Tog Stories

This is a crossover between 2 existing books series, I recommend reading both the Throne of Glass series and the a Court of Thorns and Roses series (up until ACOWAR) entirely before reading this! *** Completed, unedited, 37k words *** Three years after the war, Orynth is finally nearly rebuilt and Aelin is living a hectic but happy life as the Queen of Terrasen and the Faerie Queen of the West. That all is ripped away from her when a portal appears and drops her in a warring world. Aelin has to choose between hiding or going to war again, as she tries to find her way home. Will she make some new friends? Or more enemies? Will she find the way back home? *** After KOA & during ACOWAR Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters or worlds, they're all Sarah J. Maas's.

*please note that I only own the characters Carmen, Lillith, Willow, Leya and Ivy. The rest belong to Sarah J Maas* (This is a crossover between my own universe and Throne of glass.) Carmen is Fae and an assassin but she's also married to her wife Lillith and has three kids Willow(6) Leya(5) and Ivy(6m) she gets paid well and only does a couple jobs a week so she can help her wife out with the kids. Lillith is also fae and she loves her life she feels as if she finally got her happily ever after with her wife and kids but she still hasn't told her wife that she used to be an assassin too and she was the best one out there until she retired so she could be a stay at home mum. One day when Carmen comes home from a job and everything feels a little weird sihe doesn't question it until her and her family find themselves in another world.

Climbing the Tower is no joke. It's a game of chance, wit, treachery, and false smiles. That's what I initially believed in as my whole world came crumbling down on the Second Floor. I lost hope. I saw betrayal at its finest. I lost my motivation, almost becoming a fallen star. But someone pulled me back up. I learned something new the day I lost everything: I wasn't alone anymore, someone was here to hold my hand. I will climb the Tower with him. I will keep living. BOOK 2 OF THE MOON CHILD SERIES [WARNING]: This contains spoilers [DISCLAIMER]: I do not own the characters from Tower of God. They belong to SIU and you should thank him. I only own my OCs. [STARTED]: June 14, 2020 [ENDED]: July 21, 2020 [MOST IMPRESSIVE RANKINGS]: #1 in fallenstar #2 in vv #4 in endorsi #8 in khunagueroagnis

AU where Sam lives. Follows the adventures of Celaena and Sam in the southern continent as well as Dorian, Nehemia, Chaol, and Nox in Erilea (and more, along with a few OC's).

(Lyria and Rowan Fan Fic) This is the backstory of Rowan Whitethorn and Lyria (from the Throne of Glass series). THis is about 200 years before Heir of Fire. (They are fae, have magic, and are immmortal)

Just some cute oneshots, mostly focussing on the couples within the story - THIS IS YA WITH NO SPICE. All characters, locations, etc. belong to Sarah J Maas, and the cover does not belong to me, only the plot is my original work.

It is all simple, 'easy'. I then use my power and change my clothes within a blink of an eye, gone is the gorgeous, flowing dress I arrived in, as I now wear the simplistic, boring dress of those around me. I start on my way down the road, towards what seemed to be a marketplace of some kind. The portal well and truly closed all that is left is the centre symbol, a wyvern, drawn in my blood. Any characters from the original series are the all owned by the Queen Sarah J. Maas

Nesta and Cassian have to babysit Feysand's child. One- shot

Love is complicated. So is life. You can never get the things you want. Everything somehow manages to betray you. But when I met you, you didn't feel this way. The picture is not mine ;-; some very awesome person on Twitter drew it and being the mean person I am I stole it pls don't kill me ;-;-; Tower of God belongs to SIU, not me sadly ;u;

➪ A cross between Throne of Glass and The Medoran Chronicles ➪Alexandra Jennings has never felt more empty before. The aftermath of the war takes its toll on Medora, but specifically her. Her walls have been torn down, taped back up but can't hold for long. So she needs to heal. ➪Aelin Ashryver Galathynius has been Queen for a few years and has ruled quite comfortably. That is, until a stranger arrives on her doorstep claiming to know her, with a strange letter and an even stranger tale. Their two worlds cross, collide and could make or break the both of them. ⚠️gore,blood,death and swearing ⚠️ books not required to read but will have spoilers and is advised to read

Fluff, modern, holidays, etc. ⚠️Warning:⚠️ Swearing, Mentions of sex

Fifty years after a huntress killed a fay sentinel beneath the safety of the wall. Fifty years after a young queen shattered a glass castle with her battle cry... their paths cross. Nyx son of Feyre, Evalin daughter of Aelin both know that their parent's wishes for peace cannot be maintained. War is coming, and it will be brutal. When Evalin is forced through a portal, when Nyx finds a golden-haired female washed up to shore on the bank of a frozen river, and when history begins to repeat itself in unforgiving ways... War. ------ Evalin is the princess of Terrasen, the sole heir to the throne and peaceful kingdom. Or so she thought. When a witch by the name of Amarantha stumbles on their doorstep, claiming to have come from another world, she curses Evalin before disappearing. Is it such a coincidence that later that night, she is porteled to another world? Prynthia. And when she is saved by none other than a so called 'high lords son', Evalin is plunged into a world of mystery and magic. Nyx is the son of two mighty fay, but has never seen war. He wishes for an adventure of his own, like the ones of his parents stories. Feyre and Rhysand have witnessed the horrors of war first hand, and never want to again. But with whispers of deamons creeping up from the east, they can no longer delude themselves with peace. And when Nyx stumbles across a female who might be the key to unlocking an unholy power, things get dangerous. Especially when feelings they cant explain awaken. A bond. Can she be contained? or will her cursed power destroy them, and everything they stand for.

the tragedy in 2F ended but slowly comes back. Can Callista and the others will be able to handle it? The path she's taking will they make it? Will something change if she found answers for her longing questions? . I don't own the Cover even TOG I only own the story. (~￣³￣)~

This is an alternate story of 9 year old Celaena Sardothian or Aelin Ashryver Galathynius or even Lillian Gordania or Elentiya, taking place on the coast of Adarlan, where the assasins keep is.

Maia Mitchell's always loved the skies; the only thing to come close to that devotion is her love - first a preteen crush, later a deeper passion - for Bradley Bradshaw. Then Maverick's choice to delay Bradley's entrance into the navy damages their bond irreparably. Suddenly, Maia has to chart a path alone. When a chance meeting sees her reconnect with Bradley after over a decade, her life's course alters yet again. This time, much like the skies when she flies, fate's in her hands. But moulding your fate isn't nearly as easy as flying. Will Maia and Bradley's burgeoning love find a way regardless? Warnings: fluff, no NSFW material, angst, heartbreak, death of a parent is mentioned, legal age gap later on (3 years), profanity, not canon compliant.

Elorcan fanfiction This is my first fic ever and I hope you guys like it ~Viv <3 cover art by @whimsicalillustration on instagram

Aelin has traveled to many, many places before life as a Queen. But never had she heard of a land called Prythian. Feyra and Rhys got word that uncharted land was found by Azriels scouts. Making a tough decision, the highlords all agree they need help with defeating Hybern.

These are my thoughts about TOG chatacters so far..! (spoilers for new people)

Just a bunch of acotar and tog head cannons and fluff.

*disclaimer: all characters, names, places, etc belong to Sarah J.Maas* This is just a bunch of random ideas i had that took place in Sarah J. Maas's world