Acourtofmistandfury Stories

LUCIENNA VANSERRA WAS THE YOUNGEST CHILD OF THE AUTUMN COURT HIGH LORD. She was born sickly, despised by her mother, her brothers filling the hole she left. Her path crosses with a night court spymaster once she is grown. Lucienna Vanserra was prepared to face the consequences once their mating bond snapped in place. Azriel x OC Female || All Rights Reserved ||

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 heart-rending. This is the story of the Evening Star, of the young woman who wields the Sun in her hands and wears the Moon upon her throat. Of the Cursed Crown, which bows to no master it does not choose. And of the man born of shadows, irrevocably bound to her by the tongue of death itself. And, in the end, it is also the story of us: the nothingness that reached, at last, for something greater than ruin. 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. If you're looking for a lighthearted romance that progresses quickly, this may not be the story for you. 𓆩✴𓆪 Chapters average between 8,000 and 10,000 words.

❝I Love You. Even If The Fates Unraveled Our Destiny, I Would Find A Way Back to You.❞ Rhysand ╱ Slow Updates . © fawnywoods, 2025.

Well, well, well. Did you miss me? I can spot a couple of new faces lurking in the back, so I suppose introductions are needed. I'm Kalliope Aoidós, a Book Jumper, and thanks to my family's spectacularly inconvenient curse, I've once again found myself trapped in an adventure. The odds of dying a horrible death? Alarmingly high, as usual. Just the way we like it. What can I say? I have standards. In a time of ancient gods, warlords and kings. A land in turmoil cried out for a hero. No, wait. That's Xena. I love the drama but we need one or two adjustments. Let's try again. In a time of the Cauldron and the Mother, of High Lords ruling their courts, deadly bargains, and the King of Hybern brooding over conquest and destruction, the fae people cried out for a hero to spare them from slaughter and an absolutely catastrophic plotline. At last, there came Kalliope, the mighty Book Jumper, forged in the heat of stories and questionable narrative decisions. Power struggles, reckless passions, political schemes, betrayals, ancient secrets, suspiciously attractive enemies, and enough emotional damage to keep therapists employed for centuries, all would be met with relentless sarcasm by the one woman who alone had the power to change the world. Over the top? Absolutely. But read my adventures first and then tell me with a straight face that I oversold any of it. All rights to the original characters, setting, and source material belong to their respective copyright holders. My original character and original additions to this fan work are © 2026 AnemoneMarino Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover and banners are made by me.

Wind wielders were extinct, as rare as shadow singers, and hunted into extinction millennia ago. Except for one. Zara Aphelion was living a double life, cast in the shadow of her own legend. Forced to hide her lineage and abilities, Zara struggles to navigate the beginnings of the second war, and to shoulder the burdens of the secrets she's forced to keep for the Dawn Court. But when a certain shadow singer discovers her secrets and forces them out into the open, everything goes to hell, and Zara is thrust down a past she could never have prepared herself for All rights go to Sarah j Mass, except for Zara and her storyline

A 165 day countdown (I CAN'T HELP THAT I'M OBSESSED) to ACOFAS!

Five hundred years. Five long centuries since Feyre was Made, since she was given life again. But it wasn't entirely on a whim, because she finished what she started by her unfulfillment of Amarantha's bargain. She killed Hybern, she has since orchestrated peace. She was Made for a reason. And Prythian has always been aware of her. Cover is by Elluna on DeviantArt.

Exactly what the title says. Enjoy the wonders of Rowaelin, Feysand, and many many memes. And some quotes. I do not own the art inside. Book 1.

Fan Fiction based off of the series A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas. The events in this story take place after the second book, A Court of Mist and Fury.

A Feyre X Rhysand fanfiction set after the events of A Court of Thorns and Roses. The High Lord of the Night Court comes to Feyre to collect his debt. I can't wait for this in ACOMAF, and I know lots of people can't either so this is for all my fellow Rhys trash out there ;) xx (and yes, the title is a Shakespearean quote)

After centuries of running away from her past, Sirona finally returns to the Spring Court for the sake of an old friend who needs her healing power. What she doesn't realize is that she's bringing a lot more than her life magic to Tamlin's court...

