Slowly, piece by piece, Feyre’s mind recalled scenes of her past, little details flitting to the surface stitching themselves together like a tapestry, full of complexity and riddle. “I’ll free them whenever I see fit,” Amarantha balked. At first, it was agonizing. Unleashed Amren. Feyre’s eyes turn up to him, at first filled with an astonishing amount of hate. Every spare moment of my day was spent monitoring her condition and each time I returned to the darkening recesses of her mind, it was like watching my worst nights with Amarantha on repeat a thousand times over. -Do not publish the chapters that aren't your own. She liked carefully considered planning and meticulous organization. An offering of second chances. Please join me as we explore her life and journey. My mate. As Azriel struggles with his feelings towards Elain, several incidents make him mor... A crossover of Sarah J. Maas' series Throne of Glass and A Court of Thorns and Roses. Celestielle is the newest iteration of Starlight, stepping into her role as the last battle between Humans and Fae was coming to an end. Celebrations, she liked to call them. He could barely let out a guttural cry as Amarantha tossed him across the room like a rag doll. I knew what was about to happen. The betrayal to Prythian, to my court, to my family? And Tamlin knows about it. And then, there she stood, my Feyre, before our evil queen, chin held high and boldness in her stance. She swore never to tell-, “Don’t you dare,” Nesta hissed, and she offered Elain one final glare, filled with an equal amount of pleading. Just a few more minutes and I could release myself. My mate. My mate. Again I charged, talons rippling from my hands, my feet, blind with rage knowing she would likely stop me again, but I didn’t care. This story will follow Nesta Archeron and her life and journey during the ACOTAR series up until the start of ACOSF. In a realm where alliances are fragile and secrets abound, the paths of Azriel, the enigmatic shadowsinger of the Night Court, and Eris Vanserra, the resident troublemaker of the Autumn Court, converge on an extraordinary journey. I swallowed. But there is an unseen threat. And mercifully, she was there. My life, my court, my every hope and dream wrapped up into this one perfect person. Feyre looked at him, her face hopeful and already broken by what she knew was inevitably coming. A Bridgerton-inspired ACOTAR AU. SERIES CONTINUATION with multi POV, fixed friendships, flashbacks, back stories, connections, theories, and its Canon-infused. And she was getting worse. In a swirl of ancient protectiveness over Rhysand, she stands between the two High Lords and takes a stand about where her alliances lie. I didn’t even wait. It would crush Feyre. Elain appreciated calendars, to-do lists, and planners. But I could not focus my fury for long. I take zero credit for them. Fair warning readers, this one is loaded with a self-loathing bat. The crowds were dead on their feet waiting to see what the human girl from below the wall would do, the one who had hated faeries so passionately. Through love all is possible. “No final words to her?”. My mate. A collection of drabbles. Takes part during A Court of Silvery Flames. Includes their prison cell encounter afterwards. This is a short piece on how eris helps rhys out of it! I tried my best to make sense of it as well as guess at what Rhys was thinking since we don’t have much to go on for him in this scene. Rhysand comes to respect the High Lord that had given his life for her. “Your mortal heart is nothing to us,” Amarantha said. Everything changes on the night of Calanmai when Feyre meets the handsome dark-haired stranger who nearly kills someone she cares about. All over the three young fae hooded and kneeling on the unforgiving marble floor, the dagger I watched fall clattering to that same ground, and most especially all over her. And Amarantha knew it. This fic will take after ACOSF when Eris is recovering from his run in with the crown and the mortal queen Briallyn. She couldn't. The year of ACOMAF was invaluable to my heart and I will always be able to say that because of you all, that year brought me the most amazing friendships and love I will never regret being here for. They needed little-to-no coercing. No matter how many times she lets him into her bed, she has trouble letting him in fully. Tamlin would be waiting and then our fate would be in the hands of this small human girl none of us knew. And so it was with one last lingering look to ensure I wasn’t dreaming, to see she was indeed alive and would be okay, that I took a step back and disappeared for the night, allowing every manner of emotion from the last fifty years until now to