Highlord Stories

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.

I love you. even if the fates unraveled our destiny, I would find a way back to you. © 𝐟𝐚𝐰𝐧𝐲𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬

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]

When the High Lords of Prythian gather to the Autumn Court Forest House with their families to assess a plague that has swept the continent, they all mysteriously disappear. With the power of the High Lordship passed on to their children, these new leaders must rise up against the evil force behind the plague and the death of their parents.

A group of fic's detailing some of the more major scenes of A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas from the point of view of Rhysand, as he deals with after effects of Amaratha's deals and havoc she caused. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I found this on internet. Hope you enjoy! ╰•★★ -𝐒𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 ★★•╯

Feyre has been at the Spring Court for four months. She was been slowly gaining information about the plans between the Spring Court and the King of Hybern. One day she is walking past Tamlin's bedroom and she sees something that cannot be forgiven. * This is my first fanfic. So please be kind. I love suggestions on my writing style.*

Velaris, home to everyone from everywhere; including the High Lord's son, Kane Aleron, and a commoner seamstress, Arlet Vensa. While preparing for Starfall, Kane and Arlet meet and form an instant connection. Their relationship grows, but along with it, the risks of it even existing. Arlet knows the relationship will end in a mess because of her and what she hopes will never catch up to her. An illicit relationship, brewing war, and dark secrets of the past will threaten everything. *** "This will end in a mess." "I know." "Will you hold me?" "I will never let go of you, Arlet." *** This is an A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfiction, but with none of the characters or plot from the series. All characters and plot belong to me, I am simply putting them into the world Sarah J. Maas created. *** The story will include mature content in the future (how can a Sarah J. Maas fanfiction not?) but as of right now there is none so the option is not turned on. The option will be turned on before the chapter(s) with the mature content are put up along with a warning in the book itself.

Anyone ever think of the what ifs? Read on to find out alternative endings for all if you dare... TOG & ACOTAR FANFICTON

This is a sequel to the FlyOrDie adventure. Pls follow thx. Follow 4 follow

A collection of my favourite ACOTAR memes and fan art all characters belong to Sarah J. Maas all memes and fan art belong to their origional creators.

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.

Thera is in trouble, but they don't know it. The InterStellar Council has evaluated the planet and found it lacking. The solution? Scrubbing it and starting over. Michael Genon has the unfortunate task of trying to convince the Council that Thera is fine the way it is. Can he convince the High Lord? Or is Thera doomed?

Rhys and Cassian argue about who really has the biggest wingspan. (An ACOTAR Prequel)

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?

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.

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.

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.

When our beloved Jr.Archeron and Jr.Galathynius Whitethorn shall meet, what shall happen? Well you have to read to find out. The situation takes place after Kingdom of Ash and A court of Wings and Ruin. The characters belong to the writer Sarah Janet Maas and are not my own. Marion Ashryver Galathynius Whitethorn daughter of Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius and Rowan Whitethorn Galathynius was bored from the council meetings. It was only a few days late before her coronation took place and on thinking about itself made her throw up. But she doesn't know a tiny adventure is coming up for her that might change her life and future of her throne. When Marion Ashryver looking for her servant falls through a black hole and accidently jumps through a portal ! But to where? Prythian is the answer folks! Prythian. She lands in The Court of Nightmares right when Keir was reciting about the current affairs to Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court and his son, Dwayne. Now Marion and The Night Court work together to send Marion back to Terassen.

Nyx is starting to grow into himself, not just as heir and Illyrian warrior. He has grown from child to a promising young future high lord of the Night Court. Nyx managed to keep both his mothers and fathers sarcasm and wit, while possessing the power that could rival his fathers if controlled. His capabilities have shown to have flecks of other courts abilities from his mother, and the pure strength of his father. The Illyrian high fay proves himself to be more than his strength and pretty face, as he leads his own inner circle to battle the problems facing the court just as his family does. It's during a particular event where an enemy shows their hand. If not for an unknown shadowsinger. It was only after the saving maneuvers did something extreme click into place. The connection between mates. The instant rush of emotion for the unknown shadowsinger was only interrupted by her disappearance in the shadow realm with the attacker. It becomes not only a challenge to figure out who his mate could be, but also how to defeat the rouge group presenting itself in efforts to tear apart the peace between courts. Keres has always known one thing, that her younger brother would be high lord someday. As the firstborn daughter of the high lord of summer, she as a female was a disappointment. However a few years after she was born, her brother came into the world, and the fates were sealed. Her brother would be the future High lord, and she would be his right hand. However under the firm hand of her mother and instructors, her powers only emerged further and far beyond anyone thought possible. Since then, Keres has been trained by various high fae to control the powers that feels like a tidal wave ready to crush her. The powers she learns to control turn into her greatest weapon against a rising foe. But after a mission goes astray and she comes face to face with someone who she never thought to be connected to, duty and emotions conflict.

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.