Highlord cerita

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

To all of those like me, who secretly still wishes of going to a magical realm every time they walk through an arch of weirdly bended trees in the woods. To those who look forward to the next time they can close their eyes and dream themselves away to a place where magic is real. To those who read an unhealthy amount of fiction to disappear into a world where they can fly high enough to touch the skies. And to the stars who listen. Roughly follows the first book. 4(of 36) chapters posted This is a fanfiction based on the book series 'A court of thorns and roses' by Sarah J Maas. Only my character and alterations to the plot are mine.

Caliban is a bastard born son who grew up alone, Meira is a girl who lost everything and was banished from her home, Owen is a boy who doesn't know who he is, Celeste is a princess who's fate is in a twist. #1 in Bastard #1 in Meira #6 in highlord #7 in Nox #1 in Dynam

This an Elucien fanfic that is also available on Ao3 - The war is won and the fae are still reeling, but what of the humans that were displaced as their homes became battlefields? Where did they go? What are their homes like in Pyrthian? Or A certain Fire haired male is fed up with the lack of overall concern for others displayed by the leaders of Prythian and decides to take matters into his hands.

What happens when you think you know your life,but the truth simply isn't that. Dreams that were the truth and a boy that was all yours. The past may be blank for her,but the future isn't that far away. Realizing the truth and the reason of her collisions with other lives is her purpose. She may not have it all,but she has what she needs to build her life again.....this time,leaving no one behind. Everything in her life adds up....she will know the truth. The smallest collisions in the largest universe make all the difference, let fate decide your collision.

Story takes place right when Feyre is first taken to the Night Court in ACOMAF, details have been altered, but will be specified in the story. No-no. But I didn't have to say it. Thunder cracked behind me, as if two boulders had been hurled against each other. People screamed, falling back, a few vanishing outright as darkness erupted. I whirled, and through the night drifting away like smoke on a wind, I found Rhysand straightening the lapels of his black jacket. "Hello, Feyre darling," he purred. •••••••••••••••••• Feyre under the bargain she made with Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, is forced to abandon her wedding and go to the Night Court for a week. We all know the love story that follows after, but what if instead of Rhys's inner circle immediately taking a liking to Feyre, she met their personas for the Court of Nightmares. Rhys keeping Feyre's story private was a way of him showing that she could trust him, which she is glad for. But, since his court doesn't know what Feyre did to save him, to save all of them, she's going to have to earn all of their trust and also learn to open up herself.

Millions and millions of years later, everything is different than it is now. Everything is run by magic. Magic turns the lights on, Magic dresses you in the morning, Magic cooks your food. Everything. Every five years, something occurs called the Cleanse. The six High Rulers are each assigned 100 people who are chooses that are considered worthless to the world. Magic pulls them to the people they are assigned, and they kill them one by one. This is supposed to keep the population even. When Evelyn Storm is chosen, she does everything she can to stay hidden. To not be hunted down. The magic still leads one of the six high rulers to her but when he finds her, things take a surprising turn. The high ruler is strangely drawn to her in two ways. He wants to keep her safe forever under his protection, but the magic is telling him to kill her then and there. Will he obey the magic or listen his heart?

𝑮𝑶𝑵𝑬 /gon/ - adjective No longer in existence ☽༓☾ in which Zara is from earth and magically traveled to the night court. cassian x oc [pre-acotar - post acowar]

Brielle is the High Lady of the Starlight Court. The fourth Solar Court. Just like how the Dawn Court is like the Day Court, the Starlight Court is like the Night Court. Powerful, mysterious and dangerous. Briell has kept her court a mystery for centuries. But when a war comes she will have to make some tough decisions. Will she reveal her court or keep it hidden? Members of the Starlight Court have feathered, starlight filled wings and starlight in their hair. They can summon it and use it as weapons. Lions are sacred and Brielle's two advisors can turn into them. Their lion form are, of course, starlight filled. Wish and Dream, (Wish, female and Dream male) have many kids. The two raise the cubs until they are weaned. Wings to the Starlight Court are like wings to the Illyrians.

