New beginnings. Fresh starts. In two seperate worlds, kingdoms are rebuildings, cities are rejoicing, and people are beginning anew. Both Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, and Feyre Archeon, High Lady of the Night Court, are helping to heal their realms, and are helping others to recover from seperate war...
Feyre Archeron is kidnapped by the High Lord of the Night Court. He has taken her to be his bride... but not only his. His best friends Cassian and Azriel want her too. Feyre finds herself falling for all three Illyrians, the bride of her very own reverse harem.
I see there are lack of nice Feysand stuff. Some are Nessian and Elriel also I hope you like them. ╰•★★ -𝐒𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 ★★•╯
Azriel had always been a control freak. He liked to be in control of every aspect of his life, including his bedroom. Gwyn is headstrong and eager and won't submit easily, which only makes Azriel want her more. He wants to teach her a lesson about how sometimes, submitting can be fun, too. [NSFW 18+]
{ACOTAR AU - BOOK 1} "The Daughter of Dawn and the Spymaster of the Night Court locked eyes... and the mating bond snapped into place." After suffering decades of torture during the reign of Amarantha, Auriella, daughter of Thesan and Zephyr, tries her best to recover from the trauma and damage that has been done to h...
*seize the night* Like father, like son people say. Especially when Nyx, the son of a certain High Lord, suddenly lays eyes on a mortal girl. The young female makes the arrogant and smug walls of the High Lord's heir tumble instantaneously. She sweeps him off his feet and the landing is harsh. Difficulties come sweep...
A Gwynriel fanfiction........🖤 In the game of twisted fates and illicit affairs, Lucien Vanserra soon finds himself drowned and lost. Everything started over a night. The longest of them. And shredded all hopes of dawn as it reached its peak. Will Lucien survive the ploy he himself has orchestrated or shall he die...
Lucien returns to Velaris after the war with Hybern, full of anxiety about being so near to Elain. He tries to find a place among Rhysand's Inner Circle and find the balance between getting to know his mate without being overbearing. For months, Elain has been having a recurring dream of autumn forests. When Lucien re...
Sent on a quest to find the final piece of the Dread Trove, Azriel and Gwyn find themselves in the Mortal Lands. Far away from Prythian, a land of magic and beauty, a magic of its own grows between them. Facing long forgotten enemies and painful new betrayals, can their new found love survive?
A collection of Acotar One-shots and headcanons, If you guys have requests, I'll take them, but no promises on how long it will take. Cover features fanart by Charlie Bowater
It has been 2 years since the war, and Lucien and Elain have grown closer and closer. Will Elain accept the mating bond? ACOTAR fanfiction
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? ...
Spoilers for ACOSF, do not read this unless you have finished ACOSF AND the Azriel pov chapter * * * * * Training without Nesta and Cassian should have been fine, if it weren't for Gwyn, if it weren't for how he could never approach her. Some nights he needs an escape, but never expected her to hear his song in the sh...
A series of oneshots about Elain and Azriel's relationship. The stories range from the transition of their relationship from platonic to romantic all the way over to their life as a married couple. Most of the prompts were requested by people on tumblr, though I will also be taking requests here! Just leave them in th...
Once there was a girl who lived in light. She was strong and smart, and commanded over the armies of the Day Court, until she was burned by one close to her. Then she became an echo, living off the light of her memories to stay alive in the dim cell, and holding on to every last bit of strength to withstand their tort...
