Acotar Stories

Join Melona Vanserra as she makes her way in the aftermath of Amarantha's attack on Prythian. Along the way there will be trials to face, new and old friends at her side as she tries to become a leader for a fallen people when their High Lord abandons them. (During Amarantha's rule Under the Mountain) WARNING: This story will be happening during battles between the Autumn Court and Hyberns armies, so violences and injuries will be present. As well as other topics.

Feyre returns from Adriata and has a lot on her mind. Tamlin, the war, Rhys. Mor decides that she needs a sleepover to talk through it all. Antics, battle strategy, and bonding ensue. In universe A Court of Thorns and Roses story. Feysand. Feyre and Morrigan girl time with boy talk.

There are 3 people that Ariadne Archeron cares about in the world, Feyre, Elain, and her twin sister Nesta. As the oldest of the sisters, Ariadne and Nesta have both always been the protectors. Though Ariadne was also the dreamer. Always looking for the best in people and looking around starry eyed at everything. Nesta is her best friend in the world and both sisters would burn the world to the ground for each other. When the Archeron's lose their fortune, Ariadne helps Feyre hunt, teaches Nesta how to set traps for smaller animals, and tries to get Elain to grow vegetables in her garden. When a faerie breaks down their front door, Ariadne has a single thought. Protect her sisters. She volunteers to take Feyre's place and go to Pythian with the faerie, Tamlin. When Feyre agrees to go with Tamlin, Ariadne immediately goes with her. As they spend more time in Pythian, Ariadne becomes close friends with Lucien and remains wary of Tamlin. She notices the way that Feyre's glares at Tamlin slowly begin softening and Ariadne knows that her sister is slowly but surely falling for the High Lord. When Tamlin sends them back to the mortal world, Ariadne feels a pull towards the faerie realm and confides in Nesta. Her twin understands and encourages her to go back. Ariadne promises to return when she can and returns to Prythian with Feyre. Now, they must face an opponent that they know nothing about to save the world that they have begun to call home. OC X Tarquin

This is my oneshots, rejects, and ideas that I sometimes enjoy writing on but probably never ever will finish. This will contain, all kinds of Marvel, ACOTAR, The Witcher, Phantom of The Opera, Glee, Hannibal, Supernatural and a lot of other mixed stuff like character prompts or plots both for fan fiction and DnD. It will contain: Fluff, some adult themes, but all chapters will have a warning of any nsfw content. OBS! In a couple of the stories the OC might have the same name as one of the OCs in my other stories. This is bc I am extremely lazy.

The last Inkborn in Prythian has survived centuries of hunting, her magic woven into the animals inked across her skin. Isabelle has always lived in the shadows, trusting no one-until a mysterious High Lord and his Inner Circle find her. Rhysand knows she's his mate, but Isabelle doesn't-and she has no reason to trust anyone. As the Night Court battles jealous hunters and rival courts, Isabelle must navigate a world she's never known: one of friendship, danger, and feelings she never thought she'd allow herself to feel. Can a girl born of shadows find her place in the light? And can the Night Court protect her before history repeats itself?

In the hidden world of Velmora, mountains touch the clouds, and great magical creatures roam beneath towering trees. Three Fae sisters, born into a sheltered life, are about to discover a world far bigger than they ever imagined, a world where adventure and danger can appear when they least expect it. Friends may not be what they seem, and secrets hide in every shadow. As they explore, the magic of Velmora reveals itself in ways that will change their lives forever.

Good morning, I'm Kalliope Aoidós (yes, spelled like this: Καλλιόπη Ἀοιδός... pretty impressive, right?), Technical Account Manager at a company in... well, I'm sure you don't really need my CV for this. Let's try again. Hey, I'm Kalliope Aoidós, and I've got a little problem. Okay, more like an incurable, family-heritage problem. Technically, it's genetic-something my family has been conveniently passing down for centuries. One of my great-great-great-great-grandparents thought it was totally appropriate to insult his muse, calling her a "good-for-nothing" and a "sellout." How charming, right? Too bad that muse was THE Muse after whom I'm named. Apparently, she's not exactly the warm and fuzzy type. So why on earth do I have the honor of carrying the name of the one who cursed my entire family tree? Oh, that was my grandmother's brilliant idea. In a way, they "sacrificed" me to her by giving me her name, hoping it would change her mind about the curse. Spoiler alert: It didn't. So here I am, just like hundreds of my ancestors, stuck in the same lovely swamp. I'm a Book Jumper or, as my grandmother (who has a flair for dramatic epithets) likes to call me, a βιβλιοποδητής, which basically means "walker of books." And these are my stories. Or, more accurately, my delightful misadventures. Copyright 2025 AnemoneMarino. All Rights Reserved. Note: All the pictures I've used in this story are not mine; they belong to their respective owners. The cover and banners are made by me. #nanowatt2026 #thenanowatt #TNW2026

