Historias de Ruinandrising

HIATUS. "Blood killer feels like a strange name," Raamas said. "It makes me seem like some kind of deranged person." "Embrace the name," Zoya said. "You might be given even worse ones from now on." Raamas Yul-Kulya was never supposed to be important. He was just a Tidemaker trying to survive with his sister. But when they were just weeks away from reaching Os Alta, they were captured by the Druskelles. It was when Raamas discovered something even he didn't know he could do: the rare power to bend blood. No Tidemaker had achieved a feat like that. But Raamas did. Found bleeding in the snow after the Druskelles took away his sister, Raamas was found by the Grishas of the Second Army. Soon enough, Raamas found himself with the attention of General Nazyalensky, fellow Grishas, and even the King himself. But all Raamas wanted was to get his sister back. And how much of himself will he lose in that attempt?

❝𝐈𝐅 𝐈𝐓 𝐌𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐋 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑, 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐂𝐀𝐍 𝐊𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐌𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍.❞ ❝𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐓𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐓 𝐌𝐄, 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐕.❞ ⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝⏝ 𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐐𝐔𝐄 𝐋𝐄. Fighter. Assassin. Soldier of the First Army. Trained in the Grand Palace to become a part of the personal royal guard and one of Ravka's assassins. She could have cared less about Grisha, until she became one, and not any Grisha, the Ocean Summoner; fated to destroy the Unsea. Angelique was brought in by the Darkling, only to realize his true intentions. Her escape was not easy, especially when her long lost friend turned out to be the swashbuckling privateer who helped along the way. 𝐍𝐈𝐊𝐎𝐋𝐀𝐈 𝐋𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐒𝐎𝐕. The golden prince. Privateer. The bastard of the Ravkan royal family. When he saw her again after six years, the circumstances in which they met again weren't exactly favorable. She was the Ocean Summoner now, supposedly a myth, and he was playing privateer with a tailored face. Warring with his own ambitions and helping Angelique, Nikolai found himself a bit lost with what to do. But whatever he did, it was always for her. The girl he loved. Cover made by me. ❰𝐆𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄❱ ❰𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘❱ ❰𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘❱

A shadow snaked up my arm, a gentle caress, a brush of the night. "My name, Alina." I lifted my head. "Please, Aleksander." The darkness fell away and the nichevo'ya went still. The Grisha stopped and faced us. I barely registered Mal's horrified gaze. "Stand." My knees shook, but I pushed myself to my feet and stared into the Darkling's quartz eyes. Lifeless. Empty. Victorious. - The Darkling's forces are too great. The nichevo'ya, the Grisha, the merzost... Alina Starkov has no choice but to surrender and become the Darkling's Queen. - DARKLING X ALINA FANFIC TAKES PLACE AFTER CH 11 RUIN AND RISING (SPOILERS) I update Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays! (COMPLETED AS OF 10/6/21)

Darklina Fanfic --------------------- The obisbaya had worked the way Lizaveta intended. King Nikolai is dead. Zoya is stuck in the fold. The Darkling has came back to life, taking his spot on the throne. The reign of Lanstovs are over. Darkling seeks out Alina as an aid and partner, old conflicts rerises between them and the rest of the world.

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They called her magiya razuma. Mindbender. The darkling took her in as his own as she tried to maneuver her telepathic powers and fought in a war tearing their country apart. Still, she managed to find her way back to the love of her life. Or rather, he planned a heist to find his way back to her. -kaz brekker x oc x the darkling -based on shadow and bone (Netflix) -started: 20/7/2023 | s1: ongoing.

A Darklina story starting with an alternate ending to Ruin and Rising. After the events on the Shadow Fold, Alina hid Aleksander's body in an unmarked grave as he wished. A year later, her and Mal are living a simple life in Kerazmin as Alina grapples with the loss of her powers and having achieved her purpose before reaching adulthood. Meanwhile, the Grisha have started to create their own settlement in the area of the Fold, Shu Han and Fjerda remain threats at large, and the Darkling may not be as dead as expected. A story about the impossibility of maintaining happiness without struggle, the risk-reward ratio of desire, and the nature of equality. "To the ends of the earth is all Mal could love me as he was constrained by his humanity. But, I am the light and he the darkness. Not even the universe could constrain us." I DO NOT own ANY of the Characters or the Grisha Universe AT ALL. All credit goes to Leigh Bardugo.

You've heard the legend of the Sun Summoner, but have you heard the story of the Starlight Fabrikator? She's the girl who can manipulate light, bend it to her own will. What she cannot create, she can still claim as her own. Eryn Raye is attacked on her way to Ravka. Her father is killed, her Grisha sister is taken, and she is left alone. Until she's saved by the charming and charismatic general of Ravka's Second Army. But the Darkling cannot be trusted, even with Eryn's best interests in mind. She must find a way out of his grasp, and the opportunity arises when she crosses paths with a snarky and clever privateer. The privateer ends up having just as many secrets as her. Perhaps even more. But despite Eryn's confused heart and broken faith, they find they enjoy each other's company... maybe even a bit too much. And when the privateer-prince decides to help the starlight fabrikator with the improbable task of saving her sister, Eryn has no choice but to invite him into her life. *This is a work of fan fiction. All characters and world-building you recognize belongs to the talented Leigh Bardugo. All characters you do not recognize -- including but not limited to the protagonist Eryn Raye -- are created by and belong to me.* • RANKINGS • #1 in materialki #10 in durast #19 in improbable #33 in privateer #49 in ruleofwolves

This story is for any one unhappy with the ending of Ruin and Rising. The title is a lie... it is also a contiueation of the story that I created. I was uncontent with the way the Darkling died, that Alina and Mal "died" and that they ended up otkatsta'sya. My story changes that. And remember; DARKNESS NEVER DIES

"We exist because of each other. There would be no shadows if it was not for the sun, and why would the sun be ever appreciated if there existed no shadows?" A world where Alina chooses the Darkling and he doesn't really get left alone. A world where they're one and the same. But they have sacrifices and compromises to make along the way, for their fates do not want them to be together. Can they bend their fates before breaking each other? * * * The original author still owns all the copyrights. None of the characters are my own. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing!

