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The Devil You Know

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Parts 10
Time 2h 25m

acotar amren azriel cassian elain feyre lucien mór nesta nightcourt rhysand shadowsinger sjm tamlin

Each year Under The Mountain, Amarantha sent Rhysand to the Spring Court with the order to watch Tamlin during Calanmai and report back to her who he had chosen as his Maiden. With no other choice, Rhysand did as she asked, knowing he was condemning those females to death, because they had touched something the Queen saw as hers.

But one female had escaped, pregnant. She managed to evade Amarantha's guards for years until her luck ran out. When Amarantha learns of her child, of Tamlin's daughter, she decides she'd make the perfect gift for her father's enemy...The High Lord of the Night Court, Rhysand.All Rights Reserved

acotar amren azriel cassian elain feyre lucien mór nesta nightcourt rhysand shadowsinger sjm tamlin

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What if I lived? ✔️ by Chihirophie

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.

The Heir of Night by smplymxlfoy

Theia, an Illyrian female, despises her Court. She knows of the High Lord's secret city, and the wealth that thrives there. As the poorest of a poverty stricken village, Theia is forced to keep herself and her mother alive. Working two jobs and coming home to a dilapidated cabin, she runs thin. Nyx, the Heir of the Night Court, had taken interest in her during his residency at the Windhaven war camp. He pushes himself into her life after being scolded about his privilege. Theia refuses to accept his pity, but can't seem to stay away from his continuous offers. Nyx x OC A Court of Thorns and Roses story.

Dance of Shadows / Azriel x Oc by iluvmdilfs

He was the darkness. She was the star who lit it up. In which the shadowsinger of the Night Court falls for his High Lord's long lost sister. "He was like a breath of fresh air after being held underwater for eternity." - "She was his punishment for every bad thing he had ever done. For no one could make him bleed the way she did." - Azriel x oc story

ACOMAF (Rhys's POV) by crazygurl4ever

A group of fic's detailing some of the more major scenes of A Court of Thorns and Roses by Sarah J. Maas from the point of view of Rhysand, as he deals with after effects of Amaratha's deals and havoc she caused. ----------------------------------------------------------------------------- I found this on internet. Hope you enjoy! ╰•★★ -𝐒𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱𝐱 ★★•╯

Tamlin's Daughter by WelshFlower02

Odette has never known the outside world, having only seen it from her window. on her eighteenth her life changes as she is taken from her room for the first time and told she is attending a High Lords meeting, but it doesn't go exactly to plan.

A Court Under the Mountain by TheStarlitMidnight

Long before the events of the Court of Thorns and Roses, there was a lot happening in Prythian and the Continent. This is my humble take on trying to play with the idea of Amarantha's oppression of Prythian and her dystopian take on being the queen Under the Mountain. Kaela, a heiress to the throne of Fae Kingdom located far away in the desert of the Continent was sent to warn Prythian of Amarantha's intentions. The next thing she knows is that she wakes up Under the Mountain, bargained to be part of a concubine program with memories missing.

$A Court Of Flowers And Shadows {Azriel Shadowsinger} by faithelzbeth_writing$

"You make my world just a little bit more full of light." "That's a little bit ironic don't you think?" "Well, flowers need light to grow so no, not really." Being the youngest and only daughter of the High Lord of the Spring is always weird. Especially when you are fully aware of the fact that your older brother Tamlin didn't want the title once your father was dead. Amara didn't have much in ways of comforts and time away from her brother but Rhysand had always been more than happy to take her away and to Velaris, as long as she swore that she would never tell Tamlin, her older brother. That was where she had been when the Blight hit.

Dance of Fate by iluvmdilfs

The continuation of Dance of Shadows Amarantha has struck. Asteria and Rhysand are being held captive Under the Mountain along with almost all of Prythian. Azriel can't do anything to save her. How ever will they find their way back to each other?

My Darling Katherina by Sophie_BookQ

What if Amarantha was pregnant with Rhysand's daughter and he didn't know about it until years later? Will she follow down the same path of darkness as her father, or will she put on her mother's crown... WARNING: I don't not own ACOTAR's, it belongs to its original writer, Sarah.J.Mass! Also, contains spoilers! So if you haven't read ACOSF then I suggest you don't read this! Also, I have another fanfiction on What if Feyre and Tamlin had a child years before she met Rhysand?

Princess Of Spring by BookWonderland13

April is the daughter of Tamlin and the heir of the Spring Court. She knows her father has a bad history with the Night Court, but the version of events her dad has told her is a twisted story, which strays far from the actual truth. It had been drilled into her since birth to never trust any fae from the Night Court. She has been having dreams of the same pair of blue eyes. Every night without fail, she has dreamed of these eyes. At the Great Rite, she meets the owner of these eyes, Nyx, the heir of the Night Court, son of her dad's greatest rivals, and the ones she had been told about. She had been taught to never trust any fae from the Night Court, but she is drawn to Nyx. She can't stay away from him, and he can't stay away from her. He teaches her the truth of what actually happened during the war, and she realises that her dad's stories have all been lies. She realises the family she had grown up with, isn't all that it seemed to be.

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What if I lived? ✔️

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.