Smothered Magic- ACOMAF Fanfic

Smothered Magic- ACOMAF Fanfic

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During an afternoon of training with Rhys, Feyre finds a foreign hand clasping over her mouth and a mysterious, haunting weight that smothers her magic. She then finds herself in a cell. Rhys and The Court of Dreams race to retreive and save her from her mysterious captor. The timeline is changed ever so slightly in this story taking place after Chapter 55 (after Rhys and Feyre have become a couple and leave the house.) In the actual books, there is little time in between their return as a couple and going to Hybern, where Feyre is taken back with Tamlin. Also, in the book Feyre and Rhys get married and Feyre becomes HIgh Lady only the night before Hybern. In my story, there are many weeks in between their return from the house and Hybern and during the first few weeks, Rhys and Feyre get married and Feyre becomes High Lady. This story takes place, or starts, in those first few weeks. This is my first fiction/ fanfic piece- I am more of a journalist then an author, but I adored this series! I hope you enjoy! This is an adaptation and the characters are not mine or original! Huge thank you and respect to SJ Maas. #1 in Fae (10/13/20) #1 in Feysand (6/10/21)
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Two hundred years ago Rhysand lost his mother and sister in a grueling murder. But what if that sister had survived? What if the head in that box was just a tree-stump, transformed to look exactly like her? What if she had instead been sold for her knowledge on the mysterious Night Court? And what if that sister would now, just a few years after the war, find her way back, but with agendas of her own? ****************************************************************************** "Alright, oh wise one, my need for wisdom has run out now, so you can be on your way now" I waved my hand. "That's cold" Rhys put a hand over his heart, " I thought we were having a big-bro-little-sis talk here." I rolled my eyes, but he slid an arm around my shoulder: "We both already know what you'll do anyway." "Oh, we do, is that right?" He nodded: "You always been so predictable, if you would write murder-mysteries everyone would know from the beginning who killed the victim." "That's weirdly specific, how long have you been sitting on that one?" I snorted. "Since you insulted my taste in art" he sniffed theatrically. I laughed: "You are one petty High Lord." "I don't even know what to say to that insolence" he shook his head.

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