Chaolwestfall Stories

A Throne of Glass Fanfiction Original series by Sarah J. Maas Meet Chaol Westfall -- a character known by all as being one of Aelin's closest friends. But what if Aelin decided to reveal her true feelings for Chaol? Feelings that may not be the most desirable? Warning: contains minor spoilers Note: This story is only for amusement.

-Set after HoF- On return from Wendlyn, Celaena Sardothien, Aelin Galathynius, must decide where her loyalties lie. With Rowan, stupid, insufferable Rowan who bound himself to her, or with Chaol. Whatever the decision, disastrous possibilities lie ahead. However the confrontation, the King is sure to be the toughest thing ever faced by Celaena. And, with the return of magic to adarlanian civilians, will Celaena have an unquestionable army, or a group of dim wits who can no longer tell up from down? How Celaena plays this one, is down to her. However, this is no simple game of chess.... This is a war.

Everything Throne of Glass! Everything I Love! Disclaimer: I own nothing! Every page is a spoiler! Thanks for reading!

My personal fancast of the Throne of Glass series (:

Aelin and Feyre are both highstrung, and very very powerful. Good thing they belong to different worlds, right? Wrong. When a mysterious dark force threatens both of these Kingdoms, both courts must learn how to work in tandem in order to ensure safety among them ***DISCLAIMER*** I DO NOT OWN THE CHARCATERS All Characters belong to Sarah J Maas.

In a time before any mention of war - Chaol attends a party with Dorian. There, he watches as Dorian dances with a girl - a girl he does not trust. A girl with long, blonde hair and a feline grace he could not ignore.

*BEING REWRITTEN!!* Hi sorry but I lost motivation for this story and then didn't like where it had been heading so I'm planning and writing. I'm aiming to tidy up the storyline and characters a bit more, get a grasp on the backstories and plots that wrote themselves into existence in my brain. ~~~ Light pours into my cell. I see a shadow. It's him again. But not just him. There's a whispering in my ear but this time I don't shrink away from it. "Who are you?" My voice sounds croaky, quiet even to me. They don't reply. ~~~ Throne of glass fanfic Oc x Fenrys #3 Rejected mates 1/11/23 #3 AelinAshryverGalathynius 18/11/23 #5 Snowleopard 15/12/23 #5 FenrysMoonbeam 5/12/23 #4 ChaolWestfall 27/11/23 #1 DorianHavilliard 27/11/23 #12 SarahJMaas 4/1/24 Be warned there may be spoilers for the actual book series. Please follow me so you can be updated and continue reading. Thanks! All credit for original books and characters goes to Sarah J. Maas

When most of the characters on your basic af list of YA books all come together in modern day New York.

So, yeah. Everything is in the title. Enjoy? I do not own Throne Of Glass or its characters(sadly) REQUESTS ARE CLOSED AND WILL BE IGNORED. DMS ASKING FOR REQUESTS WILL ALSO BE IGNORED

Vanessa Blue. I suppose that's what they call me. I prefer to go by Peaches. But, now, it seems like all I can be called is Prisoner. Because I. Refuse. To. Talk. They cant get anything out of me. I wont tell them about my mom, Aelin. Or my dad, Rowan. I am the last living Whitethorn, Ashrvyer, and Galathynius. Blue? It's my favorite color, my mood, and the color of the sword that slaughtered my parents. And that same blue sword, is coming for me next. I need to get the word out, spread the talk. Because if there's anybody that can help me, it's YOU. Yes, you. The demigods. The children of the ones who have watched over me my entire life. It's time for us to meet once more. And it's time for me to get my kingdom back.

Set after Heir of Fire. Will try and tie into Queen of Shadows. -On hold-

Dorian Havilliard has always wanted more than his dull royal life. Chaol Westfall has always put his duties before everything else. When Chaol visits Rifthold, the two boys begin a wonderful friendship that will stand the test of time. Join Chaol and Dorian as they grow up, learn to love, forgive and, mostly importantly, learn that friends, even in the darkest of times, will always be there for you.

the missing wedding scene we deserve from Tower of Dawn by Sarah J. Maas

Manon and Dorian Highschool AU: Manon Blackbeak runs because that is all she knows to do. Run, and drive. Because she could not fly, Manon drives. She wished she could fly though. It would be so much simpler. But, of course, she cannot, so drives until her legs hurt and she's breathless. Dorian Havilliard drives because he does not fear life. Because empty dirt roads and the endless turn of wheels was all he ever wanted his entire life. So, one day, a week before Manon started her fourth high school of the last two years, she's dragged to a party by her cousin Asterin. Feeling awkward and heavy, Manon leaves to do what she does best, drive. Dorian Havilliard escapes his own party to do the same. The drinks and skin gets on his nerves. The money and bling, evidence of his family who refuses to speak to him. One night, when he finds a girl with a key as a weapon, breath that smells like grape jolly ranchers, and cat eyes, on his usual road, he's entranced to learn more about her. To figure out why her lips were dyed red and her hair dyed white. Why he had never seen her before? Manon doesn't kill pretty boys. Well, she doesn't kill in general, but she'd thought about it. So, when she finds a pretty boy following her, then reaching into her car when she stepped away once to take a picture of the moon she contemplated killing pretty boys. Except this boy--this boy looked at her like she was a pretty girl.

There was something worth fighting for. Elide was sure of that, even if coming from a abusive home she still saw the light in all the darkness around her. But what she never thought is that a person could be worth fighting for. But then she met Lorcan.

Aelin has suffered through much in her short life time, but not the drama high school. Aelin is consumed by grief and heart ache after Rowan, her husband and mate dies. Her friends can not bare to see her in such pain, so they decide to leave Erilea with her, and go to the foreign continent spoken of only in myths and fairy tales called America, where they hope she can experience the normal teenage life and let go of the pain. Though how could one do such a thing?