consume me. Please consider turning it on! Just stop it. The midday sun as I waited for her felt glorious and I was the only one just then who knew it. Her life is turned upside down when she suddenly begins to develop powers that are stronger than her cruel older brother's, who is presumptive heir to the throne. I didn’t care if he was my enemy, a friend who’d betrayed me. Their lives had never been simple and he knew hoping they would become so was a waste of time. Feyre turned to Tamlin and my heart churned as she spoke, for though her words burned in my lungs, the song she sang in her heart for him threatening to poison me, I would not leave her body and soul until the end, not for one moment. For having oppressed her, denied her, refused her. Touch her. basically a modern au where rhys owns a security company that works for the government and has been trying to take down tamlin for years. When she meets a rather mysterious new friend at the party with witty remarks and what seems like genuine sympathy, senior year suddenly promises to bring a whole new set of challenges and emotions that she wasn’t prepared for. With the Queen of Terrasen missing in action, Feyre Archeron takes matter... After the War against Hybern, Ariciya returns to her life within the Court of Dreams and Illyrian military. And never once did our gaze break in those few seconds as I knew I loved her more than anything. I yanked on the bond, desperate for anything - something with which to save her. Enjoy! Tahlia relied on the darkness to. She cant seem to escape the captivating azriel, the basist in Rhysands band. My mate. He will go silently. A bargain made with her father might change this, that is if she can keep her hands off of the most beautiful High Lord she has ever seen. But imagine if, in ACOTAR 3, Tamlin realizes all of his mistakes. *coughs* *clears throat*). “Something wrong?” Amarantha asked sweetly, feigning confusion. All I could see and feel was Feyre. My mate. Feyrexrhysand Stories - Wattpad Surely that had to count for something? I wondered what they had done with the bodies, if they’d bothered to bury them properly in Illyrian fashion or had left them to rot in the snow. What if Rhysand had stuck around for more for lessons and both of them were making rather poor decisions? A twist on ACOMAF - If Feyre hadn't chosen to stay with Rhys in the Night Court, but they continued with the bargain. It was horrifying to watch, to feel. So he pretends to fight on the evil king’s side, seemingly killing in his name. How many who barely knew her, had no reason to trust her, had given her aid at some point in the last three months so she could save him? Morrigan was rapturous. They were close. The only sure thought in my mind was the fear that I wouldn’t see her ascend back up. The only difference was that this time, I didn’t wait to see if Tamlin would even try first. He had been blinded by love, surely. Someone across the room takes a sharp inhale. Rhysand and Azriel come up to Cassian who stands in front of a cell. Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Major Character Death, Rape/Non-Con, Choose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings (1108), A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas (3042), Throne of Glass Series - Sarah J. Maas (121), Crescent City Series - Sarah J. 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And then I went flying, my body nothing more than dust on air until I hit the marble floor with a loud crack. but what happens when, at a high lord meeting, tamlin decides to take feyre bac... Azriel was the last one left. I knew he loved her. The pain is like a thousand knifes thrusting into him at once. A Court of Heart and Fealty Like all the pain and sadness of losing a loved one. Simp Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), POV Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Rhysand Being an Asshole (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Sad Rhysand (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Original Azriel/Gwyneth Berdara Child(ren), Feyre Archeron/Rhysand/Original Female Character(s), Azriel's Shadows (A Court of Thorns and Roses), High Lords of Prythian Ensemble (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Jurian/Vassa (A Court of Thorns and Roses), The Band of Exiles (A Court of Thorns and Roses), 69 but with 4 people so its more like 6999, i see nestas batboy threesome and raise you feyres batboy foursome, Helion/Lady of the Autumn Court (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Feyre Archeron & Lucien Vanserra Friendship, Amren/Varian (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Vanserra Brothers (A Court of Thorns and