Prythian Stories

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?

After the failed attempt at binding the Night and Autumn Courts together through the marriage of the Morrigan and Eris it leaves Beron's suposide heir without a bride. Leaving another young royal girl in the cross fire of the Vanserra family. After almost fifty years of peace Beron and the High Lord of Dawn, Thesan's father, agrees to part with his younger daughter. Leaving young Melona on a long journey in learning to survive the cut throat Autumn Court and learn to tollerate her newly betrothed. (Prequil to ACOTAR)

It has been 20 years after Queen Aelin ascended the throne. Fenrys Moonbeam has now been faced with the shadows of his past with the sudden arrival of a baby boy that looks exactly like his daughter. Will he dig into the truth of his complicated relationship with his brother or keep his eyes closed and remain in the bubble of Terrasen?

Set weeks after ACoFaS, Tamlin is still slowly falling apart in his empty manor. That is until a discovery in the woods makes him realise that he can turn his life around.

A few months after ACOFAS, Feyre and Rhys are enjoying time together when they are suddenly sucked into the past! Back to the beginning once again. How will they reunite? Thanks so much @TheBookWorm1718 for the idea from her story A Repeat!

A young Illyrian women who runs away from her court only to find herself making a new family in a new court and career of music when all of a sudden she is stuck... under a mountain... with people who might recognize her from her past. She will do anything for her family she has made. The first chapter includes an introduction with a little bit more back story for my character. Pre-ACOTAR thru ACOSF All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas except my characters

This is a continuation from one of -My-Fall-From-Grace-'s books. With her permission, this fan fiction is going to be a continued story under my profile. If you haven't read the first part, go to @ -My-Fall-From-Grace-'s profile and read this story from the beginning. -If the World falls Apart, Wish for a Better One- After a unfaithful play date with Cairn, Aelin Ashryver Whitethorn Galathynius had died and left pain and torture from Maeve behind. She stumbles into a land called Prythian and into the hands of the High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court. *All Characters belong to Sarah J. Maas* *I did not come up with this wonderful idea, -My-Fall-From-Grace- did* *Updates Every Sunday(hopefully)*

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. ───

Story takes place right when Feyre is first taken to the Night Court in ACOMAF, details have been altered, but will be specified in the story. No-no. But I didn't have to say it. Thunder cracked behind me, as if two boulders had been hurled against each other. People screamed, falling back, a few vanishing outright as darkness erupted. I whirled, and through the night drifting away like smoke on a wind, I found Rhysand straightening the lapels of his black jacket. "Hello, Feyre darling," he purred. •••••••••••••••••• Feyre under the bargain she made with Rhysand, High Lord of the Night Court, is forced to abandon her wedding and go to the Night Court for a week. We all know the love story that follows after, but what if instead of Rhys's inner circle immediately taking a liking to Feyre, she met their personas for the Court of Nightmares. Rhys keeping Feyre's story private was a way of him showing that she could trust him, which she is glad for. But, since his court doesn't know what Feyre did to save him, to save all of them, she's going to have to earn all of their trust and also learn to open up herself.

| A collection of one and two shots | If there are spoilers, I'll make sure to indicate it at the top of the chapter, but I'd advise you to read all four books of the series before reading this. *all characters belong to Sarah J. Maas* *cover art belongs to Charlie Bowater* Started: May 17, 2018 Finished:

Azriel has lived in shadows all his live. He's used to it. He's used to being feared. Being a monster. A murderer. Rhiannon has lived in the dark for a long time. Dreaming about darkness and shadows. She doesn't remember her life before darkness. While Azriel's shadows begin to get out of control and Rhiannon's memories slowly return, a new king is ruling in Hybern, ruthless than the one before. Azriel and Rhiannon will need to fight their demons to finally restore the peace in Hybern and Prythian. ~~~~~~~~~~~~ All the characters belong to Sarah J. Maas, except the ones created by me. Azriel x Fem OC

A crossover between Throne of Glass and A Court of Thorns and Roses. The ToG part takes place after Empire of storms, when Aelin wan caught by Maven. The ACOTAR part takes place after A Court of Wings and Ruin. Hope you enjoy ;) All characters belong to Sarah J Mass

Feyre, Rhysand, and the Night Court are all helping raise their newest member, Leo, Feyre and Rhysands son. While in the Spring Court Tamlin is also raising his daughter, Azalea. Leo and Azalea have to deal with the pressure of carrying on their parents legacy, but what happens when their paths cross? This is based off of Sarah J Maas' series A Court of Thorns and Roses, most but not all characters were created by her.

