They called her the Devil of the Underground, an S-class criminal who single-handedly slaughtered the corrupt nobility of Mitras. But to humanity's strongest soldier, she was simply Sin-the unhinged, obnoxious girl who had raised him in the dirt and vanished into the shadows years ago. Now forced into a lifelong enlistment with the Scout Regiment as a shield against her execution, Sin steps into the light, trading her blades for the green cloak of the corps. Bound by a transactional contract to obey every order, she must navigate the terrifying world of Titans.

She's a girl with dirt-streaked fingers and flowers in her hair. Sweet. Soft. A quiet soul more at home among vines and moonlight than courts and crowns. But fate has its own rhythm. And it leads her straight to Rhysand, the High Lord of Night. Powerful, untouchable, carved from stardust and storm. A male who sees her not as delicate, but divine. Their bond is unexpected, ancient. Where he is shadow, she is bloom. Where he commands the skies, she listens to the earth's breath. She may tremble in silks and blush when spoken to, but she roots herself deeper in his heart than he ever thought possible. A story of the girl who bloomed in darkness and the High Lord who learned that even among stars, it's the flower that teaches you how to grow.

.⋆❅⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❆₊⋆. 𝒂𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝓍 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝓍 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 .⋆❆⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❅₊⋆. ⤷ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘷 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘈𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘈𝘍 𝘰𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 Born in the shadow of Amarantha's brutal reign, 𝑵𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒆 has been sheltered in her temple since infancy. Her life has been one of ritual, restraint, and restless longing for answers she knows she'll never have. Until Hybern. Mere months after Amarantha's fall, soldiers descend on Cesere and the High Lord of the Night Court finds Nephele bleeding and burnt beneath the worst of Hybern's males. Rhysand offers her refuge in the House of Wind, a sanctuary carved into the mountainside beneath a starlit sky that watches over the dreamlike city of Velaris. Yet grief leaves Neph hollow, and nightmares of blood-stained snow and a tether to something unknown stalk her sleep in the library at the heart of the House. Something stirs in her blood. A power she never knew . . . another truth she was never told. A bloodline buried beneath a life built on lies. Night's spymaster, 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍, is just as drawn to her as his shadows are. Night's general, 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏, is haunted by a familiarity he cannot make sense of. Nephele is desperate to uncover what was taken from her as war builds on the horizon. Every truth unraveled makes the world tremble beneath her feet. She never could've predicted what life beyond temple walls had waiting for her . . . And she certainly never expected that it would be two Illyrian warriors who would finally awaken the 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 within her heart.

Minamoto Izanami has never known home -- for someone like her, there is no family nor any homeland. She finds herself shunted around the humanity's stronghold throughout her childhood until she lands onto the doorstep of one Jaeger Family. No matter what life has dealt her with, Izanami had fought her way through it. However, as Titans breach into her new home and reignites its attack on humanity, Izanami determined to help save humanity alongside her friends and comrades. But as she delves into what awaits in the land beyond the walls, secrets begin to unravel that takes everyone by storm, uprooting some and destroying others -- and taking Izanami by the throat.

​Behind the peaceful, hidden walls of the atelier, magic is an art of absolute precision, geometry, and joy. But for its master, Qifrey, it is also a shield used to mask a devastating past and an unyielding, dangerous obsession for the truth. ​The only person who truly knows what lies beneath his polite scholar's mask is Vespera, a brilliant, fluid, and fiercely perceptive restorationist who has been by his side for a long time. She understands his scars, his secrets, and the heavy burdens he carries better than anyone else. Amidst the quiet routines of the apprentices and the brewing storms of the magical world, their shared history deepens into an intense, secret passion-turning a hidden bedroom into a lawless sanctuary where they can finally leave the shadows behind. ​But the peace they find in the dark is short-lived. When a terrifying "twin bottle spell" is discovered woven into the magic ink of Qifrey's star apprentice, Coco, it threatens to unleash a catastrophic power that links the atelier directly to forbidden forces. ​To protect his students and keep his private quest from collapsing, Qifrey is forced onto a dark, morally gray path, pushing his magic to dangerous extremes to hide the truth from the Great Hall and the Knights of Moralis. As external threats close in and dangerous magical anomalies unfold, Qifrey and Vespera must rely on their deep bond to navigate a treacherous web of deception, ancient lore, and forbidden power. ​Some secrets are meant to be taken to the grave. Others are written in ink that refuses to dry.

