An Elucien Holiday Novella Lucien still didn't look at her. "I have spoken with Feyre. She, as you know, has spell-cleaving abilities - far greater than my own." Another deep shuddering breath. "And she has agreed to break our bond." Elain froze in her seat. Her mind wiped of all reason. Of all words. Lucien continued, "Tomorrow." Elain's heart stuttered. He finally met her eyes, and a warm smile spread on his lips. Warm and comforting and sincere. It made Elain sick. Lucien stood gracefully and held out his hand. Numbly, Elain placed her fingers in his palm. Then he raised her knuckles to his lips, just like a knight in one of the books that Nesta read to her as a girl. Just like a prince. Just like a gentleman. "Happy Solstice, Elain." And he left. *** All chapters uploaded 130 pages, approx 40 K words

"oh bite me, harrington" "love you too, henderson" in which neither lydia henderson nor steve harrington have feelings for each other. at least they think they don't. season 1 of stranger things part 1 of the "my girl" series stevexhenderson!oc [completed] [edited]

"WHO THE HELL ARE YOU?" "I'M THE BABYSITTER ASSHOLE!" ( steve harrington x oc ) ( season 2 ) ( part 2 out now! ) #5 in steveharrington 9.26.18 #12 in strangerthings 12.29.18 #1 in eighties 3.04.19 #1 in dustinhenderson 3.25.19

When she meets his eye, it's like those times when they glance at each other during training, when they're in perfect agreement for an extended, shining moment. Azriel extends his hand, his Siphon gleaming cobalt and his fingers bare even in this cold, the scars an intricate mark of whatever he himself has survived. "Welcome to the mission, Gwyn," he says, and Gwyn wants to savor it, the feeling of his hand wrapped around hers, his long fingers brushing her wrist. The approval she sees in those lovely eyes. She could swear she sees one of his shadows make its way up her arm. &&& While Azriel and Gwyn work to free Koschei's captives, attraction turns into something more.

Rhysand's warning was crystal clear. "Stay away from Elain...or else." "Or else what?" Azriel couldn't help but think. "Rhysand is full of empty threats." Azriel is ready to put his heart out on the line for true love, but is he willing to sacrifice everything? His family, his friends, even his future? -------------------- After the traumatizing events of the Blood Rite, Gwyn, with all her new-found glory, receives her first mission assignment. Will she be successful? Or will she let the secrets of her past be her downfall? Call Me Home is a story of actions, consequences, and learning your worth. Told in both Azriel and Gwyn's POV. COVER ART BY @cosmikla on instagram this was a commission paid for by myself. Please do not repost or crop the image. Thank you WORLD AND CHARACTERS BELONG TO SARAH J MASS

Evalin's mother once told her about walking through worlds and that caught Evalin's attention. Even though her mother made her promise to never try to do it, but she couldn't keep the promise. One time things went bad, she almost lost her life but a winged handsome and arrogant fae male saved her... even though she did not need saving.

The Little Mermaid re-telling of Az and Gwyn. All character belong to Sarah J Maas. Fan art on the cover belongs to @izziesdrawings on Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/izziesdrawings/

ACOTAR FanFiction AzrielxOC slowburn romance "Is there something you need to say, Azriel?" She studied him, and her eyes seemed to glow in the darkness. He couldn't keep his eyes off of her, too. Azriel could feel his heart pounding in his ears, his shadows tucking in tight, and his breath hitch in his throat, but he could do nothing to stop himself as he breathed out - "I'm your mate." --- Though a semblance of peace had arrived, the war with Hybern had left a gaping wound in Prythian. The High Lords form alliances with far away fae territories, in an attempt to rebuild order within their world and establish peace. One by one, emissaries meet with the High Lords of Prythian, striking treaties and alliances. But when a new kingdom, that of the Syrens, come to them wanting a place amid their Treaty, only the High Lord and Lady of the Night Court decide to take a chance on them. Taken under the wing of the Night Court, the emissary of the Syrens, Brianna, must form coalitions within the seven courts of Prythian, earning the trust of its High Lords, developing unlikely friendships with the Inner Circle - especially with that of a certain shadowsinger, with whom she shares a most particular type of bond. But there are secrets that people keep, secrets that, if revealed, could be the very undoing of Prythian. And as they grow close to one another, as they learn more about each other and of themselves, Azriel and Brianna will learn whether their secrets will bring them together, or tear them apart. --- Set after "A Court of Wings and Ruin", excluding the events of "A Court of Frost and Starlight". Long, slow-burn romance fan-fiction, with chapters ranging from 3K-5k words (est. 60+ chapters). Playlist for the fanfiction: "SHADOWS AND THUNDER" on Spotify. https://open.spotify.com/playlist/4S0Pfnibyo0gB52hNv6lAL?si=VhZI6HXCSSqklvXeeIMC-A DISCLAIMER: All characters excluding my original characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. Cover art by @Keyra_Shadow

It's been twenty years since Aelin Galathynius and her Court won the war. Since then, the world has begun to heal from the mutilated scars left on her land. But, after three kids fall through a portal and land in Terrasen, the fate of all they've built in jeopardy. Orcus, the enemy they thought was dead, has broken free and attacked- burning for revenge on the court who destroyed his brother and wife. Lyrian, daughter of the legendary Queen and King of Terrasen, and her very own cadre of dreamers must team up with the Two Stars and a Rose in order to free her family and save the world as they know it. "And when she opened her eyes, it was the daughter of Adarlan's Assassin staring up at the stars."

"I see you." *** Born into a nightmare world where love and true happiness always seems to be out of reach, Azriel descends on his never ending path filled with beautiful monsters and unfading scars-forever tortured by the flames that wither away at his soul and consume his entire being. With no one but his chosen family to rely on, the Shadowsinger finds that he is once again left out of the loop when his brothers find their fated loves, leaving him to embark on their journeys to true happiness. But as hope seems dim he comes across a light, withering and small but alive with life sparking in the beauty of it's white flame. And he wants nothing more to keep it to himself as a shared secret between him and his shadows.