knowledge recommended. All publicly recognizable characters, settings, and core plot points belong to Sarah J. Maas. I do not own the ACOTAR universe. I only claim ownership over my original characters and plot alterations/character arcs.

Twenty years ago, she and Azriel built a family. Now their son is grown-armed with shadows like his father, wings that carry him into trouble, and a reckless streak that keeps the entire Night Court on edge. The Inner Circle laughs, Azriel pretends not to worry, and she can only watch as the sweet boy she once held becomes something far more dangerous. But families are never simple-not in Velaris, and certainly not in a house full of shadows. Between unexpected news, restless nights, bruised knuckles, and a son determined to prove he's no longer a child, their home becomes a place of chaos, laughter, and quiet moments that mean everything.

"I'm tired of being afraid." He paused, studying me. "Then be careful not to trade one kind of fear for another. Melgren doesn't forget. Neither does General Sorrengail. Even if she seems to be the more forgiving one." "I noticed." Brennan's expression softened slightly. "For what it's worth, Xaden was proud of you." I looked up, startled. "He said that?" "Not in words," Brennan said with a faint smile. "But I know my brother-in-law. He doesn't defend people he doesn't believe in." When Brennan left, I sat alone in the flickering candlelight, tracing the lines of the map with my fingertips - the same ridges and valleys the Venin now crossed unchecked. I didn't want power. I didn't want war. I wanted peace. But maybe peace wasn't something people like me got to keep. Still, Bodhi's words echoed in my mind: You scare people who like control. For the first time, that didn't feel like a curse. It felt like armor. Bodhi Durran x OC

She wasn't supposed to be in the riders' quadrant. Or have a dragon, or lead a squad, or leave that basement. But she did. Corrina Tauri, the only princess of the Narvarian royal family. Balancing secrets, friendships, a relationship she doesn't want, and Violet, who's like a little sister to her, she has a lot on her plate. It doesn't help that Garrick Travis is the only marked one she doesn't like and that he's always staring at her. As secrets unravel and loyalties are tested, she discovers that courage isn't just about strength; it's about trust, sacrifice, and the power to face what no one else can. Garrick Travis x OC Fourth Wing DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN FOURTH WING. THE SERIES IS OWNED BY REBECCA YARROS. SOME SCENES IN THIS BOOK WILL BE TAKEN FROM THE ORIGINAL BOOKS AS THE PLOT OF MY FANFIC IS HER FALLING INTO THE BOOKS. I DO NOT CLAIM TO OWN THOSE SCENES All original characters that are not a part of the Empyrean series are my own and should not be copied.

On the final battlefield of her realm, a Valkyrie stands alone among the fallen. Her sisters lie dead at her feet, their combined power spiraling out of control as ancient magic tears itself apart. In the chaos of her world's collapse, she is flung into a rift between realms-straight into Navarre, a land where dragons rule the skies and riders are forged by fire... and death. Wounded, grieving, and stripped of everything she's ever known, she expects to die on impact. Instead, a dragon chooses her. She must navigate Basgiath, a war college filled with liars, rebels, and lethal politics. And the Wingleader with shadows in his eyes is either her greatest threat... or the only one who sees her for what she really is. To survive this new world, she'll have to use new magic, and a destiny far deadlier than the battle that destroyed her home. Because Valkyries don't fall. They rise-again and again.

Rayna had spent years hiding in the shadows of the mortal realm, burying her power beneath layers of silence and secrets. There, a strong bond formed between her and a sharp tongued, Nesta Archeron. But peace never lasts, not when your name is whispered by fate itself. But what happens when her friend's sister comes back, no longer human? When the High Lord of the Night Court speaks of war and death?

LUCIENNA VANSERRA WAS THE YOUNGEST CHILD OF THE AUTUMN COURT HIGH LORD. She was born sickly, despised by her mother, her brothers filling the hole she left. Her path crosses with a night court spymaster once she is grown. Lucienna Vanserra was prepared to face the consequences once their mating bond snapped in place. Azriel x OC Female || All Rights Reserved ||

NUMBER 1 IN FANTASY ADVENTURE - 11/05/2025 Book 2 of Queen of Bargains: Monsters Under the Mountain After a year full of nightmares Under the Mountain, whispers of Amarantha's curse ending had spread through the lands. Every subject, small or big creature had woken up with a burning remnants of a bargain they did not know of. Only those who had witnessed her did. Under the Mountain, those who had witnessed the carnage mortal girl caused standing above Amarantha's throne, she had made every single High Lord kneel before her. And now... She was gone. Stolen by the Lord of the Night. No one knew where but they knew she was alive, reborn from the bargains that held her together. Because they felt it. They felt her soul connecting to theirs.

A dark Academia Azriel fic. Ten years after the war, peace has settled over Velaris, but trust runs thin where the Hewn City is concerned. Artemis, a cold and young professor with a haunted past and originally from Hewn City, is chosen to lead a controversial new academic initiative aimed at bridging the divide between the two cities. Her arrival draws scrutiny not least from Azriel, the Night Court's spymaster, assigned to watch her every move. Can the Shadowsinger trust this new Celestial Magic Professor? Old griviences and a love forbidden by both sides, there is a lesson for everyone.

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?