Linette, The atelier has become somewhat louder in your absence. I've recently taken on another apprentice. Though I will say this time it was not planned. I pause reading for a moment to let out a small sigh. "...Another child?" I can't help but mutter under my breath. The last time Qifrey had written to me about a new apprentice Olruggio had sent an entirely separate letter not even a full day later that simply read: He found another one. I could still remember laughing so hard I nearly spilled ink over a restricted manuscript. None of his apprentices have ever been planned, always a surprise. I can imagine the shock on Olruggio's face this time considering I knew he was most likely out of town for an assignment when he brought back this new child. I shake my head before continuing to read. The children would benefit from your added guidance. And... I would as well. I know your other duties might make it hard to leave for a short period of time so worry not if now is not a good time. With love, Qifrey I then glanced around toward the piles of unfinished research surrounding me, towards the towering shelves, toward the quiet. "I suppose this means I should start packing." I hum out softly, happy to finally see him again. ─── ☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ ─── Started: 5/30/2026 Ended: ???

Lysandra is the second in command on the Legion of Spies in the Night Court, after Azriel. People fear her, mostly because she isn't afraid of Azriel. Declaimers: The cover is made by AI only because I suck at editing. The story is created by me. I don't own the characters ( except Lysandra ) or the world and everything related to ACOTAR.

Hyacinth has one wish for her birthday. To go somewhere. Anywhere. But trapped in endless Spring, she fears she may never see the world beyond the manor. Across Prythian, a High Lord's son is plagued by visions. Visions of a haunting, mysterious girl. Grounding him in the midst of tragedy, he longs to find the source. When their worlds collide in an unexpected tumult, the heirs of Night and Spring forge a bargain to obtain what they want most. With secrets and curses around every bend, Hyacinth and Nyx are left to wonder- Will daybreak bring a bright and hopeful future? Or will they be left in an eventide of heartache? ✨New Chapters Weekly✨ ******* I do not own the rights to the original source material. Respectfully, a story born of curiosity and admiration of the works they are inspired by.

There are 3 people that Ariadne Archeron cares about in the world, Feyre, Elain, and her twin sister Nesta. As the oldest of the sisters, Ariadne and Nesta have both always been the protectors. Though Ariadne was also the dreamer. Always looking for the best in people and looking around starry eyed at everything. Nesta is her best friend in the world and both sisters would burn the world to the ground for each other. When the Archeron's lose their fortune, Ariadne helps Feyre hunt, teaches Nesta how to set traps for smaller animals, and tries to get Elain to grow vegetables in her garden. When a faerie breaks down their front door, Ariadne has a single thought. Protect her sisters. She volunteers to take Feyre's place and go to Pythian with the faerie, Tamlin. When Feyre agrees to go with Tamlin, Ariadne immediately goes with her. As they spend more time in Pythian, Ariadne becomes close friends with Lucien and remains wary of Tamlin. She notices the way that Feyre's glares at Tamlin slowly begin softening and Ariadne knows that her sister is slowly but surely falling for the High Lord. When Tamlin sends them back to the mortal world, Ariadne feels a pull towards the faerie realm and confides in Nesta. Her twin understands and encourages her to go back. Ariadne promises to return when she can and returns to Prythian with Feyre. Now, they must face an opponent that they know nothing about to save the world that they have begun to call home. OC X Tarquin

In a world controlled by timelines, violence, and impossible expectations, Veronica, a sharp-tongued Commission agent with revolutionary ideals and a talent for causing trouble, survives by refusing to become obedient. Five Hargreeves survives by refusing to feel anything at all. When the two are forced into each other's orbit inside the Commission, their relationship begins with resentment, rivalry, and a terrifying recognition of themselves in one another. What starts as mutual hostility slowly turns into friendship, dependence, and eventually something far more dangerous: love. Set across shifting timelines, political unrest, doomed missions, and the chaos of the Hargreeves family, the story follows two people trying to remain human in a system designed to strip them of it. Between clandestine newspapers, protests against the Commission, cigarettes on apartment rooftops at two in the morning, and the constant threat of apocalypse, Veronica and Five build something fragile and fierce together. But loving each other means confronting everything they've spent their lives running from: vulnerability, identity, grief, survival, and the terrifying possibility of a future. A story about revolution, intimacy, family, and the people who choose each other at the end of the world.