Acourtofthornsandroses Stories

Wind wielders were extinct, as rare as shadow singers, and hunted into extinction millennia ago. Except for one. Zara Aphelion was living a double life, cast in the shadow of her own legend. Forced to hide her lineage and abilities, Zara struggles to navigate the beginnings of the second war, and to shoulder the burdens of the secrets she's forced to keep for the Dawn Court. But when a certain shadow singer discovers her secrets and forces them out into the open, everything goes to hell, and Zara is thrust down a past she could never have prepared herself for All rights go to Sarah j Mass, except for Zara and her storyline

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.

TW: this book will deal with triggering topics. If you are easily triggered this is not the story for you, thanks. (Book one in the Starlight series) ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── Danika Archeron was born in the shadows. Always looking over her shoulder when her family wasn't looking. She was their protector even if they didn't know it. She had been training as an assassin and warrior since she was eight years old, and yet her family had never suspected a thing. What will Danika do when she's spirited away to Prythian with her little sister, surrounded by the creatures she'd been training to kill for as long as she could remember? ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── I cut him off my smile unfaltering, "Think before you speak, the last male who didn't lost more than just his tongue." I know both High Fae caught the wording of male, instead of man when their eyebrows rose a fraction of an inch. "Is that a threat?" Hissy asked. "No," I replied, "It's advice." ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── (Also!! just an FYI Danika is largely inspired by Manon Blackbeak, so that's why I used some of her fanart and such. I also might include some of Manon's abilities like her nails, cause I feel like that would be fun. ) ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── ACOTAR fanfic- OC x Rhysand This book will finish ACOTAR and the next book will be ACOMAF ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ─── DISCLAIMER: All characters go to Sarah J. Maas, aside from my OC's And lastly! I have a tiktok acc for this book and other stuff so if you want more stuff like this my user is: @urwritergurl_wp ─── · 。ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. ───

What happens when Aelin and Rowan leave their daughter alone in terrasen? Elentiya is bored out of her mind and is pissed that her parents left her behind while they go and visit their cousins in Adarlan. What will happen when she finds a book full of Wrydmarks in the library? Kayden is just flying home to see his family. All he wants is a nice quite weekend with his Mom and Dad, but of course he can't get that. What will happen when he see's a weird light coming from the forest and he go's to investigate. What he finds will change his life but will it be for better or worse? All the characters belong to sarah j. maas only they're kids are mine:)

Rowaelin's son falls into Prythian! What happens if he meets Feysand's daughter? And how would the parents feel? Read on to find out (Sorry I suck at descriptions and also characters and settings belong to SJM)

"ɪ ᴡɪʟʟ ʜᴜɴᴛ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ᴡʜᴏᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡʜᴏ ᴡᴀꜱ ʀᴇᴍᴏᴛᴇʟʏ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴᴇᴅ. ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀᴋᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ ʜᴀᴠᴇɴ ʙᴜʀɴꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ. ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀꜱ ᴍᴏꜱᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇᴍ, ᴡʜᴀᴛ ᴅʀɪᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ʟɪᴠᴇ, ɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴀᴋᴇɴ ʀɪɢʜᴛ ɪɴ ꜰʀᴏɴᴛ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀꜱ ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴄᴀɴ ᴏɴʟʏ ᴡᴀᴛᴄʜ." ʜᴇʀ ᴠᴏɪᴄᴇ ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇɴᴅ. "ɪ ᴘʀᴏᴍɪꜱᴇ." Clare Beddor had died without a grave, without a passing thought, without anyone truly caring. Except one. Nyra was at the brink of death when the Beddors had took her in and slowly pushed her back to the land of the living for seven months. Until the faithful day when everything went to hell. Now, she was living with the fae who had condemned her best friend to death. And she would die before allowing them to live peacefully in their heaven not caring that Clare had suffered hell.

A fanfiction cross between acotarxfourth wing series! What if Rhysand had a sister and what if she was the High Queen? And... What if she was Azriel's mate? Eleanor hates them. She hates the night court and its people because they did her sister's mate wrong-they did Tamlin wrong. All the characters belong to Sarah J maas and anything related to fourth wing series goes to Rebecca Yarros except the oc and the new ones I have created for the purpose of the story.