Roses). He will die for this. The blood stood out in stark relief against the resounding quiet of the room. “Stab each of these unfortunate souls in the heart. I wish all of you much love, health, and happiness. [P.S. And he could not allow her to die. Implied/Referenced Domestic Violence. My mate. EXTENDED SUMMAR... She woke up in Azriel's torture chamber with no memory of who she is or how she ended up there. A year after Miss Nesta Archeron captured the heart of Duke Rhysand, formerly one of Prythian's most desirable bachelors, a most unlikely romance blossoms between Miss Feyre Archeron and the roguish Lord Lucien Vanserra, youngest son of Earl Beron Vanserra. Hell comes in the form of a bastard soldier named Lyriel. And when she drew breath, I inhaled with her, relief flooding me that she was returned. We've been partying for three days in a row. I only had to hold on to my charade for mere minutes. “And only one more awaits. Or the one where I rewrite ACOTAR to make Tamlin and Tarquin mates. Below is Chapters 1-4 of ACOMAF in Rhys’s POV and above are the links to those same chapters plus the rest on AO3. Feyre Archeron/Rhysand - Works | Archive of Our Own Taken from Chapter 39 of ACOTAR. Thus, I’ve decided to cut it out of my life alongside some other changes so that I can hopefully get better and work towards a healthier, happier me. Elain wouldn't . From Rhys's POV. She would be okay. They enter cautiously but freeze seeing a ball in the corner covered in shadows... A Court of Thorns and Roses/ Throne of Glass Crossover. Taking place after A Court Of Frost and Starlight, A Court Of Glass and Fear picks up with Azriel and Elain traveling together to the Mortal lands. After Everything (short story ACOTAR/ACOMAF/ACOWAR), Hybern's Heiress (Shadowsinger Love Story). I was happier than I’d been in years. “It is an Illyrian thing,” Rhys coos, a brief explanation. Yay! He has known for quite some time, as the King of Hybern had entrusted him with this knowledge. *Please note. See what Feyre was up the days preceding the b... [SEQUEL TO CURSEBREAKER AND FIREHEART] I didn’t think you’d even notice me gone, what with all the ogling that takes up your time in our practices.”, “Shut up!” She shushed him, glancing around wildly for any eavesdroppers, “what if he heard you?”. My mate. Those belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. All round me, the forest rang silent save for the bitter, cold wind howling my sins in my ears. It is just as bloody and devastating as they had all anticipated it would be. The lie laughed openly at me as I reached the top of the small hill leading up the entryway. But he could rectify that now, could give her the courage she needed to stand up and defeat Amarantha at last. Lives are on the line-more than their own-and Feyre and Rhys will end the crime that encircles Prythian, or die trying. To keep him from the shadows and scars that haunted his nightmares. Their heads turned in our direction as we neared close enough for them to catch our scent, but by then it was already too late. Feyre had begged for me. He crawled slowly towards the evil queen, ready to plead and give her what she wanted. The Death of a Hero, an a court of thorns and roses fanfic | FanFiction There was silence. A guard was given to each figure and accompanying them each was a pillow holding a cursed ash dagger. The words form on his lips, but refuse to expel. “The answer to the riddle… is… love.”. My mate. Was Amarantha so present on me? He tells her she's there because she deserves to be there. This was nothing new. And Feyre is aware of the last words he had wanted to say to her. One moment, I had been so free, so high on victory at what this woman had done for us all and the next, I was shattered. Watching Feyre enter the throne room for her final trial was… a challenge. ———Lucien has settled into a routine now. My Fanfiction - Shadowsinging Sunshine She’d done it. Feyre and Tamlin are finally free from the clutches of Amarantha, free to start their lives properly, and heal from the trauma they experienced and inflicted Under the Mountain. My hands clenched with hatred. It was a small legion, perhaps a dozen or so with their chosen lord in the center. Her convictions would not let her and I could feel how much it crippled her very soul to even consider the possibility. Who do we beco... i see forever in your eyes A very angsty, miserable Rhysey-Piecey. What if Tamlin locked Lucien in the manor as well that day? She looks back to Rhys. Then something snapped into place and the world seemed to click and move ever so slightly back into orbit. A relief she welcomed, craved even. You know that," Feyre whisper as she felt her own tears well up. And I reached for her in my hideous joy knowing I was far away and Tamlin was closer, but I didn’t care. Whatever she wanted, whomever it was, if that was what she desired, then I wanted her to have it too. