❛in which she kills❜ The Red Death was well-known. She was a tale used to scare children from talking to strangers, from wandering in markets, from venturing past the garden gates and slipping out of their mother's grasp. Her name was whispered around campfires, rumours of her cruelty, horror stories of the carnage she has left behind bringing friends to a stock-still, wide-eyed silence. There was not one faerie in Prythian who had not heard her name muttered in emptying taverns, in the eulogies of the deceased, in meetings between warlords and warriors. The Red Death is vicious, they said, the Red Death has murderous eyes. The Red Death drinks the blood of her victims. The Red Death always keeps a souvenir. The Red Death is coming for the Shadowsinger. She is coming for Azriel. began - 2022/10/22 finished - ? rights to ichorandambrosia

"Her wings are made of starlight." In which a mortal girl and an immortal Illyrian are gifted neighboring cells Under The Mountain and change each other's lives forever. 𝑨𝑪𝑶𝑻𝑨𝑹 - 𝐧𝐢𝐜𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟐 © 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝒙 𝒄𝒂𝒏𝒏𝒐𝒏!𝒎𝒂𝒍𝒆

➸ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the youngest sister of four has to fall into the deepest pit of hell to reach heaven. （ azriel x fem!oc ） ↳ slowburn! 𝗝𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗝𝗲𝘄𝗲𝗹𝘀 𝗱𝘂𝗲𝘁 - 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛𝑒 [acotar - acosf] -› ᴄᴇʟɪᴀᴛᴍ (Warnings, etc. are in the book | previously called LOVED ONES) ¡Slow updates!

!! This story is currently in the process of being heavily edited !! [Progress: edited through chapter 2] |A COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES| Perhaps it was her own fault that the people around her always ended up hurt. Perhaps she had done something, stumbled upon some curse that doomed everything she cared about to be touched by the flame. ~ Soraya Beddor was supposed to die alongside her family the night their house was burned to the ground. To the rest of the world, she was but another body that hadn't been found among the ashes. Maybe a piece of her did die that night. Because now all she wants is to hurt the people who hurt her. To find Feyre Archeron and the faeries that sentenced she and her family to death, and make them feel every bit of her pain. But does she have it in her to become just as monstrous as those who left her to ruin?