Nyxarcheron Stories

The prophecy said she'd destroy the world. Plot twist: she's okay with that. ────────── Kaelith didn't ask to be Prythian's first High Lady chosen by magic. Didn't ask for the power to literally break time. Didn't ask to watch her parents get murdered in front of her. But here we are. Now she's hunting their killers with the kind of focus that makes ancient powers nervous. The whispers follow her everywhere: Unmaker. Monster. The silver-marked one from the prophecy. She's not denying it. She's leaning in. There's just one problem wearing Illyrian wings and a hero complex: Nyx Archeron. The Night Court prince keeps showing up-in her investigations, in her space, in her HEAD-with his infuriating morals and his stupidly beautiful face and his apparent death wish. He's convinced he can save her from herself. She's convinced she can make him regret that. (She's lying. Mostly. She hasn't decided yet.) ────────── morally gray FMC • unhinged protagonist • witty banter • lots of angst • idiots to lovers • she's a menace (he's into it) • mutual obsession • he falls first (she falls harder) • next-gen ACOTAR ────────── #1 sarahjmaas (01/2026) #2 nyxarcheron (01/2016)

This is a fluffy, happy little story about Feyre & Rhysand celebrating Solstice with the Inner Circle and Nyx, when he is almost five years old. I wrote it for my friend Gracie_Girl87 on AO3. Hope you enjoy! Cover art is by @marssketch on insta :)

'✶~ charmelancholy ~✶' (n.) the sadness tinted with charm and nostalgia after a romantic, but short-lived encounter with a stranger '✩~ Nyx Archeron x OC ~✩' ∙•◦✢◦•∙ In which a stranger from a foreign court visits Velaris and meets the male of her dreams, but never expects to see him again. ∙•◦✢◦•∙

The Princess of Terrasen discovers she can walk through worlds by falling through them into the arms of the Prince of Night.

Taking place 70 years after the war against Koschei, Prythian has seen almost a century of peace and prosperity. The children of the Inner circle have grown and all eyes are on Nyx Archeron, the next High Lord of the Night Court. Nyx, however, has no intention of taking on the role, or any of the responsibility that accompanies it, any time soon. In fact, he'd rather not take it on at all. That is, until a certain Valkyrie-in-training waltzes into his life and knocks him down a peg, literally. Tate Ilsley has been training her entire life to become worthy of the title of Valkyrie commander, refusing to take a breath for even a moment until she feels like she has proven herself. When Nesta offers her a short cut to achieving everything she's ever dreamed of, she refuses to allow the infuriating and arrogant Nyx to stand in her way. Even if it means dragging him right along with her. A/N: REALITY IS WHAT I MAKE IT MUHAHA... sorry. Since this FanFic takes place after the events of the entirety of the ACOTAR series, and SJM hasn't finished publishing all the books, I have to make some personal decisions for the sake of my mental health... If any of the following don't appeal to you, you don't need to read my story:) - I DONT THINK IT NEEDS TO BE SAID BUT ACOSF SPOILERS - Azriel and Gwyn are happily mated (DUH!) - Elain is on a self-discovery journey (Or whatever, I just won't be mentioning her much or even at all. I'm sorry if you hoped I would, I'm just afraid my strong dislike of her would give me a bias while writing her) - There was a full blown war with Koschei after the events of ACOSF that took place but it's all resolved now;) -Emerie and Mor are mates (I don't care if they had a 0.5 second interaction, I believe in eMORie supremacy!!!) ALL CHARACTERS/PLACES/PLOT LINES IN THIS FANFICTION THAT ARE MENTIONED IN THE OFFICIAL ACOTAR SERIES BELONG TO SARAH J MAAS.

'I would drink poison and beg for more ,if it meant quenching the thirst of your desires. I would bleed out my life force,drop by agonizing drop,to soothe the sting of your wounds. I would gladly die a thousand deaths,just to witness the radiant joy upon your face' ｡･:*:･ﾟ★,｡･:*:･ﾟ☆ Everything happens for a reason,that's what we learn since our tongues can move,and our legs can run. But what if the Fate is just a cruel god, playing with the souls of so many? What then? Daria asked herself this every second of her life,hating the celestial forces and whatever gods are ruling in the sky. She wants happiness,even if it means destroying people in her way. But with an old force rising from memories and legends,the entire Prythian bustle of unrest. It could be the end. So what happens when the thing she was thaught to hate becomes her only constant? The new reality she is forced to face? Nyx x OC

"You do know that thing could kill us, right?", he said weary of the creature in front of her "Me? No, you? If you keep calling her thing, definitely.", she replied with a calm tone with the same anger that reflected in it's- her eyes. Nyx, heir to the Night court, the most powerful court in Prythian. Leilani, heir to the Spring court, a court that closed off it's borders for 18 years after she was born. (Post acosf) (Nyx x OC) I do not own characters other than my OC.

An ACOTAR fanfiction. Astéri arrives in Prythian after dying in her own realm. All she knows is the tragedies that have gone on in Prythian and that she belongs to Night. • • • • • I own only my own OCs. All other characters and past plot not involving my OCs belong to Sarah J Maas. This fanfiction takes place 132 years after Nyx's birth.

|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.

Lyra Nightveil, the last heir of a powerful family, has spent her life carrying the weight of her lineage. When her parents are murdered, she's thrust into the heart of the Night Court, under the guardianship of Cassian and Nesta. But her past haunts her, and the bond she once shared with Nyx, the son of Rhysand and Feyre, is now a bitter rivalry. Forced together to confront an emerging threat, Lyra and Nyx must navigate their tangled history, reconcile their feelings, and face a destiny neither of them ever expected. Can they find trust-and love-amid the shadows of their legacy?