"I see you. I see it all and I am not afraid." ✯　　•°　°✵　.　*　✦　☆ "I am addicted to you. To your eyes, your smile, your lips, your laugh. There is not one part of you, inside or out, that I do not love and adore. Not one part that isn't always on my mind. You have captured me and I find myself not ever wanting to escape. You are everything I could ever want, everything I could ever dream of needing. I have been lost all of my life, Lyra. Searching, wandering. But by you, I am completed. With you, I am finally home." 　 The High Lord of The Night Court x Original Character Highest Rankings: #1 in rhys #2 in acotar *Currently covers events in acotar through acowar (will continue at least through acofas) *Mature Content - reader discretion advised - *Trigger Warnings - torture- forced drug use - gore - mentions of rape - forced public nudity - panic attacks - trauma - mentions of suicide / suicidal thoughts

(Morrigan × OC) Facade. We all think nobody can see through ours. Why do we have them? What are we hiding? Sorrow? Because we don't want to be weak? Happiness? Because it's so precious that we have to hide it? When do we realise others have one? Is it a human instinct then? To hide vulnerability and happiness both? If it was an instinct and everyone had one, then that would have comforted Morrigan. As life would have it, she had to learn that facades are delicate. They slip on and off and some people can see through them. A lot more than what she would have liked.

A year has passed since Seren Marzena returned to the Night Court with her mate, Azriel. Their time of rest is coming to an end. Plans long kept silent are now being enacted. All across Prythian, threats are revealing themselves. The three Mortal Queens have returned and pledged their allegiance to Koschei, an ancient god who is determined to see Prythian crumble beneath him. Old allies are becoming new enemies as Koschei's influence spreads. He and the Queens must be defeated before they locate Prythian's most powerful artifacts. Time is running out for everyone. If the Courts cannot band together and summon their remaining allies in time, all will be lost. Seren isn't willing to see that happen, and she will do whatever she can to aid her family in their fight to save Prythian. Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story takes place two years after A Court of Silver Flames. Most of the artwork used in this story was found on Pinterest. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed June 22, 2021 My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

Some say that everyone's fate is already determined. If that's the case, Estelle Marzena is greatly disappointed with hers. Her greatest dream is to participate in the Illyrian Blood Rite and become a Carynthian warrior, like so many in her family. She has been training for the Rite her entire life, and yet, she continues to be told that she isn't ready. Estelle must find a way to prove her skills to her mentors so that she can prove her skills to the world, and she might have unwittingly stumbled across a way to do that. Being the bastard son of the High Lord of Dawn isn't something Mikael Anik takes lightly. Despite his parents' love and acceptance, Mikael continued to feel the pressure and unease of his people. His birth parents never married and he is a Peregryn halfbreed, the likes of which had never become a High Lord before. Mikael is devoted to proving himself to both his fathers and his people, but can he do that and deal with a surprisingly irritating Shadowsinger at the same time? Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story is set several years after A Court of Silver Flames and follows the storyline laid out in my previous fanfictions. This story may not fall in line with the actual storyline once the ACOTAR series is continued and will NOT be updated to match it. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with sexual content, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed September 14, 2021 My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

After ACOSF Two years after the king of Hybern fell, two years of peace in Prythian. As the Inner Circle gets their routine, starts living their life to its fullest, something happens. A strange young woman, with a foggy history is stranded high up in the Night Court. The Inner Circle decides to check the situation. Upon arriving, it is more than odd that she survived the ice cold seawater. But the one thing that gives them the bigger interest is that this woman, Aurora, has shadows like Azriel. Trying to find out who she is and how she got those shadows, they take her back to Velaris. Azriel is intrigued by her appearance and her past. They discover a tragic and very dangerous thing about Aurora. She is cursed in a way no one has ever seen. She is more dangerous than anyone could've imagined. But she has shadows like Azriel. He cannot let that go. The Inner Circle will try to find a remedy and who she is. (With a song from AURORA) NOMINATED WATTYS 2021

Brinna, an Illyrian half-breed, has given every piece of herself away until there is nothing but hatred in her veins. She hates Illyrian males more than anything. Azriel believes he's caught a traitor amongst the ranks, a female who ran from her camp and betrayed her legion. Sensing the deep, unending bond between them, Azriel feels hope. Instead he finds walls of steal and ice cold rage in a mate determined to hate him. _ "What did they do to you?" His voice was soft, pleading as he furrowed his brow and searched and pulled on that tether that seemed to be bound to nothing but solid steel and adamant now. "What they've done to me is no concern of yours, shadowsinger," she spat the word like a curse. _ Slowburn, enemies to lovers, Azriel/OC (trigger warnings in later chapters)

"Perhaps this is death and it's playing a game with me. Maybe that's all death is, reliving the moment it took those that you most loved." Kaira's life ends with her family in the cold snow on the edge of the wall dividing fae and human lands. She's only a husk as she makes a bargain with a murderous Hybern soldier to keep her heart beating and is suddenly reborn from the Cauldron into a completely new world. But whatever the Cauldron awakened in her isn't just High Fae and may not even be Fae at all. As she's thrust into new surroundings with a host of strangers and an upcoming war, Kaira has to decide where her loyalties lie and what, or who, she's willing to fight for. *Takes place during ACOWAR* *I DO NOT OWN SARAH J. MAAS' WORK. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SCENES I CREATE*

A girl wakes up in a world she has only read about. Together with the people living in this world, she believes a whole lot of adventures!