Acotar Stories

a court of mist and fury fanfiction azriel shadowsinger x oc 18+ - "The angels up in the clouds are jealous knowing we found Something so out of the ordinary. You got me kissing the ground of your sanctuary Shatter me with your touch, oh Lord return to me dust." What happens when a reader falls into ACOTAR's universe.

For fifty years, Asteria survived. She survived the loss of her brother. She survived the war. She survived becoming the person everyone leaned on. But somewhere between duty and grief, she forgot how to live. She forgot how to fly. Then Azriel arrives at the mountain house half-frozen, wounded, exhausted-and everything begins to change. In the quiet of storms and candlelight, among shadows that adore her and wings she no longer remembers how to use, Asteria begins finding herself again. And somewhere between shadows, storms, and stolen moments, Azriel realizes there was never going to be an escape from her and why his shadows chose her centuries ago. A fantasy romance set in the Night Court. Slow burn. Mutual pining. Healing. Star magic. Wing care. Shadows with opinions. And a love story written softly between the stars. All characters and settings from the A Court of Thorns and Roses series belong to Sarah J. Maas. I only own my original characters, scenes, and plot additions created for this fanfiction. This story is a non-profit work of fanfiction made purely for entertainment purposes. Happy Ending :)

Everyone's heard of the Crescent City Postal Service, AKA otters. We've heard about them from the characters, but we've never seen from their perspectives. I've decided to write a short fanfiction about an otter from the postal service and all the crazy things they get up. Cross-overs, otters and all our favourite characters. Cover art not mine, credits to creator. Cover made on Canva.

The worst heartbreaks don't arrive all at once. They happen slowly-through missed calls, tired silences, almost-texts, and the quiet realisation that love can still exist while two people fall apart. When she and Eris decide to "take space," it's supposed to help them breathe. Instead, it leaves them haunted by everything the other used to fill. No betrayal. No dramatic ending. Just two people who loved each other deeply and somehow lost their way. But distance has a cruel way of revealing what matters most. And when life keeps pulling them back into each other's orbit, they're forced to face the question they avoided from the start. Was the relationship failing... or were they?

After the war with Hybern, Velaris is still learning how to breathe again. Naia arrives in the Night Court carrying too many secrets, too much old magic, and a glamour carefully built to make her look ordinary. She is not fae. She is not human. And she is certainly not as helpless as she wants everyone to believe. When Amren decides that boredom is a perfectly acceptable reason to hand her over to Cassian for training, Naia is pulled into the dangerous warmth of the Inner Circle: morning coffee, sharp jokes, hidden libraries, old wounds, impossible magic, and a home she never meant to want. Cassian is not looking for another complication. Naia is not looking to be seen. Unfortunately, the Night Court has a habit of finding the truth beneath every mask. A slow-burn ACOTAR fanfiction about secrets, healing, friendship, desire, jealousy, found family, and choosing love without fate deciding it first. Disclaimer: This is a fanfiction inspired by the ACOTAR universe. I do not own ACOTAR, Prythian, Velaris, the Night Court, or any canon characters. All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas. Naia and original plot elements are mine.

Velaris. City of Starlight, Art and most importantly Freedom. Or so it seems for Meira. As daughter of an Illyrian Lord she has never been able to go see the City herself, not to even speak of freedom. When her parents set the date for her clipping Meira can't take it anymore, she flees. ************************************* "See! You're laughing!" I put a bookmark into the book and slapped it shut. Azriel's voice sounded through me: "I'm not laughing, believe me." I glared at him suspiciously, now he grinned, I rolled my eyes: "I think it's a cute story." "It is, you'll tell me how it ends?" he sounded somewhat serious. I squinted at him, he smiled at me again, an almost invisible dimple coming out on the left of his lips: "Fine."

Book boyfriends are everywhere - Wattpad, BookTok, all of it. But I'm curious... what actually makes them feel.... "Perfect"? What do readers love, what do they avoid, and what keeps a male character genuinely loveable? So I made a quick little survey just for fun - to see what people are really into! And who knows... maybe it'll reveal what the next iconic book boyfriend looks like.

One minute, Sienna Quinn is asleep in her tiny Jersey apartment. The next, she wakes in a bed that is definitely not hers - beside Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court. There are ancient wards, winged warriors, a sentient House with opinions, and absolutely no coffee. Sienna has no phone, no way home, and no explanation for how she appeared in the most protected bedroom in Velaris. To the Inner Circle, she is an impossible problem. To Cassian, she is a training disaster waiting to happen. To Mor, she is clearly worth keeping. To Azriel, she is suspicious. To Amren, she is already too much. And to Rhysand, she is becoming a riddle he should not enjoy solving. A lighthearted ACOTAR portal-fantasy fanfiction full of banter, found family, slow-burn tension, Velaris chaos, and one very under-caffeinated girl from New Jersey. Disclaimer: This is an unofficial fanfiction inspired by the ACOTAR universe. Canon characters, settings, and world belong to Sarah J. Maas. Sienna Quinn and original plot elements belong to me.

Lysandra is the second in command on the Legion of Spies in the Night Court, after Azriel. People fear her, mostly because she isn't afraid of Azriel. Declaimers: The cover is made by AI only because I suck at editing. The story is created by me. I don't own the characters ( except Lysandra ) or the world and everything related to ACOTAR.

