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Keena is a soldier, trained by the Night Court's General to inflict pain and suffering on anyone who comes to harm those who she loves. At least that what she's learned from the Illyrian war camps and sitting at the long boring meetings with the Inner Circle. That's what she's learned being adopted by three of the most feared warriors in Prythian's history, but under the surface they would each die for their Court, not because it was their oath, but because it's family. Before ACOTAR- Trigger Warning-mentions of sexual abuse and rape All triggering chapters will begin with a warning.

It had been 30 years since the war that rocked Prythian, and a new generation is taking over. Lorelai Darling, heir to the Night Court has all she has ever wanted, a home and a family, never wanting anything more, and rejecting anything that challenges it. Brennon Hardgrove has rarely left the confines of his palace due to his overbearing father, until he is finally allowed out to see the other courts - starting with the deadliest of all, night. When an unknown God threatens all they hold dear, will they fight together and save Prythian? Or will their love and magic just not be enough?

"No one can just come back from death. You are no god Luna." Cal said as he pulled out a dagger from his waist. "Who said anything about the gods?" Luna said smiling as she unsheathed a dagger from her thigh. ------ Everyone thinks Luna is dead. Turns out they were wrong. But the Inner Circle of the Night Court soon find out and family a reunion takes place. But not a pleasant one. Every high lord is in panic when Luna is found because she isn't alone. And one person in particular can't seem to stay away from her. (This takes place during the end of ACOSF and after ) ------ "Feyre had only seen eyes like that on one other person. But it couldn't be. It was impossible..." All stories and characters are based on or inspired by the ACOTAR series by Sarah J Maas. I do not own anything related except for the plot I've created, with certain characters of my creation.

The Archeron sisters--a harmony of four personalities cloaked in poverty and thrown to the wolves. What happens when the third sister, loyal to a fault, follows Feyre to the ends of the Earth--Prythian. When she forsakes all she's ever known for one: her beloved younger sister. oc! x undecided irregular updates

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

The first woman he spent the night in bed with disappeared before dawn. Blonde. Silent. Untouchable. He searched for her obsessively for years, never finding a single trace. Heir to the Night Court and son of Rhysand and Feyre Archeron, Nyx Archeron is used to controlling everything around him-except his own destiny. When he reunites with Carrie, heir of Spring and Tamlin's eldest daughter, their shared childhoods return in the form of silence. Carrie carries scars and a legendary reputation that needs no introduction. While Maeve, the adopted daughter and heir to the Dawn Court, insists on turning rivalry into romance and proving her worth in a ring that has never known true war, Nyx is sent alone beyond Prythian, infiltrated among the enigmatic Fuervaryn-a network of merchants suspected of dark crimes. Amidst fragile alliances, interrupted battles, and intrigues that could unite enemy courts, Nyx will discover that some truths cannot be sought. They find you first. (English translation of my Portuguese story)

"Two thousand years ago I arrived too late. This time the world will burn before I lose you again." Two thousand years ago, Amren found her mate... the moment the executioner's blade took her head. The bond snapped into place seconds too late, leaving Amren with nothing but centuries of grief and a memory she never spoke of again. Now, after a plane crashes over the Bermuda Triangle, a human woman falls through space and time-landing half-dead in the snow of the Illyrian mountains. She remembers nothing of Prythian... and nothing of the life she once lived millennia ago. But souls remember what minds forget. When she looks into Amren's silver eyes, something ancient awakens. A bond thought lost to death snaps back to life, dormant power begins to rise in the woman's blood, and pieces of a forgotten past start bleeding into the present. Because this time, the universe has returned Amren's mate. And Amren will tear apart mountains, courts, and fate itself before she loses her again.

The son and daughter of the king of Hybern want to create an alliance with the High Lords of Prythian, and to try and fix the mistakes their father made. But things don't go as planned and now they have to find away to get the high lords to trust them. But an unknown danger is waiting for our young daughter of Hybern. Something that could change her whole world. This is a fanfic that takes place in SaraJMaas's ACOTAR universe. I only own my OC's and the plot of the story.

Isolation is all I had ever known, bruised and burned by the confinements of my own chambers. A pawn lacquered in Autum's splendour. Despite Berron's consistency in keeping me hidden, I am forced to attend the upcoming highlords' meeting due to my unique abilities. What happens when a strange pull causes me to lock eyes with a very brooding bat boy?

Amari Vandel. Daughter of a high fae noblemen. She has money. She has a status. She is deemed lucky to those who are not, and yet she lives in Hewn City with her younger sister and an awful man as her father. Her only means of escape is music and her dancing and occasionally being the cities most notorious killer at night. That is until she finds herself still in the same Prythain court, but completely different city.