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. “It’s also an us thing. I did not join them at the House of Wind that night for dinner. Say that you don’t love him!”, “Amarantha, stop this,” Tamlin said, speaking at long last. Stay safe. “Stop. Now forced back into hiding, the Night Court takes charge in keeping her hidden from Beron's search for her head. Azriel looked stoically at me as if he hadn’t just shed the blood of a half-dozen men he’d once shared camp with. It was beyond torture. Slowly, he lifted a brow as snow crunched between Cassian’s heavy boots on my other side. It was a pipe dream.And only someone like him could have made it work. ACOTAR AU I want to eat the sunbeam flaring in yourlovely body,the sovereign nose of your arrogant face,I want to eat the fleeting shade of your lashes. Feyre saved all of Prythian from Amarantha’s wrath - she knew that for certain. I felt like I was going to be sick even as Feyre questioned whether or not she could go through with one more murder - just one more murder, and we would all be free. I often wondered how he managed to lock that darkness away so well. Major THANK YOU to @kitashiwrites for reading this entire fic over, continually encouraging me to finish it, and for telling me it wasn’t total garbage. About a Beast who must be prince and a Prince who wants to be beast.About a Prince who learns of second chances and a Beast who learns of redemption.About looking for love and finding it in the journey rather than the destination. Based on this excerpt from A Court of Mist and Fury (Chapter 8): I’d had all of one day with Tamlin—one day spent wandering the grounds, making love in the high grasses of a sunny field, and a quiet, private dinner. I held their minds steady from the grip of my power long before the three of us cleared the trees lining the perimeter of their camp. Instead of watching Feyre as she plunged the dagger into the heart of the female fae, my mind tracked Amarantha, how happy she looked. (#790 in fanfiction 2017-04-30) **I am including a spoiler warning for Empire of Storms and A Court . This will primarily be Nesta's POV, as this is her story, but Cassian's POV will be sprinkled in. Tragedy almost struck the Spring Court when Tamlin Evergreen tried to take his own life. Feyre Archeron married Lord Tamlin and finally got her happy ending. Every death always meant something, but somehow when it came to Feyre, I was beginning to feel like I would tear the Heavens apart to keep her safe the way I had for Velaris, consequences be damned. My mate. Everyone in my life ran in this type of circle. Another day when court politics inevitably returned and I was called to bear my cruel, wretched persona once more for the good of my court. The exam of a subject that I need days to prepare for, remember? “Please.”. In its place was the true cunning, unrelenting beast she really was. Feyre is there, never too far away from her High Lord as they both fight and fight and fight. Back and forth Tamlin and Amarantha argued, Tamlin trying to steer her off course and away from Feyre, Amarantha having none of it. The mountains of the Illyrian Steppes wrought a chill through my bones I hadn’t felt in years. Each one drove me further up the driveway and damn if Lucien didn’t have such a monstrosity of a house, if you could call it that. Someone who might have more in common with her than she ever thought. Even as the crowd began to stir seeming to realize they were mere seconds from freedom, Amarantha looked giddy with delight. (acotar x reader). The Inner Circle’s story would never have meant half as much to me had it not been for you all and the magic you brought to life inside it. Don’t pretend you care, human. Tamlin rejoices in Feyre’s return from her second week in the Night Court, but she’s having second thoughts. My voice was flat, hardly even a question as the lord looked me over once and spat directly at my feet. But, with Feyre, who has the powers of all. Feyre had done it. Includes her nightmare that opens the book and some lovely chatting with Morrigan the day of Feyre’s wedding. My mate. And what if that daughter grew up far away not knowing who or what she was? "Welcome back. If Feyre was going to die, I would die with her and I would take down Amarantha in the process. Feyre did too, I could feel it. When I’d released my grip on the last High Lord and only I remained to give of myself before Tamlin, I stepped forward, carrying Feyre gingerly in my soul as I went. Velaris's Heir by Fairest