With the war against Hybern over, Prythian is finally able to breathe. That is, until four women are brought into a dream where they discover that they are more closely connected to the Cauldron than they once thought, and are now in grave danger.
Things have awoken from deep beneath the earth. The power of the Cauldron broke the spells holding them back, and they are now on the hunt for it. They will stop at nothing until they have it. Monsters from another time, beings with enough power to reshape the world, and all they need is the Cauldron.
Niana searches for those that share her connection, leading her to the Night Court.
What she didn't plan for, though, was to be thrown into a past she desperately wished to forget. Secrets are forcibly brought to the light, and unknown feelings spark between herself and the one person she can't stand.
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"Take off your glamor," he said against my lips, voice rough.
"I want to see it all," he whispered.
I held a breath. "I'm afraid you'll hate what I am."
"I could never hate you."
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Azriel x OC
published on both Wattpad and AO3
It had been long since we last saw Feyre, but I felt her. She was alive after all. They hadn't killed her for saving her High Fae Lord. But I had felt her panic around two months after I felt her again, after our bond came back, after she got out from that Mountain. But Nesta wouldn't let me leave. She said it was nothing, that I was paranoid, but I know what she felt. She had wanted to be saved and she was, not by me, but I felt her relief and then anger. What had happened? Who knows? But she was safe, that was what mattered. She had a week thereafter where she was angry but relieved. After that it was blurry, all kind of emotions. But that day was it, I left despise Nesta saying it was nothing. I couldn't let her suffer like that. It felt like he has abused her, something I wouldn't allow.
- Nala Archeron