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A Court of Realms and Rulers

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Prythian was amid a time of peace; a feat that its inhabitants had fought for and defended for decades and centuries. The Inner Circle, ever-growing with new additions, maintained a steady rule over their territory and trained their heirs to cultivate and nurture everything that they had once sacrificed for.

As an Heiress to the High Lord and Lady's throne, Valeria would go to the ends of their World and any others in existence for her Court and her people, no matter the cost. Had grown into her power and strength and cunning to do just that. 

But there was an evil inside of her; a beast clawing at the cages she so dutifully enforced to keep it secured. And as that beast of night and shadow raged through the darkest depths of her begging for release, fear of the danger she posed and the weight of a crown not yet donned threatened to bring her to her knees.

However, Valeria bowed to nobody. And once the gates of Realms were open and her family and continent were faced with an impossible war alongside allies from Worlds she had not known to exist, the choice to yield herself to the creature within proved to be as heavy as any throne.  Whether it would be their salvation or ruin, she had yet to decide.All Rights Reserved

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A Court of Heritance and Destiny by mymymoon

Disclaimer: I do not own ACOTAR characters or the world. This is my own work created within Sarah J Maas already created world. This is set after Silver Flames, but will not touch on any events that have happened after. This story has 5 parts: Part 1: Before Ikarad, the second son to Feyre and Rhysand of the Night Court. Mated to Etera, the Shifter. Both of them are loyal to their court and their family. Both of them dream of a future that feels so impossible and far away, that when it is within grasp, it scares them more. Part 2: During Freya, daughter to Tamlin. Her life is limited to a circle of white stone. Her hair itches, and her dreams are filled with mountains and wings. Betrothed to a male decades older, a marriage everyone around her prepares her for. Part 3: Present Freya has known pain for a long time now and Orion is tasked to look after her. Orion, the outlier, the one that doesn't truly fit in. Freya's identity is questioned, all that she knows about the world starts to break apart. Leaving her to lean on Orion in more ways than one. Part 4: After Amaya, Youngest daughter to Rhysand and Feyre of the Night Court, tries to find her place in the Night Court. Her powers are greater than her brothers and her father. Her head is held high. Things still need to be clarified, still need to be revealed. Part 5: Beyond Etera needs to face what she has tried to hide from. Amaya needs to face her feelings. Orion needs to face his desires. Years of avoidance come to an end. Death returns one more time. And maybe this is not an end, but a beginning. Cover art by me.

✔ Mrs Mandray by Jessicalids

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To the Shadowsinger | Azriel by McShalyn

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

A Court of Stars and Shadows by siriusly_prongs_

Azriel, the spymaster of the Night Court, one of the most powerful Illyrians to walk Prythian. He was damaged, he was broken, and he thought himself evil. He found solace in his darkness and in his shadows. Gwyneth Berdara, a priestess in the library after a horrific event left her scarred. She had finally learned to come out of her shell, as she and her found family of Nesta and Emerie began training to be Valkyries. They were unlikely friends, and yet they found themselves becoming close with one another, almost as if they were drawn together, and it was out of their control. After all, he was the one who saved her from the Hybern soldiers that fateful night, and it was her who will unknowingly save him from himself. the characters and world all belong to SJM! not me, this is a work of fan fiction but the plot is mine :)

A Court Of Past And Present by jaquly

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A Song of Faithless Shadows by yourlocalsag

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Windseeker by MB980004

I spent fifty years avoiding my cousin and his family. Sitting here opposite of the most beautiful male I'd ever known, I cursed myself for those years. I could have met Azriel, Shadowsinger of the Night Court, a little sooner. A few months earlier, Alya Song had been dragged to lan execution post and tied up by a War Lord of the Illyrian War Camp, Alhallow. After the weeks they'd spent torturing her, she had no fight left. So she closed her eyes and tried to think of a better place. Her mother had told her stories of a city with music and magic and light, with joy echoing in the streets, day and night. So, with death threatening to strike, she dreamed of the City of Starlight. She didn't expect to actually end up there, amongst her second cousin and his family. She didn't expect to be dragged into their ranks just as a War was brewing. And she certainly didn't expect for them to ask for her help. But then again, Rhysand, Feyre, and the Inner Circle were never the people they pretended to be, so 'unexpected' was a given.

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A Court of Light and Melody by Daevastanner

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What if I lived? ✔️ by Chihirophie

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Disclaimer: I do not own ACOTAR characters or the world. This is my own work created within Sarah J Maas already created world. This is set after Silver Flames, but will not touch on any events that have happened after. This story has 5 parts: Part 1: Before Ikarad, the second son to Feyre and Rhysand of the Night Court. Mated to Etera, the Shifter. Both of them are loyal to their court and their family. Both of them dream of a future that feels so impossible and far away, that when it is within grasp, it scares them more. Part 2: During Freya, daughter to Tamlin. Her life is limited to a circle of white stone. Her hair itches, and her dreams are filled with mountains and wings. Betrothed to a male decades older, a marriage everyone around her prepares her for. Part 3: Present Freya has known pain for a long time now and Orion is tasked to look after her. Orion, the outlier, the one that doesn't truly fit in. Freya's identity is questioned, all that she knows about the world starts to break apart. Leaving her to lean on Orion in more ways than one. Part 4: After Amaya, Youngest daughter to Rhysand and Feyre of the Night Court, tries to find her place in the Night Court. Her powers are greater than her brothers and her father. Her head is held high. Things still need to be clarified, still need to be revealed. Part 5: Beyond Etera needs to face what she has tried to hide from. Amaya needs to face her feelings. Orion needs to face his desires. Years of avoidance come to an end. Death returns one more time. And maybe this is not an end, but a beginning. Cover art by me.