Critic. My brothers strode quietly out from the trees, the swords they’d been gifted at the Blood Rite brandished in their hands in an offensive gesture, ready to strike at a moment’s signal from me. Feyre stood reaching with a trembling hand for the second dagger covered in blood. Five times the High Lord of the Night Court tries to lure his human mate across the wall and the one time she hunts him instead. My mate. Oneshots to practice my writing skills for the couple that deserved better. His was the one mind I hadn’t needed to break into to persuade and he looked at me with such awe that I didn’t know if it was due to shock that I would be so willing to help him, my enemy, even in this darkest hour, or if it was because he understood the full extent of what I’d just done, how far I would go, how many rules I would break, how much of my own life I had tried to sacrifice for her. Please.”. After their parents death she became their caretaker, even if she didn't want to. A stillness swept over me, like a lock clicking into place as the depths of my magic replenished. I take zero credit for the dialogue or ideas behind this scene. You were planning this all along.”. She's quite certain the Nargles are behind it though. Rhys POVs: ACOTAR Chapters 20-21: Calanmai - x Chapter 36: The First Trial - x As enemies collide and long-held secrets unravel, their destinies become entangled in ways they never imagined. As in it's badly written. Amarantha paused, but I couldn’t see her face clearly. Someone asked me to write the trials from the first book, so here I am *trying*, haha. Tamlin was many things, and he had done many regrettable things in his lifetime, but there was still love for this girl in his heart. They belong to Sarah J. Maas. It felt disgustingly wrong. I felt Feyre’s spirit lift ever so slightly at the notice that the court was in her favor today. How, until the very end, his first instinct was to protect her no matter what the cost of it was. They’re innocent - not that it should matter to you since it wasn’t a concern the day you killed Tamlin’s poor sentinel. For the first time in a long while, I didn’t know what was coming. Elain moves to Velaris to live with Feyre and her boyfriend. How could he sit there even now and offer her nothing? But it isn't her sister who comes to find her in the aftermath, it's someone else. It was nothing like the Middengard Wyrm or the puzzle on the wall, but it was by far the worst punishment Feyre would have to endure of them all. Father Archeron is NOT a good person in this. “No one knows,” I replied. I’m sorry, Feyre. Whisked away whenever the High Lord of the Night Court pleases, Feyre can’t help but wonder why he takes her when her fractured soul is almost too broken to put back together… and why he seems to be the answer to building her up again. And he feels guilty for having done what he did to Feyre. My mate. I had to swallow over and over again to keep myself from coughing all while trying to breathe out my mouth since my nose was still drying up with snot. No doubt he had been forced to earn his rank, had likely volunteered for the blood bath. Summary: Roughly Chapters 1-4 of ACOMAF from Rhys’s POV. There is a garden created in Velaris, and it is named after Tamlin in his honor. So once more, just as I had at her second trial, I would be her shelter, her guide. He can already feel time slipping away from him. There was no way that the Tamlin I knew who felt so much love for Feyre could sit idly by and watch, could merely sit…, A weight fell into the pit of my stomach and I broke my promise to stay with Feyre’s thoughts as my gaze turned towards Tamlin and the throne. But if it’s a problem… well, you can always refuse. So… here ya go, haha. Her parents and brother are the most powerful beings Prythian has ever seen and yet she can barely perform basic High Fae magic. Anything to ensure Feyre wouldn’t die alone, would never have to feel such torment again. Chapters 1-4: Return from UtM to Feyre’s Wedding Panic AttackChapter 5: Feyre’s Wedding & Arrival in the Night CourtChapter 6: Learning to ReadChapter 7: Returning Feyre to the Spring CourtChapters 8-10: The Next Three Weeks & Retrieving Feyre for Her Second TripChapter 11: Feyre’s Second Night Court VisitChapters 12-13: Rescuing Feyre from the Spring Court. And when the last of the fibers were woven together, the answer stood before her fully formed and joy sprang into my heart. MAJOR TW: Child abuse and forced sexual assault! Tamlin wouldn’t help her, perhaps ever, that much he’d made clear even if it made no sense to me. Feyre’s cries sent me charging. Have you ever read the poem Goblin Market? Feyre is trying to balance high school with working two jobs to take care of her father and sister. Tears spilled freely onto her face, each one an icy slap where the sting would never disappear. Feyre Archeron/Tamlin - Works | Archive of Our Own Blood spilled from Feyre’s lips. “You called,” Rhys said simply into my hair, inhaling deeply.