Sometimes, crossing a portal doesn't mean changing places, but rather being forced to face everything once believed to be unchangeable. Charlotte has always trusted logic, calculations, and the certainties that science provides. Anne, on the other hand, learned to trust people, emotions, and the instinct to protect those she loves. When an experiment goes wrong, the two sisters are thrown into a reality that challenges not only the laws of the world they once knew, but also everything they believed to be true. Trapped in a place where magic is real, where truths can be read in one's eyes and shadows seem to have a will of their own, Charlotte and Anne must relearn how to trust each other, the strangers who take them in, and, above all, themselves. Between impossible choices, bonds that form when least expected, and the constant doubt between returning home or staying, they discover that not every prison is made of walls, and not every kind of freedom is easy to accept. Because sometimes, the greatest challenge is not surviving another reality... it is deciding which one you belong to. ------------------------------------------------ Notes: This is the English version of my original story. English is not my first language, so I apologize in advance for any mistakes you may find. I'm doing my best, and I hope you can still enjoy the story! Thank you for your understanding

A collection of my ocs

𝖆𝖈𝖔𝖙𝖆𝖗 𝖝 𝖍𝖆𝖗𝖗𝖞 𝖕𝖔𝖙𝖙𝖊𝖗 𝖈𝖗𝖔𝖘𝖘𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖗 [𝖒𝖆𝖙𝖚𝖗𝖊] Mara comes from a land of witches, wizards and chocolate frogs. Her vampire and witch heritage has led her to watch the world over the centuries. But her throat for knowledge and a strange connection brings her to the land of Prythian. But how does her existence effect the fae of Prythian? How deep does Mara's connection to the fae run? Is Mara powerful enough to destroy Koschei? [I don't own any of the characters or the worlds, other than the character's I create. All of these belong to J.K Rowling and S.J Mass]

After spending her entire life in Cretea, Zivia finds herself in the company of the Night Court, sent as an emissary to help after the war. As she navigates her way outside her once secluded life, she develops unlikely bonds with the people around her - especially with the one wreathed in shadows. (Set a few months after ACOFAS...) (Azriel x OC)

Hi everyone! Just some one shot about our favorite faes. Feel free to request me anything, I'll be more than happy to try write them down. P.s. English is not my first language, so please forgive me if there are some errors, and corrections are welcome! I don't own any of the characters.

Instagram @charlotte_romeo_ ~~~~~ Celeste Archeron is forced into a body of the Cauldron's choosing, a life she never dreamed of living and world she never imagined calling her own. As the fourth and youngest Archeron sister, she knows of her family's struggles and triumphs over the years, and refuses to allow the world to bring her to her knees a moment longer. Celeste's journey into the Faerie realms of Prythian is not one most could endure. But for her sisters, for her family, for the love she has never allowed herself to believe could be hers, Celeste grasps the life once shaped by the world and doesn't wait for the world to catch up as she shifts it to a life of her own choosing. ~~~~ An ACOTAR fanfiction about extending yourself beyond society's mould, fighting for what is right and finding who you are along the way. Set from the end of ACOMAF and continues from this point onwards with the ACOTAR series. There will be spoilers for this series in this work. ~~~~ DISCLAIMERS: No smut. This is purely a work of fanfiction, using characters (except for my own) and the world from the 'A Court of Thorns and Roses' series belonging to Sarah J. Maas. Credits to cover photo owner; writing added to photo by me. Do not translate or republish this work elsewhere. This piece of fiction will only be available by @charlotte_romeo_ on Wattpad. If you see it anywhere else, please report the story and account for plagiarism. ~~~ Published: Thursday, 17th November, 2022.

Aelin is ready to travel the world and meet new people. Rhys and Feyre have just learnt about a new country, hidden for centuries. What will happen when the two courts meet?

[SPINOFF/SEQUEL TO CURSEBREAKER AND FIREHEART/ SON OF NIGHT AND DAUGHTER OF STARS] Estelle Whitethorn Galathynius is many things, but first and foremost, she is a daughter of Terrasen. She never wanted to be anything different. Until Nyx fell into her life. Now, faced with having to leave Nyx forever, Estelle doesn't know how to say goodbye. She doesn't know how to go back to the way things were before, before the son of the Night Court crash-landed into her kingdom and somehow stole her heart without ever trying. She isn't sure she wants to. Nyx and Estelle are faced with an impossible scenario, one where no one can possibly come out the other side unscathed. But they took this leap of faith together. It seems only fitting that they land together, too. No matter what may await them when they reach the end. (This is set after the events of ACOSF and Kingdom of Ash! It's also set after my own fanfiction series, Cursebreaker and Fireheart, taking place after the third sequel, Son of Night and Daughter of Stars. I'd recommend reading these beforehand, as there will be spoilers for all!!) Cover art by Merwild, edited by me!

Self Explanatory. Cocky Rhysand and Determined Feyre make Adorable Feysand FanFic

Penelope has just run... From a marriage with a brute From an alliance with Autumn From her father and his plans Nyx has been stuck... In his family's legacy In his own stubborn ways In a court of possibilities, where he has none When a girl on the run meets a boy who's stuck. When a daughter of Spring meets the Son of Night nothing could go wrong.

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)