If Rhysand's mother Aithusa and younger sister Rhiannon survived the attack by the Spring Court and were at his side along with the Inner Circle for the coming centuries. Also featuring a backstory on the relationship between Rhys' parents, young Rhys, Cassian and Azriel getting up to various shenanigans, as well as some Court of Nightmares fix-it. * He felt it, then. A golden, unbreakable thread forming between him and the wretched Illyrian girl bound to a whipping post. At the sight of the knife heading for her wings, Morcant lost control for the first time in centuries. Lethal darkness erupted, misting the Illyrians restraining the girl into nothing. Stunned, scared, the crowd hastily parted to let the High Lord walk over to the whipping post. The girl looked like a cornered animal; terrified, but she snarled as he drew closer. Morcant grabbed her jaw, tilting her head up to look at him, to get a good look at her. She had Illyrian features, rough-hewn and rugged, rather than the fine, polished beauty of a High Fae, though there was a kind of wild charm about her. The bond snapped in place for her then. Those dark brown eyes widened in shock and a sudden, terrible understanding as they met his own. The murmur of the crowd rose as they began to sense the bond too. Morcant only had eyes for her, however, wretched though she was. She hadn't looked away from him either, swallowing once, before fixing a tight, almost wry smile on her face. "Aithusa," She held out a filthy hand for him to shake, spitting a globule of blood over her shoulder and tossing her dark curly hair out of her face. The famously cold High Lord of Night couldn't help but let out a bark of laughter at her nerve. He shook her hand - which, he noted, was trembling despite her boldness - rather than offer the customary courtly kiss on the back of the hand.

700 years ago, there was a high lord who, in his greed for power, bound himself to a creature with no name, "the Unnamed". Which, in turn, turned him dark and corrupted. Fearing for their lives, the lords and council members tried again and again to seal him away, sacrificing thousands of lives until they succeeded. Now, in need of him to help them fight against the unseelie who threaten their livelihood, they seek out someone to subjugate and control him. Maelin is ordered by her father to wake Ashryn, the fallen highlord sealed away in the depths of his castle. If she fails, Ashryn will tear both Thornhallow and Aetherwyn courts apart. And the moment he opens his eyes, she realizes he is dangerous, cunning, and worst of all, captivating. And far too aware of what she has done. He tells her the spell is incomplete, and he knows exactly how to unbind it. Ashryn hungers. For freedom. For revenge.

Book 1 - Battle for the High Crown Hyacinth, known as Cin, has lived in a village located in rather close to the High Lord of Spring's Manor, all her life. She's seen the once thriving and prosperous Spring Court fall into ruin and lawlessness due to the absence of their High Lord, Tamlin. But two years of waiting and hoping, Cin has had enough. Having stood by and watched her home deteriorate for long enough, she sets out to find the High Lord and bring him back to his seat of power, against the wishes of her brother, Bron. As Cin helps Tamlin restore his decrepit Manor and re-establish order in the Spring Court, she becomes his closest ally and confidant. Together, they work to rebuild the Court and bring back the faith of the Fae in their High Lord. But as Cin helps Tamlin, she must also confront her own traumatic past. Can these two trauma survivors, Cin and Tamlin, save each other and their home? Join Cin in her journey as she fights to restore order and prosperity to the Spring Court, facing her own demons and navigating the challenges that come with rebuilding a kingdom, all while trying to find a way to heal both her and Tamlin's past.

"Nice dress" he murdered softly against my neck. "You hate blue" she stated flatly. "I'm flattered you remember anything about me, darling." A feline smirk crawling up his face.

Here is a set of cute headcanons of acotar! :) [ mostly the Inner Circle ]

Feyre and Rhysand have been mated for 15 years, and the wait of trying to become parents is finally over. Or is it? Join the Court of Dreams as they ride through the highs and lows while Feyre and Rhys try to get pregnant, and watch the joy and sadness that this journey brings with it. In a story that spans over the course of almost two decades, you will experience the hard days and the happy moments, the ups and the downs, and hopefully, it will all be worth it in the end. Update: written before the release of A Court of Silver Flames.

Book 1.5 - Battle for the High Crown In "Dreams of Spring," Cin and Tamlin set out on a joyous parade to announce their engagement to their people. However, their journey takes an unexpected turn when they discover two young orphans who have been through the horrors of war and are desperately seeking a way home. As they help the children, Cin and Tamlin begin to realize that the Spring Court is still healing from the aftermath of the war. Through their efforts to reunite the orphans with their family, Cin and Tamlin bring hope and joy to their people, sparking a much-needed resurgence in the Spring Court's morale. "Dreams of Spring" is a heartwarming tale of love, hope, and the power of compassion to heal even the deepest wounds.

Feyre was miserable in the spring court, but continued to faithfully live there, that is, until Tamlin killed her closest friend, Alis. In a change of events, Feyre kills the high lord of spring, and nearly kills Lucien as well, if not for a certain devilishly handsome high lord swooping in and whisking her away to his court of...dreams? An A Court of Thorns and Roses short story AU, where Feyre never leaves the spring court, and kills Tamlin.