Feyre and Rhysand got through the war against Hybern and built their own happy little Kingdom. But is the war really over? As they prepare for the arrival of their little one to the world, all the old players of the game are rallying up. With Tamlin back in the picture and up to something it seems, they can only trust...
For many years, Prythrian has been in peace- the threat of Hybern attacking has been removed, and the high lords have somewhat gotten along since. But when a new threat arises, deep in the Illyrian mountains, the fate of the Night Court and all of Prythrian rests upon an Illyrian who is no more than a shadow... For ye...
Skyler was just an ordinary girl that lives in a small town in Minnesota, nothing special.. or so everyone thought. She has a secret. What happens when a new boy comes to town with his own secrets and dreams become reality, what happens when the impossible comes to life? Follow Sky on her journey into the unknown with...
After the War against Hybern, Ariciya returns to her life within the Court of Dreams and Illyrian military. Meanwhile, the Inner Circle searches for a way to break the spell on Vassa that binds her to the form of a firebird during the day. But, two years and zero working solutions later, whispers about the Mortal Quee...
"And you are?" "Happy to kick your ass, Shadowsinger." "I see. I'd like to see you try then." Set a few years after the war, the inner circle visit one of the Illyrian camps in the mountains to oversee the training of the females. All rights reserved to kingmicuv1
Az, Cass and Rhys are real drunk in the cabin in the mountains so the girls decide to pay them a visit.
| A collection of one and two shots | If there are spoilers, I'll make sure to indicate it at the top of the chapter, but I'd advise you to read all four books of the series before reading this. *all characters belong to Sarah J. Maas* *cover art belongs to Charlie Bowater* Started: May 17, 2018 Finished:
*discontinued * A modern acotar AU of the characters as celebrities. And of course Rhysand, Azriel and Cassian are in a band. Feyre is a tattoo artist and aspiring actress, Mor is a supermodel, Amren manages her and our favourite Illyrians. Occasionally in court due to Cassian wrecking buildings. Tamlin is an actor...
❝he is midnight dreams and starlit nightmares; and you, my love, are trapped in his web.❞ · {an acotar fanfic} · © dqrkin 2018
(Cover: Charlie Bowater) [Rowaelin and Feysand - Set after EoS and ACOMAF.] The story of how Rowan's and Aelin's lives crossed paths with those of the Nightcourt, during Rowan's search for Aelin after Empire of Storms.
This is the continuation of my story A Court of Love and Sorrow. It's basically about Feysand's child and the rest of the court. Please read A Court of Love and Sorrow first or else this story won't make sence.
This is a fanfiction, so all characters belong to SJM. Set after Empire of Storms. Following mostly Aelin, but probably some other characters in the future, too.
* i do not own the characters* *Takes place after ACOWAR. i would read the series before this fanfic, if you havent* After the final battle with Hybern, and the ending that they all went through, Feyre and Rhysand begin their new jurney though their immortal life of forever. Thinking itll be safe, until the Mortal que...
What if Rhysand actually died? What would happen to Feyre, the inner court or the NightCourt? Caution contains spoilers from Acowar! All characters, settings etc, belong to Sarah J Mass. Credit of cover goes to the rightful artist.
About 1 1/2 years after the ending of ACOWAR, Feyre realizes that she is pregnant, and is going to bring twins into the world. But, with Feyre, who has the powers of all of the high lords as their mother, and Rhysand, the most powerful High Lord/Ilyrian as their father... Who knows what could happen!
She's a hybrid of two enemies who loved each other. Name~ Ivana Marianna Vetrilixxa Age~ 21 Looks~ Right eye is crystal blue,left eye is gold, blonde wavy hair with side bangs that hide her gold eye, pale skin, freckles peppered across nose and under eyes, black Illyrian wings, pointed ears, and a heart stopping smil...
Do not, under any circumstances, challenge the High Lord of the Night Court. Especially not to a baking competition. That is something Feyre will learn on this week's episode of: FEYSAND FLUFF (ART ON COVER IS BY TARATJAH)
After having read A Court of Mist and Fury by Sarah J Maas I could not get these two out of my head. So Nessian one shots it is until the next ACOTAR book comes out :) Disclaimer; the amazing characters belong to SJM
Just some ACOTAR oneshots. I'm kinda new so I need some suggestions.... I hope you enjoy! Disclaimer - all characters belong to Sarah J Maas
I wrapped my arms around his neck, the kiss becoming deeper, more affectionate. I broke away, "Rhys, we can't. Not here, not now." He breathed a soft laugh into my ear, "Don't worry, Feyre. I'll make you pay for that. Later." My toes curled at the seduction in his voice. -To the stars who listen- -And the dreams th...
Hey Followers, In this story I talk about my feelings and I have a fan fiction going on Stay Cool my Baby Illyrians! #743 in Random (3/11/2017) #701 in Random (4/11/2017) #683 in Random (11/11/2017) #639 in Random (13/11/2017) #638 in Random (13/12/2017)
Rhys and Feyre have been cleaved apart because of The King Of Hybern. Feyre is now with Tamlin and missed Rhys terribly. She is forced to pretend to love a man who once locked her in a cage. Rhys is torn apart because his mate is suffering and he can't help her. Every night they write notes back and forth and each...
Set after A Court of Wings and Ruin. Rather than focusing on Rhysand and Feyre, this story is told in Azriel's narrative.
Compilation of one shots about my favorite ACOTAR characters Rhysand and Feyre. Most will take place post ACOMAF. Enjoy!!
"I AM FLESH, AND I AM BONE, RISE UP." As the sun sets on Prythian a new story begins, Hybern has retreated from the sand of the Summer Court, blood still runs through the rivers of Prythian and the Seven Courts. As the pages flip, and words are spilled twists will spin, the roads will pave the way to glory. But love...
