Feyrearcheron Stories

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 COURT OF THORNS AND ROSES| Sequel to "Touched by the Flame" The girl who fell from the stars was a monster. She only had to figure out how to hide it from the world that wasn't her own. Nyx Archeron was born of magic. He need only learn to control his power before it became his downfall, and he the ruin of the court he was destined to inherit.

She wore her truth in her eyes Molded stones of love and tragedy and freckled constellations of pleasures and pain from a life's true story -ATTICUS

UNEDITED// IN THE PROCESS OF BEING RE-WRITEN **This is a Throne Of Glass and ACOTAR crossover set in Prythian eight years after ACOSF** When she was six, Leia was stolen from her father, Gavriel, by Maeve and tortured until she bled and finally escaped when she was 17. When she was 25, Amaris, daughter of the last High Lord Of The Night Court, was believed dead, murdered by the spring court, only to be captured by Hybern. And was put in the fighting ring for 'entertainment' and tortured in his dungeons until centuries later, when she was taken to the king's throne room. At seven years old, Astraea was a child no-one claimed and was more powerful than anyone - even some of the old High Lords and nobility of Terrasen and Wendlyn. Was almost killed but saved by a young girl who didn't care how much power she had. When they were parted, she told her "stay with the shadow singer, don't trust the golden green eyed beast and wait for me in the incoming dawn" When Amaris and Leia meet, they become the bestest of friends, sisters more like, but when everyone believed them dead, along with the other eight, the last of them may the only thing that can save them from being forgotten. After the war, can memories bring them back to their realm, or are they lost forever? When Astraea suddenly finds herself alone, will she be able to trust the two winged males that find her? ----- Snippet She fought like a wildcat. Ripping and clawing at Hybern's soldiers, doing anything to prevent it. From going in there "Put her in." The unyielding voice of old. There was nothing she could do as they shoved her in that merciless archaic cauldron- **Most characters belong to Sarah J Maas apart from the ones I've made up** 𝐀/𝐍 𝟓𝟎𝟎 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐬 𝟐𝟐/𝟎𝟏/𝟐𝟒

As part of a deal they had no control over, Velaris and Aideoneus find themselves in a deadly magical world they know little about. Following the loss of their former life, the siblings struggle to find themselves in a world set on killing them. Their beliefs, loyalty, and bond are tested when the two siblings are pulled in different directions.

In which the inner circle of the night court has a group chat.

In which the youngest Archeron has to find her way through the darkest of waters. ~ OC Archeron story, all characters mentioned beside my OC belong to Sarah J. Maas.

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

After the War against Hybern, Ariciya returns to her life within the Court of Dreams and Illyrian military. Meanwhile, the Inner Circle searches for a way to break the spell on Vassa that binds her to the form of a firebird during the day. But, two years and zero working solutions later, whispers about the Mortal Queens rallying their forces for a revenge strike on Prythian surface. New weapons are being forged, and they need to prepare as soon as possible. As a result, Ariciya is faced with a dilemma-will she be able to face her demons and stand at the front alongside Cassian, or will she go down in history as the girl who wasn't supposed to survive? **I do not own the characters or places mentioned other than Ariciya, Bernike, and a couple unofficial locations that were created to further expand my interpretation of Sarah J Maas' world.

Set 100 years in the future. Feyre pays Tamlin a visit after he hurts her niece (Nessian's daughter) who is mated to Tamlin's son. This is based on a roleplay inspired by Chrissy on tiktok (@readwithchrissy https://www.tiktok.com/@readwithchrissy)

Nessian one-shots for those with an attention span as short as my own and a new competitor in the battle for OTP after reading ACOSF. Most likely just cute little fluffies because I have absolutely no confidence in my abilities to write smut :) All characters belong the the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas

( acotar x fem! harry potter ) After so much time, she thought the prophecy was fulfilled. They celebrated her. A symbol. A hero. The Girl-Who-Lived. But just when she and her group thought they could rest-when the war was over, and they could finally begin recovering from the vast amount of death and tragedy they had survived-the magic did not let h̶e̶r̶ them rest. It tore them from their rebuilding home and took them to a different realm.....one where immortals wear crowns, lands are divided by seasons and power, and a realm where a war was at its peak. （ rhysand x oc ）+ azriel (maybe lol) beautiful cover by @ irxnblade

Feyre finds out she's pregnant with her and Rhysand's child. Frightened by if Rhys would be happy, she hides her pregnancy. They had all of eternity after all, so why not wait? But what happens when Rhysand eventually figures it out? Or when an old foe threatens their possible only chance of having a child? Fae children are few and far between after all.

(ACOTAR from Rhysand's POV) "After a decade, I stopped expecting to see my friends or my people again. I forgot what their faces looked like. And I stopped hoping." When Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, sacrificed everything for his family, he knew he was condemning himself to hell. But he didn't care, not if it meant that everything and everyone he loved would be safe. So Rhysand accepted his fate, embraced the role he was forced to play for the survival of the ones he loved. And after a time, the hell of it all closed in, the walls choking all hope of ever being free. Until the day Feyre Archeron came and knocked those walls down. (Contains spoilers for ACOTAR and ACOMAF!! Read at your own risk!) (This is a fanfiction, I don't own ACOTAR or any of its contents!!)

One-shot of Rhys' POV on Calanmai/Fire Night

Mix of ACOTAR and Throne of Glass! Alternate universe when Aelin fell through the void in KOA, I haven't read Kingdom Of Ash-so I will be making up things and remember that oof :, ) Dorian is Fae, he and Connall and Fenrys are brothers, they're Feyre and Rhys' sons. The three males were stolen at birth.

ACOTAR Fanfiction Andra is forced to compete in the dark queen Amarantha's "Court of Champions", a group of Prythian's most highly skilled warriors who are forced to fight to the death in a spectacle of bloodshed every Solstice celebration Under the Mountain. Andra has given up hope of living through Amarantha's cruelty. In her final Solstice battle - the one Andra knows will kill her - she's matched with an opponent unlike any she's ever faced before...

"Are you going to stay there the whole time?" Alex dared to ask, his form resembling Suriel in the shadows, as if he were a bogeyman. With his arms crossed and a curious look on his face, he watched Feyre with a brush in her hand and a white canvas in front of her. "You'd better sit down; if you faint, and Tamlin comes in and sees me here with you passed out, it's goodbye to my tea and afternoon coffee." "I'm fine..." Feyre breathed. "I just need a moment." Alex furrowed his brow. "You need therapy, that's what you need." Waking up as a Suriel shapeshifter in a realm full of fairies and humans wasn't exactly what Alex had in mind for the weekend, but what can you do? Suriels can't complain. Plus, he apparently had the luck of having a partnership bond? Geez.