ACOTAR - Azriel story --- --- Raised in a brutal Illyrian war camp, Fallon had long ago accepted what the rest of her life would be like. But could the arrival of a long lost friend - who also happens to be the War Commander of the High Lord - change how she sees the world? --- --- "But she still couldn't get Azriel's glowing eyes out of her mind even as she lay in her tent, the new Commander and his friends long gone." - - - Cover: @Guinealove2005

This is an ACOTAR AU with a few of my friends and I's OC's 😁. NOT ALL CHARACTERS ARE MY OWN (Cover credit: HighLadyofDay) After you finish this, be sure to check out the sequel: Hollow Hearts!!)

Thousands of years before Feyre Cursebreaker was so much as a whisper of thought on the breeze, there was another girl in another forest - Carbhan, a half fae girl eking out a living in the largest and most vicious court in Prythian, the Dusk Court. When she is captured attempting to protect her friends, she finds herself a possession of the coolly sadistic High Lord Caer, oft known as The Bringer of Sleep. But not everything is as it seems in the bloody court - enemies may become allies as Carbhan navigates the waters of prejudice and entitlement that make up her home, even as the winds of a cruel revolution threaten to destroy the Dusk Court once and for all. Through it all, there are some secrets Carbhan would do anything to protect... even if it means turning her back on the dark and troubled man who seems to be stealing her heart. You do not have to read the A Court of Thorns and Roses series to read A Court of Bones and Twilight.

Its been two centuries since the war with Hybern. Two centuries of peace and prosperity in not only Velaris but the whole of Pyrthian. The inner circle has just sent off their young heir to the Night Court to corral and maintain peace int the outer illyrian war camps . No one is feeling his absence quite as mush as the high Lord and Lady. However in the midst of their longing for their son a new and strange fate is set in their path. When Elain found a young girl sleeping soundly in the middle of her poppy field.

*Set before ACOTAR* This is a story of Verena, Rhysand's cousin. During his time growing up in the Illyrian war camps, he discovered his mother had a sister, who had a daughter named Ver. Follow Verena and her life of secrets, sadness and freedom Morrigan x OC Disclaimer, all characters belong to SJM, except my OC Verena

When he found the mortal crying out for help , he was shocked the whole population creatures of the mouth in range couldn't hear her. Azriel had been put on duties ever since Feyre announced she would be having kin. This was a big deal,he would never have suspected this to happen, invasion risks were at there peak and not to mention , the war rising even further between Prythian and Hybern, the mortals thankfully still unbeknown to the ferocious rage that was about to break out.. Rose could only remember one thing before she woke up, a pricing scream , along with the worst sound she'd ever heard, to horrific to put into words, so when she wakes up in a mysterious land, nothing like her shack at home, she is now in the middle of a huge war that could destroy everything

"To the stars who listen, and the dreams that are answered." When Damaris Marin was Made, no one could have known the great power she would wield. The power of all seven High Lords; a feat that threatened the greatest powers of the world. After being enslaved for 100 years and used as a weapon against the helpless, Damaris decides to scour the power from her soul and keep it in containment in her mind. She never thought that 600 years later she would find herself in the heart of the Night Court, face to face with the most beautiful man she's ever met. And considering she's staying in his house- well, that's just an added bonus. Damaris quickly becomes immersed in the wonders of the Night Court; awe-stricken by its courage and beauty- and the violet eyed dreamer who leads it. There has never been a male who could push her buttons as perfectly as Rhysand does. From his teasing smiles to those glittering eyes of twilight- it takes every ounce of her remaining strength to resist the High Lord of Night, even when the world is urging them together. But as trouble begins brewing outside the borders of Prythian once again, Damaris finds herself in need of her imprisoned powers now more than ever. Battling her inner demons, and her growing desire for the High Lord of Night, can Damaris find the courage to fight for the people of her city once and for all? Or will her power be too much to bare? This is a Rhysand x OC fic 🚨I take no credit for anything other than my own characters and storyline. This is a work of FANFICTION🚨 Please enjoy!

A Wrynria short story involving the sister of one of the players characters and her husband.

Tamara ran away from the SpringCourt many decades ago. Now she's in the NightCourt and a part of Rhysand's Inner Circle. Now with Feyre there she must start accepting things, help Feyre through her struggles and find someone special along the way. Or has she already found the one?

What if Rhysand actually died? What would happen to Feyre, the inner court or the NightCourt? Caution contains spoilers from Acowar! All characters, settings etc, belong to Sarah J Mass. Credit of cover goes to the rightful artist.