Thousands of years before Feyre Cursebreaker was so much as a whisper of thought on the breeze, there was another girl in another forest - Carbhan, a half fae girl eking out a living in the largest and most vicious court in Prythian, the Dusk Court. When she is captured attempting to protect her friends, she finds herself a possession of the coolly sadistic High Lord Caer, oft known as The Bringer of Sleep. But not everything is as it seems in the bloody court - enemies may become allies as Carbhan navigates the waters of prejudice and entitlement that make up her home, even as the winds of a cruel revolution threaten to destroy the Dusk Court once and for all. Through it all, there are some secrets Carbhan would do anything to protect... even if it means turning her back on the dark and troubled man who seems to be stealing her heart. You do not have to read the A Court of Thorns and Roses series to read A Court of Bones and Twilight.

Aelin Ashryver Galathynius, decides that its time her daughter goes on an adventure. And what better adventure is there than going to a different world? Elena ends up fighting against demons beside her own, and everything seems to escalate rather fast. Including her feelings for the Spymaster, Azriel, which presents a different kind of problem. As things in Prythian go to shit, Elena tries to keep herself together. But it's rather difficult while fighting off something that may be a bit more than a physical attraction to Azriel, so she's bound to slip up eventually. - ONGOING #1 in feyrearcheron #1 in aelinashryvergalathynius #2 in acotar

A one shot based on the Illyrian Blood Rite - the trial Illyrians in training must go through in order to become true warriors.

This is a collection of one-shots about the book series A Court of Thorns & Roses by Sarah J. Maas. If you haven't read the books, I definitely recommend them! And as for the timing, most of these stories will take place somewhere between the middle of A Court of Mist and Fury and the beginning of A Court of Wings and Ruin. Warning: Lots of Feysand and Nessian fluff lol (and also some Elriel stuff too) I do not own any of the characters.

Short stories, flash fiction, and drabbles from Velaris, the Night Court, Prythian and beyond the Continent. Characters belong to Sarah J. Maas Cover art belongs to Charlie Bowater

I know I usually make unfinished works so please hang in there I have a plan for this one! disclaimers- -I may or may not make a romance but if I do it will not be until the inner circle is introduced -Blais is 17 at the start but by the time ACOMAF starts they will be 18 I may add more but it is basically Feyre's sibling Blais who is included in the story with the story being from both of their perspectives This story has been abandoned but the second book in the series (acomaf) has been taken up again. It's the same characters but a continued story

it is not easy to be a female in prythian. it is even more difficult when you're the daughter of a high lord. the expectations are great, and the punishments for failure are even greater. all you have known for your entire life is falling in line. yet, when you are expected to marry another, you choose to do something for yourself: run into the arms of your mate. or, a series of interconnected oneshots surrounding the life and times of eris vanserra and his blossom.

His Soldier was just the beginning of Regina's story. So, I am happy to bring you His High Lady. ------------- Continuation to His Soldier. ------------- "Shush it. I am the High Lady of the Spring Court. We are partners in this..." ------------- I do not own anything except Regina Elevaris as a character.

"To her I am the storm, As I fall for her in all ways possible. May it be as quiet as the rain or as loud as the thunder , it didn't matter because I am hopelessly unapologetically hers. The only difference is I will never stop, not as the world burns to nothing but dust or as time stops flying, because even then I will love her. -Eris Vanserra "You know, I once asked him if he was an artist because they create. That is what they do , that is what I do. But he said no, which I find quite funny because in his own peculiar way he had made my life, my world better. He set the universe on fire yet not once was I burned as I loved all of him, even the parts that were broken." -Dandelion Hollowswiff Not even the Mother would have knows that the loud, cheerful, human bard would barge her way into the heart of the grumbling, trickster, fae heir of the autumn court. Who just so happens to be on a quest to find the very object that could destroy or heal the world.