It was a known fact: the veil between the worlds was getting thinner and thinner, so the possibility of a crash was already a certainty. The rumors started a long time ago, but no one did anything to stop it. Fortunately, time passed, we went through wars and race exterminations, but the Faerie Realms and the Mortal Lands remained almost the same, some richer and some poorer. Nobody was talking about the fallen, until now, when the fates started working their old, wicked magic and gave us an early Summer Soltice gift: an unprepared girl who was sent tumbling from the sky. Tumultuous and dangerous, Bitter and heartbreaking. This is the story of the Evening Star. About the young woman who holds the Sun as her weapon, And the Moon as an ornament. About the Cursed Crown, who chooses its own master And about the man in the shadows, irreversibly bound to her, by the tongue of death. And, after all, about us, the nothingness who catches a goal. I am the Bloody Blade, former leader of the first legion, last of my kind, banished and tormented by dark memories and here is the beginning of our story. 𓆩✴𓆪 Content Warning: This story contains explicit sexual content (including consensual and non-consensual elements), graphic violence, trauma, and mature themes. Reader discretion is advised. 𓆩✴𓆪 This is a slow-burn story. The protagonists do not meet immediately, and the beginning focuses heavily on worldbuilding and character development.

LiaLina- "tbh, the fact that i almost scrolled past this absolute masterpiece of a book should be considered a crime. Also that I only clicked on it because of the turtle" The worst thing you will do is not give it a chance! I know, I know. It's an original character with Azriel. But does Elain, Eris, or Gwyn have a super awesome pet turtle? I didn't think so. Novalie does... and she also has a ton of other secrets (ones she doesn't even know about). She also makes Azriel pretty happy. And desperate. And sappy. And touch her and ☠️. And.. Azriel and her pet turtle turn out to be bff. I think. So far... I mean at one point they have a moment where I wasn't sure who was going to win.. but they do work it out. First there was The Shadows Between Stars now There's The Crown of Dusk... The Crown of Dusk is rising. The Night Court believes the war is over. But something ancient has begun to wake. Across Prythian, monsters gather. Illyrians rebel. Creatures long imprisoned begin to move. All of them following a whisper. A name. Ariella. As the truth of her power unfolds and the lost Dusk Court stirs. Ari must face a terrifying reality. Some crowns are not chosen. Some are claimed. And the power growing inside her may destroy the very people she loves most. The Shadows Between Stars will continue in Book Two. First Chapter out now. The Crown Of Dusk 🖤

The last Inkborn in Prythian has survived centuries of hunting, her magic woven into the animals inked across her skin. Isabelle has always lived in the shadows, trusting no one-until a mysterious High Lord and his Inner Circle find her. Rhysand knows she's his mate, but Isabelle doesn't-and she has no reason to trust anyone. As the Night Court battles jealous hunters and rival courts, Isabelle must navigate a world she's never known: one of friendship, danger, and feelings she never thought she'd allow herself to feel. Can a girl born of shadows find her place in the light? And can the Night Court protect her before history repeats itself?

(This story takes place after a Court of Silver flames) After Amarantha and Hybern fell, Prythian did not heal. It fractured. Hope was a fragile thing-until the most carefully guarded secret of Prythian returned. The lost heir, hidden in a pocket realm for her own safety for over 50 years, the heir to the Winter Court. The first High Lady that exists in Prythian, but not only is she of Winter, but of another Court. The last living heir of the lost kingdom of the Dusk Court. The lost bloodline lives within her. Her return sends shockwaves through the courts, turning her into a prize, a threat, and a target. She did not come back for power or a throne-she came back for her people. For the children. For the broken and the forgotten. She never meant to fall in love. But the Cauldron does not ask permission. Bound to the most lethal male in Prythian-the Shadowsinger of the Night Court-her fate becomes entangled with a darkness that mirrors her own. Together, they will either remake Prythian... Or burn it to the ground.

Mackenzie Sawyer has lived with her uncle Charlie Swan for as long as she can remember. It has always been the two of them majority of the time, in a normal routine of their day to day lives. Mackenzie never thought the arrival of her cousin Bella Swan would turn her life upside down. TWILIGHT FIC PAUL LAHOTE X F!OC

Orphic (adj.) mysterious and entrancing; beyond ordinary understanding She thinks she's returning to rebuild her life. He thinks his world is already settled. Neither of them realizes their lives are about to collide in a way neither could have ever imagined. "They're Dani and Sam, the love they have for each other is...orphic."

And I'd give up forever to touch you 'Cause I know that you feel me somehow You're the closest to Heaven that I'll ever be And I don't wanna go home right now Joey Lynch x Fem!oc [ Boys of Tommen ]

𝑻𝒂𝒅𝒉𝒈 𝑳𝒚𝒏𝒄𝒉 is angry. Angry at the world, at their father and at the people who chose to look the other way, to ignore them, their silent pleas for help. The only way to deal with his anger is to take it out on the person who's collateral damage. Because Darragh Holland hopes he could just scratch his last name off like a birthmark if he tries hard enough. But, Darragh? He's angry too, he sees his best friend, Amber Keane, his Amber, his always almost, laughing softer when Tadhg Lynch is around. They claim to hate each other. Everyone around them knows better. ⋆୨♡୧⋆ 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 𝑲𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒆 is perfect. On the outside, she's smiling the way people do who've learned it's safer than telling the truth. Keeping her grades neat, her hair perfect and her jokes always appropriate. Inside, she's running out of places to put her pain She watched her father, dead, with a needle still warm in his arm. Her mother turning into something sharp edged and cruel. She learned how footsteps can sound different at night. How the air catches in your throat when you're alone with someone you shouldn't be afraid of. She learned how to be quiet. How to disappear without leaving. ⋆୨♡୧⋆ 𝑨𝒎𝒃𝒆𝒓 finally cracks. It's not loud, it's a quiet, devastating moment. Where her laughter fails her, where the walls she's built give away. And Tadhg watches history threaten to repeat itself. In the girl who pretends to be perfect. pretends to be unbreakable.

𝐆𝐄𝐑𝐀𝐑𝐃 𝐆𝐈𝐁𝐒𝐎𝐍 was drowning in the seas of his pain and of a past that keeps coming back in waves, and 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐀𝐍𝐄 𝐋𝐘𝐍𝐂𝐇 is a professional swimmer. ༄ 𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡: Sloane Lynch lived afraid of shadows, since they held more secrets than the sun she would never see, at least in that house. Gerard Gibson was sinking in a sea of fake smiles and stupid jokes, swallowing all his traumas and secrets like breakfast and going on with his day pretending to be happy. But when his path crosses that of a melancholic, empty girl, he no longer needs to hide his secrets, because hers pull him in as strongly as the water. 𝐁𝐎𝐘𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐓𝐎𝐌𝐌𝐄𝐍. 𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘰𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘢𝘱𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘻 𝘤𝘰𝘱𝘺𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵， 2025. oc x gerard gibson ! - ❦ 𝗌𝗍𝖺𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖽： 𝟣𝟤／𝟤𝟢／𝟤𝟢𝟤𝟧. 𝖾𝗇𝖽𝖾𝖽： ．．． [ contains hard language and explicit content. ]

What if Joey and Aoife were only friends? What if Joey met someone on his first day at Tommen instead? What if this someone was also new and with a past even worse, who needs help in using a different coping mechanism? What will become of them? Warning: this story will have mentions of abuse, death, murder and other things that could be triggering. THIS IS ALSO AN AGERE STORY