❝ 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗮 𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗹𝗱 𝗶 𝗵𝗲𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝘃𝗼𝗶𝗰𝗲𝘀. 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝘀𝗼𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘀𝗰𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗺. ❞ ( for when the darkest of nights couldn't put out her flames. ) [𝘀𝗵𝗮𝗱𝗼𝘄 𝗮𝗻𝗱 𝗯𝗼𝗻𝗲 𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗹𝗼𝗴𝘆] (𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗻𝘁𝘂𝗮𝗹 𝗻𝗶𝗸𝗼𝗹𝗮𝗶 𝗹𝗮𝗻𝘁𝘀𝗼𝘃 𝘅 𝗼𝗰) ©𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟭, 𝗯𝘆 stcelestials

Audhilda Helvig is a stranger in every sense. Fjerdan by birth, Grisha by power, a fighter shaped by war yet softened by something she cannot name. In Ravka, where magic is feared and loyalty bleeds red, she is an enigma-too foreign to be trusted, too powerful to be ignored. When she proposes a unit that unites both Grisha and ot'kazat'sya, it sends ripples through palace walls and into the heart of a fragile court. Some call her reckless. Others call her dangerous. The king calls her brave. But none truly see her-what she's survived, what she's risking, or what secrets she carries beneath the scars. In halls laced with whispers and alliances sharp as knives, Audhilda must navigate a kingdom at war with itself, where even small acts of unity are seen as treason, and trust is a currency too easily spent. Eyes follow her. Power stirs. And somewhere between duty and defiance, between firelight glances and unspoken truths, something begins to kindle-a hope, perhaps. Or something far more perilous. She never wanted a crown. Only a place to stand. And maybe... someone willing to stand beside her. Warnings: Non-canon. No spoilers of King of Scars or Rule of Wolves. Does not follow the official timeline of the books. The story is set after the end of the Shadow and Bone trilogy, when Ravka is rebuilding itself after the war. The story may contain things that do not align with the later books.

"I'm searching to behold the stories that are told when my back is to the world that smiled when I turned." Myah made a promise to herself years ago. She made a rulebook for life, if you will. In order to live the life of a Barrel fox, sacrifices needed to be made. She needed to cut her old self out. Carve it out by the roots. It was an infection; a disease in need to be obliterated. She needed to destroy that part of herself; her name, her titles, her loyalties. Myah Borkov needed to become a new person, and to do that, she needed the strength to destroy her old world. The stench of Ketterdam's Barrel was a sweet one. It was sweet enough to transform a sweet fox into one of aggression. --- six of crows | leigh bardugo shadow and bone | netflix show | season one --- yes, we are messing with the timeline a little. We love it :)

𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐋𝐀𝐌𝐄𝐍𝐓 BOOK 1 grishaverse / nikolai & zoya shadow and bone- rule of wolves sedabxbe © 2021

"What If I told you I feel like I've known you, but we've never met." She can control people like the moon controls the tides. fem OC x Nikolai Lantsov #1 in #NikolaiLantsov 6/2/2021

"Where the hell have you been?" "Nearly getting stampeded by the Darkling's coach." "Seriously? Did you really see him?" "Actually, we were too busy trying not to die." * * * * FemOC x Aleksander Morozova (The Darkling) (Eventually: FemOC x Nikolai Lantsov) Book 1 of 3 (Shadow&Bone) *the username in the cover was mine but I changed it! I haven't gotten around to fixing it but I will asap*

Eventually I'll write a real description for this, but until then the best I can describe it is as a Zoyalai wedding and lots of crows chaos. (: (I'm also well aware of the fact that this is very stereotypical fanfiction, but in my defense I plotted it out over a year before I started writing and there are definitely some aspects that I've grown to dislike as I've continued writing, but I think that's pretty normal lmao) Enjoy!

„This is not a love story, but love is in it. That is, love is just outside it, looking for a way to break in." Commander, general, half-saint, the daughter of monsters, the daughter of men that hold immortality in one hand, greed in the other. Athena was a bender of all seas, a healer of all wounds, holding the symphony of life pulsing inside her ears. She was a Grisha that could never come close to her father's expectations, to his great demands. She was a girl that didn't care much for the worlds of soulmates, so outside of grasp, so magically unattainable. Wanting makes us weak, you should remember. What place was there for loving in time of war? What place was there for love that demanded so much, and gave so little? What place was there for two hands to hold onto each other, in all their callousness, with all their sharp edges? *taken from ao3

LIFE AND DEATH "Life is my gift but also my curse." *** Nikolai Lantsov/OC (Eventually) The Darkling/OC *** © All Rights Reserved by -arcadia *** Disclaimer: I only own Yelena, Tasiya, Katya, and the other OC characters along with their involvement. This will be a mix between Leigh Bardugo's Grishaverse books and the Shadow and Bone Netflix show.