This feysand snippet from Rhys's pov is based on a tumblr post I saw which describes an AU where everyone has a timer ticking on their wrist showing when you'll meet your soulmate. You meet the person you're meant to be with forever the person you were MADE to be with forever when the timer hits zero.

Being hunted by the Night Court and its allies isn't fun. Chrysanthemum Clairvaught would know, she's at the top of their kill list. If it wasn't for her powerful genetics, she'd have been dead three years ago when she assassinated their prized healer three years ago. This was never her fate, to be in this line of work, but the world works in funny ways. Sarah J Maas owns all characters except for my OC

A fanfiction for my baby Azriel from acotar who deserved way more attention :)

(Y/n), a young girl, dragged from her home to the world of Prythian where she will face dangers and love. (Y/n) will realize she is mated to not one but three high ranking males of the night court, Rhysand, Cassian and Azriel. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- This is essentially following the story line of Feyre with slight twists and of course a reader insert.

If Rhysand's mother Aithusa and younger sister Rhiannon survived the attack by the Spring Court and were at his side along with the Inner Circle for the coming centuries. Also featuring a backstory on the relationship between Rhys' parents, young Rhys, Cassian and Azriel getting up to various shenanigans, as well as some Court of Nightmares fix-it. * He felt it, then. A golden, unbreakable thread forming between him and the wretched Illyrian girl bound to a whipping post. At the sight of the knife heading for her wings, Morcant lost control for the first time in centuries. Lethal darkness erupted, misting the Illyrians restraining the girl into nothing. Stunned, scared, the crowd hastily parted to let the High Lord walk over to the whipping post. The girl looked like a cornered animal; terrified, but she snarled as he drew closer. Morcant grabbed her jaw, tilting her head up to look at him, to get a good look at her. She had Illyrian features, rough-hewn and rugged, rather than the fine, polished beauty of a High Fae, though there was a kind of wild charm about her. The bond snapped in place for her then. Those dark brown eyes widened in shock and a sudden, terrible understanding as they met his own. The murmur of the crowd rose as they began to sense the bond too. Morcant only had eyes for her, however, wretched though she was. She hadn't looked away from him either, swallowing once, before fixing a tight, almost wry smile on her face. "Aithusa," She held out a filthy hand for him to shake, spitting a globule of blood over her shoulder and tossing her dark curly hair out of her face. The famously cold High Lord of Night couldn't help but let out a bark of laughter at her nerve. He shook her hand - which, he noted, was trembling despite her boldness - rather than offer the customary courtly kiss on the back of the hand.

A life. That's all Adria ever wanted. But as Cassians best kept secret, that's never been a choice. *** Adria has been hidden away here entire life. Her memories swirl around her taunting and teasing, begging her to uncover the past. Unfortunately, the only things that come to mind are the sheet clenching, heart pounding, terror summoning nightmares. Adria had been concealed for - well - basically her entire life, meaning that she has very little experience with... everything. Including relationships. So when she meets Tarquin(in a rather awkward way I might add) she has no idea how to feel or act. Soon, everything Adria knows disintegrates. Literally. And relationships, of any kind, become far too dangerous to continue, even though her feelings can't be denied. She must learn to harness unbelievable powers and battle life's expectations at the same time. To be completely honest though, Adria just wants to survive long enough to live. Rankings: #1 in sjm - 11/27/21 #2 in fae - 9/14/21 #6 in wings - 8/22/21 #1 in thenightcourt- 1/24/22