Tamlin was never the villain-just the broken High Lord left behind in the ruins of a love that nearly destroyed him. Haunted by his mistakes, drowning in guilt, and shunned by the courts, he's all but forgotten. Until a human girl named Mia stumbles across the border into Prythian, bloodied and defiant, with no idea the fae exist. She wants nothing from him. She fears nothing about him. And she sees a version of him even he no longer believes in. Mia is everything Tamlin never expected: sharp-tongued, soft-hearted, and utterly unwilling to let him hide behind his monstrous past. She pushes him. Confronts him. Heals him. And in doing so, threatens to unravel every wall he's built to survive. But Prythian is stirring again, and so is an ancient prophecy-one that ties Mia's fate to his in ways that could either save the realm... or burn it to ash. This is not the story of a girl who falls for a High Lord. This is the story of a High Lord who learns how to rise.

Feyre Archeron, High Lady of the Night Court, is one step away from a secret. Aelin Galathynius, Queen of Terrasen, is one step away from the truth. A dark force has entered Terrasen. It threatens everything Aelin holds dear, and soon it becomes clear she cannot stop it alone. In a desperate attempt to save her world, Aelin looks for help in an unexpected place. She travels to a land much like her own, one she remembers from her fall through worlds while sealing the Lock. She's sure that if she can locate the winged male who helped her return home, he will help her again. She just needs to find him... (Contains spoilers for ACOWAR, ACOFAS, and Kingdom of Ash! Do not read if you haven't FINISHED both series yet!) (All creation rights to Sarah J. Maas! I did not create this world, this is only a fanfiction! The books are MUCH better!) Cover art by Merwild, edited by me! :) Impressive Acheivments: Number 1 spot in #feysand Number 1 spot in #celaenasardothien Number 1 spot in #kingdomofash Number 1 spot in #aelingalathynius Number 1 spot in #rowaelin Number 1 spot in #sarahjmaas

With Velaris now open to the Hewn City, Cyra goes to visits. She soon is determined to dig through Prythian's history to discover why they were separated for so many generations in the first place. Will the mythical, missing eighth court be found? And will it cause even more discord between the divided courts that were never meant to be one?

Gwyn and Azriel once had a week-long fling at a music festival where they were both performing. It was supposed to be a no strings attached kind of thing, so they both tried to put it behind them when the festival ended and their groups moved on. Five years later, when a snowstorm drives the band Legends Written to seek shelter, they wind up at a bed and breakfast where Gwyn now lives with her daughter. It's not long before Az puts two and two together when it comes to the clever, friendly five-year-old with the long black hair and her mother's eyes. Throw in a local music venue/theater that needs an influx of cash to stay afloat, some small town holiday traditions, an upcoming Nutcracker performance, and a dash of friendly intervention, and it's a recipe for a Christmas Hallmark-esque romance for Azriel and Gwyn. Modern AU plus Band AU plus Hallmark (let's just throw it all in there like it's an AU experiment)

(ACOTAR from Rhysand's POV) "After a decade, I stopped expecting to see my friends or my people again. I forgot what their faces looked like. And I stopped hoping." When Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, sacrificed everything for his family, he knew he was condemning himself to hell. But he didn't care, not if it meant that everything and everyone he loved would be safe. So Rhysand accepted his fate, embraced the role he was forced to play for the survival of the ones he loved. And after a time, the hell of it all closed in, the walls choking all hope of ever being free. Until the day Feyre Archeron came and knocked those walls down. (Contains spoilers for ACOTAR and ACOMAF!! Read at your own risk!) (This is a fanfiction, I don't own ACOTAR or any of its contents!!)

The Nightmares keep on coming and Feyre can't sleep. But perhaps, with the help of Rhysand, she can overcome the nightmares. (ART ON COVER IS BY TARATJAH ON TUMBLR AND IG)

Basically a load of rants, one shots, theorys, ships and other things relating to ACOTAR and ToG spoilers of course

An Acotar/Elriel Fanfiction, set after the events of A Court Of Silver Flames.

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

A friend forced....I mean asked me to write these. And now they have a home here. A bunch of random Chaol X Az one shots.

It's the end of ACOWAR, and Nesta has been struggling adjusting to her new life. Who - and what - will help her learn to love herself?

When a portal opens up, Cassian and Feyre are sent to investigate. But they get sucked in, and it closes behind them, leaving them immersed in 21st Century London. There, they meet Elly, a girl with a deadly secret, who might just be able to get them back home... .·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.·.· Pretty much everybody POV- set about 3 years after the events of A Court of Wings and Ruin. I do not own these characters (apart from Elly) or the original stories. All rights go to the amaasing Sarah J Maas. Edited chapters are marked by a *.

Leave a comment of ANY ship from the following fandoms along with a prompt and I'll write something for you :p -Seven Deadly Sins -Black Butler -Ouran High School Host Club -Fairy Tail -My Hero Academia -Inuyasha -Harry Potter -Throne Of Glass -A Court Of Thorns and Roses -Percy Jackson (I'm open for suggestions if you have a ship/fandom not listed)