It says it in the title I do not own Throne of Glass or A Court of Thorns and Roses, our lovely, yet terrifying Sarah J Maas owns it all! (THERE'S A PART TWO!!!)

Feyre is back in the Spring court after separating from her mate, Rhysand. Unfortunately, she will soon discover she not only has to protect herself from the King of Hybern, but another who is stuck in the Spring court against their will. Rhysand cannot help her on a majority of her journey, so she will be forced to take down Tamlin, Jurian, and Hybern on her own. Feysand pregnancy

Nesta hasn't seen her sisters in almost a year. When she's invited back to their lake house for a long weekend, Feyre insists she brings the boyfriend she's told her about. The only problem is, he doesn't exist. So out of desperation, her friend sets her up with Cassian. Somehow a weekend filled with fake hand holding and kisses, turns Nesta back into the girl she was before Tomas had destroyed her and the relationship she had with her sisters.

This book will contain a few different imagines I've written about the wonderfully delicious Rhysand of the Night Court. This is just to keep me going until release day of A Court of Mist and Fury, 3rd May. Hopefully it'll keep you going until then too! Of course, I'm Team Rhysand, so my stories are mostly - and by mostly, I mean 100% definitely- about him and Feyre together. Gosh... I CAN'T WAIT FOR ACOMAF I NEED IT IN MY HANDS RIGHT NOW. Anyway, enjoy!

This is set at the end of ACOMAF when Feyre returns to the spring court to bring it down. This is her diary.

Sometimes we have to give up that which we love most so that it can be saved, to be enjoyed by others, but never ourselves again. Feyre has survived beyond that terrible day under the mountain. But at what cost? Immortal, broken and unable to feel. Has Tamlin doomed her to a wraith like existence? When the light and life of new Spring is so damning, where can she flee to but the Night? This story takes place after ACOTAR. All characters belong to the talented Sarah J Maas, who I hope is locked away in a tower somewhere, writing a sequel so that my tormented soul can find out what happens next instead of having to write mishap versions of her incredible story.

This fanfic used to be called change of courts. Every night could be considered a restless one. And days seemed to be a blur for me. Every second I saw them; the people I killed, no murdered. Because that's what I was a murderer. But still I waited, I waited for him to come. For him to take me away. But will he be the knight in shining armor, or just another monster?

"her heart was touched by the sun rays of early dawn, causing her to illuminate any space. he would give anything to feel her warmth." thousands of years after Feyre and Rhysand's war against Hybern, another love story unfolds.

Decades after the Great War against Hybern, Prythian remains a land of simmering tensions. A Peregryn's power is awakening, and with it, a darkness that threatens to consume the fragile peace. Branwenn's life is shattered the moment she witnesses the attack on her home in the Dawn Court, and her mother is the attack's sole victim-an act that echoes with otherworldly malice across Prythian. Branwenn is marked for death, thrust into a world where survival is a brutal battle. Torn from the familiar kitchens and bustling court life she knew, she's cast into the harsh, unforgiving camp to unearth her heritage. In this brutal crucible, Branwenn endures, honing her combat skills and rising through the ranks to become a fierce warrior. But even strength and skill are no guarantee of survival. Betrayal lurks in the shadows, and when a deadly conspiracy unravels, Branwenn is forced to confront not only the secrets behind her mother's murder but also the otherworldly forces that seek to control her destiny. A manipulative sorcerer-lord whispers promises of power, tempting her with a path to vengeance, but at what cost? Branwenn stands at a crossroads. Will she succumb to the darkness and become a pawn in a deadly game, or will she forge her own path, even if it means facing the monstrous truths within herself? This is a spin-off inspired by the captivating works of Sarah J. Maas, a delightful blend of homage, spoof, and fan fiction. Full credit is attributed to her exceptional characters and the wondrous world she envisioned.

In Prythian, she was nothing more than a little girl destined to marry whichever male her father thrusted her upon. In Doranelle, she can start over. She must start over. Astraia knows she needs to forget what happened in that mountain cabin, but even if the echoes of her mother's screams didn't ring in her ears, she wouldn't be able to let go of the taunting question: if she died, why didn't she stay dead. Even more pressing, why did she wake up on another world? Taken under the wings of four ancient brothers who may have motives of their own for adopting a twelve year-old Fae girl, Astraia begins to ask herself the questions she never wanted to face, and in doing so, learns more about herself and her world-both of them-than she could ever imagine. More worrisome are the tremors that begin to ripple through Doranelle and the neighboring continent, Erilea; her new family speaks of a race called Valg, a wicked Fae Queen, and a bloodline that possesses an ember of magic destined to become a raging wildfire. Armed with shadows and stars, Astraia must decide where she will stand in that battle. For it is coming. And no amount of preparation will ready her for the war made to rattle the stars that have watched over her for centuries. *PREQUEL TO A COURT OF SUN AND STARS*