Illyrian Stories

I don't NOT own any of the characters (other than my OCs) The places and people all belong to the creation of Sarah J Maas. !After ACOFAS! All drawings and/or images are NOT mine! Read disclaimers at bottom of description. ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ Who would think that love could be born from a celebration ball and some poison? Azriel is poisoned and finds out at the Day Court. A Day Court healer heals him. This healer is his mate. The healer is male, his name is Kiran. Azriel ends up staying in the Day Court to heal from the poison. Kiran and Azriel end up falling in love with one another. Only Kiran notices that Azriel was scared to love. Can Kiran help Azriel heal from his past? Can Azriel help Kiran heal from his internal struggles? Can Kiran help Azriel to trust love once more? The same type of poison starts affecting others around Azriel. When Azriel is released from the Day Court, Kiran go to Velaris. Can they find out who is poisoning all the people? ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ ‣ This is boyxboy if you don't like, don't read. I haven't seen a lot of these (bxb that is) and I wanted to write my own Azriel x OC fic but I kept picturing a male instead of female. So I made it like this....hope you enjoy! This might include sexual scenes (I have never written any type of sexual scene so...inexperienced..oops), (will include) some darker themes, internalized homophobia (of a sort), and homophobia, also course language

Fanfic based off of Sarah J Maas' characters from ACOTAR. Nesta & Cassian finally find each other in the training ring. Who will win?

Asas e Chamas, ou Asas e Brasas, é um conto publicado nas edições da Target do livro Corte de Névoa e Fúria. A história possui como ponto central a relação entre Cassian e Nestha. Leia exclusivamente o que aconteceu no segundo encontro privado - e por que o General de exército do Grão-Senhor se recusou a divulgar qualquer de seus detalhes quando retornou a Corte Noturna. Para Cassian, o impetuoso e belo general illyriano dos exércitos de Rhysand, lidar com o sexo oposto sempre foi fácil - e agradável. Porém, quando ele é enviado ao reino mortal para despachar uma mensagem para o seu Grão-Senhor, Cassian encontra-se novamente face a face com Nestha, a irmã mais velha de língua afiada e espírito de aço de Feyre. Honestamente, Cassian mal pode esperar por uma outra rodada contra a linda Nestha desde o primeiro tenso encontro deles há algumas semanas. No entanto, ele certamente não admitiu isso a ninguém - sobretudo a ele mesmo. E Cassian certamente não admitiu que ele finalmente conheceu alguém que não foi tão facilmente seduzida por seu ligeiro sorriso e arrogância infalível.

The Inner Circle is worried about the young heir. She is a young fae who knows how to take care of herself. But they all think that she is a little too adventurous. She keeps sneaking out at night. She was seen one night by her father and he wanted to approach her but Feyre stopped him. Why was she sneaking out? Why was she not telling anyone? Was she in trouble? These questions swirled around Rhysands mind.

"Was I just a piece in your game the whole time?" She barely made these words out, as her hands found their way through her messy locks of hair. "I didn't mean to mess up your chess game, Azriel. All I ever wanted was to just figure out who I was supposed to be- not fake my life for years," Diem went on, as she faced away from him. Her hands were shaking now, as Azriel still walked towards her. "I-I'm sorry, Diem. I didn't mean.. I didn't mean to make you fly so high, okay? It wasn't my intention for these things to happen, I told you to have an exit pl-" Diem cuts him off. "I didn't think you'd given me wings made of wax, Azriel. My life will not be a myth," She declares, and walks back into the labyrinth. - In which a half high Fae, half Illyrian woman may be all the hope Azriel needs, and Azriel may be all of the reassurance Diem needs.

Liliana, half High Fae, half Illyrian, raised by the great Inner Circle of the Night Court themselves, had a problem. A big problem. And it all started with one Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court. And a human female. DISCLAIMER: I do not own any characters or places other than my OC's. And Sarah J. Maas is the most amazing human being on the planet.

