Feyra Stories

this is a fanfic about Azriel and Gwen from the court of thorns and roses series by Sarah j. maas

25,754,400 minutes from the moment he spat in Amarantha's face. The moment he declared he would sooner rather marry a human than ever bed the blood red haired witch. Seven times seven years later Tamlin sent his last sacrifice across the wall. Leaving Pyrithian in the hands of a human girl who killed one of his sentries, killing him like a lamb for slaughter, with nothing but hatred in her heart for his kind. Beyond the mask. Beyond the faerie nature, and into the soul beneath, would she- could she truly love Tamlin even when he deemed himself unlovable so many years ago? This is Tamlin's story. His point of view.

Part 4 of my original story. (c) Emi Fairbrass 2017

Part 3 of my original story (c) Emi Fairbrass 2017

The story of a mysterious princess of Hybern who was sent to study and grow among the elite of the court of night (and prythiam)

Fate....what a cruel word Past...an even crueler word What happens when the fire of the past returns? Will Thomas be reborn or will he perish with the flames.... For fm and my three sisters

Shadows and Starlight

With the war coming they're going to need all the help they can get. She's been avoiding the fight for 500 years. After most of her family get killed in a war hundreds of years ago, she vowed to stop fighting, but they need her to help in this war more than ever. He's a spymaster, a Shadowsinger, a member on the court. He hates asking for help, but he needs hers. After she makes a deal with the shadow man, she's thrust into a life she tried to forget. Shame and regrets eat at both of them, but can they survive long enough to make it through the war? "She lifted her chin; her blue eyes met his hazel ones. They didn't look away. She had a love-hate relationship with how beautiful he was. She loved it because she could look at him all day, but at the same time she hated it because she wanted to break his nose so he wouldn't be so damned beautiful. She studied the way his dark hair fell perfectly over the golden-brown skin of his forehead. The elegant line of his lightly stubbled jaw. His lips. It's like the cauldron spent extra time working on his mouth. The mouth that she's spent so much time kissing so long ago. She knows what his mouth looks like swollen from kissing, what it tastes like."

What happens when a girl is throwed in to a unknown world filled with magic,love, monsters and wings?

When Aelin is trapped by Meave, she did not expect to escape, and definitely not to another world. A world called Prythian, where she knew no one and nothing about. Will she get the help to get home, ore will she be stuck there forever. Takes place after EoS and in ACOWAR. Enjoy