Rhysandssister Stories

The story of Rhysand's sister is untold during the tales of ACOTAR but Maewyn deserves her tale inked into history. ~ Maewyn's life faces a tipping point when the powers that had been brewing inside of her for three years emerge in a destructive wave she doesn't know how to handle. Struggling to contain her new magic and not lose herself in the process, life throws a second stone that strikes her in the form of a mate. As new enemies rise, Maewyn finds one in the last place she expected: in herself.

Who was Rhy's sister? A burning question we all want to know. In this pre-acotar fanfic, Syn, daughter to the high lord of the night court, falls for a man that could bring pain to everyone she loves. Yet she can't help but fall for him when they fit so perfectly together. She runs through life, dodging her father's fist and constantly missing her older brother who never seems to be around. She wants to prove to her world that a female can be an illyrian warrior and step out from under her brother's shadow. Only to be betrayed and cut down before she gets the chance. Cover by Emily Hamer

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.

Where am I? I look around and I see a black haired purple eyed male that looks strangely familiar. He looks at me with the same look of distance recognition. Then the darkness comes, I feel a presence tapping at my mind. I quickly send a wave of fire towards my intruder. I look up and I see the same male looking at me with fear and confusion in his eyes, Then I woke up with Rowan beside me. Rhys There was this girl she reminded me of someone i once knew. Her eyes glowed with pain and fire but she stood strong. Her unwavering blue eyes started into my purple ones. I sent my conscious out to her but it was stopped by a wall of everburing fire. Fire I had only seen from one person in my life before. But she was dead right? When Evaelin was younger she lived in a different world a world where there were no high fae and humans were't seen as slaves. She met her husband when she was young they did know it yet but they would rule a kingdom one day. One day Evaelin found a book in the library of Oryth called the Walking Dead. She used this book and accidentally walked worlds with no way to get back. She had a child named Rhysand in this world. Rhoe spent years searching for her an she finally figured out how to get to her. He also came to Prythian and saw Evaelin in private then she fell pregnant with his child. She raised this child as if it was her husbands and her other child's half brother. One day all hell broke loose and her and her little daughter were set to be executed but the gods needed her child for their own reasons so they transported the family of three back to Erilia. They were safe but Evaelin had to leave her son behind.

This is a book about the life of Rhysand's sister - Nova - and the family that was built with the inner circle before her death. I don't know if it will be one-shots or a storyline yet, but it will definitely be a warm book because I think that the three Night Court brothers would be amazing older brothers to Rhysand's sister. ACOTAR fanfiction.

Dawno, dawno temu na ziemię Dworu Nocy upadła gwiazda. Jak to jest być córką najpotężniejszego księcia Prythianu? Vespera pokusiłaby się o stwierdzenie, że jej żywot jest niezrównanie nużący. Ciągłe ćwiczenia pod okiem rygorystycznego ojca oraz niekończąca się lista obowiązków dworskich doprowadzają ją do białej gorączki. Najchętniej porzuciłaby wszystko i wszystkich, znikając gdzieś na dalekim południu krainy. Pewnej rozgwieżdżonej nocy postanawia spełnić swoje marzenie o byciu nikim. Hen za granicami Dworu Nocy oraz Illyryjskich obozów wreszcie zaznaje upragnionego spokoju. Blisko muru dzielącego świat ludzki oraz fae, napotyka rannego, zbłąkanego wędrowca. Jest młody, piękny, przystojny i... jest człowiekiem. Nieszczęśliwa miłość, tajemnicza Więź, zbliżająca się Wojna i sarkastyczne uwagi przemądrzałego, starszego brata. Jak Ves poradzi sobie w obliczu zbliżających się tragedii? source of the cover: halorenist.tumblr.com

~Prequel to A Court of Resistance and Scars~ Arwen is happy with her mate in the home of the Night Court. But where had her life started? Rhysand's sister tasted freedom each night, following her brother into the skies. She followed him everywhere, even if it meant into danger. Arwen begins to navigate the world, but the world of the High Fae and the world of the Illyrians are entirely different playing fields, especially when she doesn't know where she belongs in either. Struggling to accept her role as the sole female daughter of a High Lord, Arwen seizes every freedom she has while it lasts. Follows multiple perspectives from childhood to ten years prior to the start of A Court of Resistance and Scars.

~What if Rhysand's sister had fought back the day that Tamlin's father hunted them down? Fought enough to buy her life?~ Arwen escaped that day, scarred and ruined, but alive. Residing in her brother's city, she hides behind a mask of bliss before the coming of Amarantha. At a stranger's glance, there is little more she could ask for. Expensive dresses line her wardrobes, a home of great expanse, a circle of friends, and most of all, a mate. But pain boils behind that mask, and soon it will spill over. It was only a matter of time. Slow Burn Pre-ACOTAR Top ranking #1 in ACOTAR #2 in RHYSANDS SISTER

Azriel had thought his mate was dead for centuries. But when the Spymaster of the Night Court learns that there's a chance that his mate, and his High Lord Rhysand's sister, is alive, he embarks on a journey to find the missing piece of his Court of Dreams. It was time to bring Velaria home. But her return comes with a looming threat on the horizon for Prythian, as old secrets come to light, old friends become enemies, and old lovers seem to have moved on. Will she ever make up for the lost time? When everything goes wrong, the pair must question if they will ever get the happiness together that they deserve. Azriel had watched as his court, his family, seemingly found their happy endings. He had already lost his once. He wasn't going to lose her again. With the fate of their world hanging in the balance, the long-lost lovers are forced to confront the past as they try to forge a new future. After all they've been through, is it finally their turn to be happy? RANKINGS (🎉 THANK YOU!!! 🎉) #1 in acotar (!!!) #1 in springcourt #1 in rhysandssister #1 in feyre #1 in highlord #2 in tamlin #2 in rhysand #2 in nightcourt #4 in azriel

An ACOTAR short story set after the events of A Court of Dreams and Promise.