Azriel, the spymaster of the Night Court, one of the most powerful Illyrians to walk Prythian. He was damaged, he was broken, and he thought himself evil. He found solace in his darkness and in his shadows. Gwyneth Berdara, a priestess in the library after a horrific event left her scarred. She had finally learned to come out of her shell, as she and her found family of Nesta and Emerie began training to be Valkyries. They were unlikely friends, and yet they found themselves becoming close with one another, almost as if they were drawn together, and it was out of their control. After all, he was the one who saved her from the Hybern soldiers that fateful night, and it was her who will unknowingly save him from himself. the characters and world all belong to SJM! not me, this is a work of fan fiction but the plot is mine :)

An ACOTAR fanfic. All characters belong to Sarah J Maas apart from my OCs. Laena is a young illyrian female living in Ilyria. Trained to protect herself by her assassin of a father, she knows she isn't like the other females in her camp, but how different she is never occurred to her. When she is thrusted into the inner circles lives after devastating events she has to learn to cope with what has happened while dealing with the oncoming threats.

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

A hidden desire. A sacred vow. A love that was never meant to be. In the stillness of the House of Wind's ancient library, Gwyneth Berdara finds peace in quiet pages and candlelit corners. A priestess sworn to healing and strength, she's always kept her heart guarded-especially from him. Cassian, General of the Night Court and mated to Nesta Archeron, should have never looked her way. But curiosity becomes longing. Longing becomes obsession. And soon, the warrior finds himself returning to the library not for books... but for Gwyn. What begins as innocent conversation hidden among the shelves slowly unravels into something far more dangerous. Stolen glances. Secret touches. Late-night encounters beneath stone and shadow. As their meetings grow more frequent-and more intimate-Gwyn and Cassian walk a knife's edge between duty and desire. Bound by guilt and driven by a hunger neither of them understands, they must choose whether to bury the truth forever... or risk everything for what they were never meant to have. Set after the events of A Court of Silver Flames, Whispers of Silence is a story of forbidden romance, sacred boundaries, and the echo of a love that dared to bloom in the quietest places. ⸻ "Some love stories are never spoken aloud." "In the silence, they found everything they couldn't have."?

A while back I had a dream about a few Illyrian females running away and starting their own warband in the woods, being all badass and stuff. I decided I didn't want to wait until SJM had published silver flames to see if there was such a thing, and just write a fanfic. English is not my first language. Aside from a smutty fanfic I have never written fanfic before. Im 100% open to feedback and tips, but please be nice.

Elora is a human. Weak and wasting away in her tiny village. She wishes that her life was better. More... fulfilling. Rhysand is the High Lord of the Night Court. Strong and everything that Elora was not. He has dreams for his court, of course. But also for himself. At first they seem like opposites. But you know what the Cauldron always says, Like calls to like. !DISCLAIMER! All characters except Elora belong to Sarah J. Mass. All plot and story is mine. References to the books but I'm only on book two so bear with me.

In this, I will be listing all the ways Rhysand is better than Tamlin. I know that no one really needs convincing, but I wanted to list all the ways, just in case there's that one person... And because I love Rhys and hate Tamlin, there aren't enough words to fully express how much

𝐿𝑖𝑣𝑒, 𝑀𝑎𝑛𝑜𝑛, 𝑙𝑖𝑣𝑒 those words rang through my head the sweet embrace of death that consumed me. I can't remember anything other than those words. I am Asterin Blackbeak.. I had said those words right before I died. HIGHEST RANKS- #1- ASTERIN #1- BLACKBEAK

Im Darmese. They say they dream of me- I'm glad to be your nightmare.

This is a series of one shots that involve our favorite characters of the acotar universe. This is a smut zone so I'm warning you now. There will be a various amount of kinks displayed within these chapters. The focus will be on our Illyrian warriors. Both canon and non canon scenarios will be played out as well as Character x Y/N. So if you love our bat boys as much as I do, I hope you enjoy these sexy shots of them laying down some pipe. Feel free to suggest partners/ships/scenarios you desire. xx