Thorns Stories

Deep within the Illyrian Mountains, Gwendylyn slaves away in the Illyrian war camps. Her wings were clipped as a youth and now she believes she must face a life without them, until one day when an Illyrian general comes to the camp seeking females who want to prove that they have what it takes to earn a place on the battlefield. Now, Gwen will learn to fight, fly, and lead the first female Illyrian aerial fighting unit in Prythian's history. But war is on the rise. Illyrian males will do anything to keep females off the battlefield, even if that means slaughtering them all. Only the Blood Rite will earn the unit a chance to become true warriors. This book is based on Sarah J Maas' A Court of Thorns and Roses series and I do not own any of Sarah J Maas' characters or fictional world. I tried to make the novel as accurate to SJM's series as possible! I am trying to update as often as I can. I hope you are all staying safe and healthy in these crazy times! (April 22 2020)

If It's Still Us Once upon a time, Myra and Aarav were inseparable. Before she became Mya to everyone else and he became Aaru to everyone around him, they were just My and Avi-two childhood best friends who thought growing up together meant they would never have to grow apart. Then Aarav left. Years later, he comes back, carrying memories of the girl he knew and finding a woman he doesn't quite recognize anymore. Myra has changed. She's learned to keep people at a distance, to hide the parts of herself she thinks are difficult to love, and-most importantly-to never rely on promises. Especially promises about staying. But Aarav is determined to find his way back into her life. Slowly, the old friendship returns. The teasing. The late-night conversations. The familiarity neither of them ever really lost. And somewhere between who they were and who they've become, friendship begins to feel like something more. Aarav promises her that when things get difficult, he'll talk. Myra believes him. Until the day he doesn't. Because sometimes, a love story can look beautiful from far away. You only see the thorns when you get close enough. And when the person who promised to stay is the one who walks away, can they still find their way back to each other?

A girl that called for Rose, she is a normal girl that lived a normal family, but her twin sister was lost when she walked for a tour. Her parents asked her to find her, she said it will take long. Then she found a portal to another world You will see it soon.

Could this blind girl actually have a good life with roses full of happiness,and joy.Or will she have thorns for the rest of her life.She's always wonders is life just thorns or is beautiful just like the beauty of a rose.

Avalon James used to be a happy kid. He was friendly, kind, and an all around good person. He got good grades, payed attention in class, and was polite. This world is intriguing yet curiously unfair. How this boy ended up the way did is mystery to this world. But his journal holds the truth... Too bad the secret's behind lock and key.

This is a collection of scenes and stories based off a very good friend of mine.

Cordelia, James and Lucie are all in peril. The demon Belial is back, kidnapping innocent Shadowhunters and mundanes. Lucie raises Jesse from the dead and the Inquisitor is dreadfully mad. James and Cordelia try and tell each other their feelings for each other whilst Matthew tries his hardest to stop drinking. Characters from Cassie Clare! Except for Jasmine and other characters. This is a fanfic and is not a fanfic sequel to Chain of Iron. I am writing a Chain of Iron sequel that happens directly after Chain of Iron events though.

ဆူးဟာ ဘယ်သူများလဲ... ဆူး မရှိတဲ့နှင်းဆီဆိုတာ ဘယ်ပြီးပြည့်စုံပါ့မလဲလေ...

The inner circle reunites with the court of Terrasen and the major prank wars begin! However, when a new enemy is born, they must work together to crush the new threat. This story takes place after kingdom of ash and court of frost and starlight.

Rose doesn't know herself. Her childhood is a blur and her present is just the same. Not knowing what happened to her parents or who shes in love with gets her caught in a trap of manipulation and deception. Like every rose shes beautiful and erotic, but every rose has thrones that make even the most loving bleed.

Rose is that girl who's popular without trying. She cold and distant, and doesn't talk. She's someone who can take care of themselves, even in the worst part of town. Nothing important or weird happens to her. So how will she react when she finds out she's a Mew? More importantly, how will the new aliens react? Yup, new aliens!

Honey, I'm not as Ignorant as You'ld Like to Think, but I Guess it's Hard to see That Through All The Lusting Isn't It?

Lylah figures out more and more about her parents past. Leading her down a dark adventurous road as you the reader follows along with her. It isn't even started yet...

As soon as I see my target, I reach for my pistol. It's not my favorite one I've used, but it gets the job done. I aim at my target, right on the head. I invision a circle, right where I'm suppose to hit. I put my finger on the trigger, ready to pull it. I do a small countdown as usual. "1," My target stands up. I wait. "2," my target runs her hand through her hair. "3." My target turns around, and looks me in the eye. She's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen

Old memories of promising to be together forever flashed through his mind. He wanted to let out another scream. He knew those dreams would never be realised now, for the two of them would now be split apart. __________ In a different world where the Sea Terrors had set foot inland to tear Terra apart, Rhodes Island's operators were working day and night to prepare themselves. To take one final stand. In the end, it was nothing more than a fleeting wish. They are called terrors for a reason. __________ This fic is mostly focused on Leonhardt and Ayerscarpe, and please read through the tags! This story takes place in a sort of alternate version of the Under Tides event, where the Sea Terrors attack Rhodes Island as they try to be the wall between the Abyss and all who live in Terra.

Azriel x reader/OC Wing clipping may be outlawed, but that doesn't mean that camps far out from the night court all obey. Follow our reader as she tries to navigate shadows without her wings, and with her son.

Seventeen years have passed since the blood-soaked dawn of 1692. The "Black Sleep" that once gripped the valley has lifted, but the rising sun brings a new kind of fire to the Great Glen. In the wake of the Great Restoration, the North has tasted nearly two decades of hard-won peace-but in the Highlands of 1709, peace is a fragile bloom, easily crushed by the boots of ambitious men. As the three unified houses of McKinnon, Ragnarok, and Collin grow in influence, the eyes of a shifting Scotland turn toward their borders with envy. While the revered Rowan Tree stands tall in the courtyard, its berries ripening like drops of crimson blood, a new generation of the Wolf must find its own path through the mist. The Daughter of Shadow and Light: Gracelyn, now seventeen and a master of the healing arts, finds herself at the center of a gathering storm. As suitor clans descend upon Ragnarok Keep, she must navigate a world where ancient traditions are weapons, every alliance is a hidden blade, and every vow is a potential trap. The Heirs of the Pine: The twins, Lachlan and Elara, twelve years of age and bursting with the fire of their parents, discover that the ghosts of the past are not as dead as the legends suggest. Deep within the Whispering Woods, remnants of old enemies stir, threatening to unravel the tapestry of the three houses. The Weight of the Rowan: Alana, once the lonely healer of a Lowland manor, now stands as a Queen and Mother. She must draw upon the deepest, most guarded secrets of the Earth to protect her children from a cost she never anticipated. In a kingdom where power is as sharp as a thorn and the political landscape of 1709 shifts like sand, can love truly take root, or will the weight of a crown finally crush the spirit of the Rowan? The mountains are calling. The Gathering has begun.