A fae from the continent has been sent on a mission to Prythian, but she and her dragon companion are injured on the way, and they take refuge in The Middle. surrounding courts feel the new energy of these foreigners, and both Autumn and Night investigate. What happens when her mission moves to Autumn and she has to stay in the forest house with newly crowned Eris. How is she to keep the existence of her dragon a secret, and her attraction to High Lord Eris under wraps.? Disclaimer: the world and *majority* of the characters aren't mine, they have been created by Sarah j Maas Use of Y/n

Exactly what the title says. Enjoy the wonders of Rowaelin, Feysand, and many many memes. And some quotes. I do not own the art inside. Book 5.

Nesta is getting ready on her wedding day, and a sadness settles over her as she longs for her father to walk her down the aisle. Notes: Nesta Week 2026 Day 2: Longing

It's been a year since Cassian's untimely death. A year since a stranger from Bryce's world fell into hers. A year of them sharing a home and being civil. But today is the day Nesta Archeron finally dissolves all of her anger and misplaced dismissal to attempt to begin anew--the Dusk Court needs her, needs them--as if the stars had truly rewritten their stories. Notes: Nesta Week 2026: Day 3: Fate/Destiny

Something slow burns from Nesta and Cormac's friendship and leadership over the course of them reviving and rebuilding Dusk. Nesta learns, however, that the bond is something you can never bury. Despite their shared grief and mutual understanding, a realization finally sparks Nesta into seeing Cormac as more than her King or her confidante, but truly as her new mate. Notes: Nesta Week Day 4: Lover Fade to black at the end because I was on a time crunch, but perhaps I will do a smutty chapter 2 one day.

~ Azriel's love story ~ Y/N x Azriel (ACOTAR)

Summary: The moment Tamlin feels that tether to one of his youngest sentries snap, he realizes that Andras was killed. His death breaks him more than any other. ***HUGE shoutout to my friend Henry Kramer, Tamlins Graphic Audio narrator, for performing the first paragraph on my podcast and allowing me to use his brilliance to lead into this fic!*** Notes: Tamlin Week 2026: Day 2: Prophesy/Cursed

CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR ACOTAR, All characters apart from my OC belong to Sarah J Maas.

In Prythian, she was nothing more than a little girl destined to marry whichever male her father thrusted her upon. In Doranelle, she can start over. She must start over. Astraia knows she needs to forget what happened in that mountain cabin, but even if the echoes of her mother's screams didn't ring in her ears, she wouldn't be able to let go of the taunting question: if she died, why didn't she stay dead. Even more pressing, why did she wake up on another world? Taken under the wings of four ancient brothers who may have motives of their own for adopting a twelve year-old Fae girl, Astraia begins to ask herself the questions she never wanted to face, and in doing so, learns more about herself and her world-both of them-than she could ever imagine. More worrisome are the tremors that begin to ripple through Doranelle and the neighboring continent, Erilea; her new family speaks of a race called Valg, a wicked Fae Queen, and a bloodline that possesses an ember of magic destined to become a raging wildfire. Armed with shadows and stars, Astraia must decide where she will stand in that battle. For it is coming. And no amount of preparation will ready her for the war made to rattle the stars that have watched over her for centuries. *PREQUEL TO A COURT OF SUN AND STARS*

She woke up in Azriel's torture chamber with no memory of who she is or how she ended up there. He tells her she's there because she deserves to be there. Who do we become when we lose ourselves? (Throne of glass mentions and tie-ins)

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a little nessian fanfic :) in the point of view of nesta, god i love her so flipping much takes place in Velaris aka my fav place ever first fanfiction sorry its so bad

Preface: This is an ACOTAR, Eris x OC FanFiction. I am not particularly fussed with the timeline and lore from the books since the Autumn Court and Eris are only briefly mentioned and a lot is left to the imagination. Enjoy my delusion and liberties! I haven't decided if this will be a bunch of one shots in the beginning in order to tell their backstory, or if I will do a chapter by chapter situation.