Princess Andromeda, the sole heir of the court held Under the Mountain, is locked into a treacherous game. When powers awaken and dangerous realizations are made, Andromeda learns the truth of her fate. Will she be a beacon of hope to the fae people of Prythian? Or will she remain the monster her mother and queen shaped her to be? Slow-Burn/Enemies to Lovers-esque Mature themes All rights reserved to Sarah J Maas and the A Court of Thorns and Roses series. Andromeda's story is mine only. Cross-posted on AO3 under the same username.

If there was one thing that both Azriel and Zahra Archeron had in common, it was that they were both very good at blending into the background. They just never thought that their family were going to be the ones who never saw them at all.

❝ray?❞ he asked softly ❝can i take off your dress?❞ ____________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ in which loraine is the only girl allowed in welton and charlie is particularly fond of mr nolan's daughter ੈ✩‧₊˚ 「 fem!oc x charlie dalton 」 「 tropes included: best friends to lovers, secret relationship, forbidden relationship, mutual pining 」 「 started: august 10. 23. 」 「 finished: february 20. 24. 」

Azriel had spent centuries believing that he of all people didn't deserve a mate. And if anything, the last three years had just galvinised that particular belief. And then he meets her. The first time Oriana met Azriel, she thought that he reminded her of a skittish cat. Shy and a little bit broken. Good for him that she absolutely excelled in fixing the things around her.

*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

Rhysand's sister is alive. It has been a year of peace since the defeat of Queen Briallyn, but darker forces are still at work. Callisto is brought back to life through the magic of the Cauldron, but she is unable to step foot outside the borders of the Spring Court. Tamlin suddenly finds himself with the unexpected-and unwanted-task of looking after her. Wanting to escape their current predicament, the two of them concede to work together to find a solution to their problem. As they try to figure out how to lift Callisto's curse, they also navigate the complicated waters of guilt and past traumas. Will the Lady of Night and the Lord of Spring finally find common ground, or will the feud between the two courts continue?

It's colder then I remember it, dark as an abyss but I stop being afraid of the dark along time ago. Shadows curl around me and I allow myself the split second of hope. Allowing myself to wish for the male I can not have. His voice is a distant memory but also clear as day in this dark and musky hole. "We will be friends." His voice is relaxed but firm. Lulling me away into memories with his deep vibrato. "Friends?" I croak, confusion lacing my voice. "People who are nice to each other occasionally spend time together." Azriel deadpans. "I know what friends are." I snap back, not able to hold back the bite in my words. Some way to start a friendship. He chuckles despite my tone, the dark alluring sound wrapping around my spine. I look away from him. "Well, you don't seem to have any." I don't realize the tears have fallen until they have drenched my cheeks. I curl deeper into myself, wishing those memories wouldn't haunt me. I replay the moment over and over in my head. Weaving it into my very being, my sanity. With darkness threading around me I list all the reasons he couldn't love me. Even if I could get out of this hell, those memories are all I have. I wouldn't forgive me either.