___________________________________. “She won,” someone said from the crowd, the crowd that was now abuzz with murmurs and squeals and delight. Had asked for my pain to stop. EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE She had slipped into his mind and felt just an inkling of the pain he had been going through, but through all of that, he felt his love for her still burning through him. His brothers had found their mates, had fallen in love and gotten everything none of them ever really believed they would have. TW: Child abuse, suicidal thoughts/ideation, forced prostitution, sexual assault (underage!!). Little impulses of pain trembled along his skin and muscles in those last seconds before he gave up and was no more. When firefighter Cassian moves in next door and tries to get her to open up, tensions rise. The mask came off. “Very good,” Amarantha said. Feyre will never forget how Tamlin had given his life for her. And it wasn’t a concern for dear Jurian when he butchered my sister. I hadn’t even remembered what real happiness felt like until I saw the blade fall from Feyre’s hand and defeat swept over Amarantha, it’d been so long since I’d enjoyed that luxury. I hope you guys aren’t getting sick of these Rhys POVs because I can’t seem to stop writing them lol. (a court of wings and ruin). "A Court of Mist and Fury" AU where Feyre asks Rhys for help and saves herself. Right now, I was on a mission with one single purpose - to see him. It was plain as day when I’d visited his manor in the Spring Court and found her glamoured from sight. What if Amarantha and Rhys had a daughter? My mate. Home was a funny way to describe where Lucien lived when it took up several acres worth of space, contained fifteen or more bedrooms, and covered every spare inch of space in solid white marble. He had been foolish enough to truly believe that the bond between Feyre and Rhysand was broken. She convinces her father to open diplomatic relations with The Night Court by sending her as an emissary, when in reality she intends to persuade Rhysand to teach her to hone her powers away from the prying eyes of her brother. I crashed through the door to our rooms that had been left open and stopped dead in my tracks. I should’ve trained the pups to knock.”. Please consider turning it on! The first section will be posted next Friday and all subsequent updates will be posted Fridays at 11pm EST. He couldn't even watch Feyre, but he could hope that she wouldn't break down. Or is it? I flew at Amarantha and was met with her shields, blown back by such force of her power. We were free at long last never to be hurt by Amarantha again. I didn’t care that it was Tamlin whom Feyre loved. My mate. Not bloody likely, Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Emerie/Morrigan (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Emerie & Morrigan (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Elucien Week 2022 (A Court of Thorns and Roses), Elain Archeron & Feyre Archeron & Nesta Archeron & Original Female Character(s). It always has been. (lucien vanserra x oc) The only way to convince herself it was worth it no matter what it might cost her later. The human running wild with daring on Fire Night to enjoy the taste of the faerie world. My mate. Hell if I knew when the screams would die out. As with the last trial, I had no idea what Amarantha had in store for her, only that it would be cruel and sneaky and very likely a trick. Looking back on it, she had never been a creature of spring, never the gentle lady her father had wanted her to be and when faced with the same fate as her mother, running away had been all too easy. Work Search: At the same time, Nesta has been sent off to the Illyrian mountains with Cassian to try to snap her out of the haze she’s fallen into after the War. <3], Feyre Makes the Bargain with Rhys (Rhys POV), Beneath the Stars Chapter 1: An ACOMAF AU Fic, ACOMAF Part 1: The House of Beasts Chapters 1-13 (Rhys POV). Her first time outside of the Night Court in three years and into a den of foxes. I grabbed it, just as Amarantha’s foot connected with the broken bones of Feyre’s crumpled body and she screamed in pain. My mate. Now was his chance. Petty disagreements over territory, among other things, wasn’t something I could deal with in the middle of a shift that sought to overthrow the entirety of Prythian.

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