Fated
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In a world surrounded by evil and shadows, a young healer's defiance becomes legend.
When Vaela Thorne is dragged to the Mountain, a place of nightmares ruled by a monster in silk and blood; her fate seems sealed. Scarred, silenced, and stripped of everything but the fire in her veins, she refuses to kneel for a self-proclaimed 'High Queen'. But night watched her from the throne's edge: Rhysand, feared High Lord of the Night Court, whose cruelty is matched only by the secrets behind his eyes. The High Lord recognizes her as the ghost of a female he would dream of; he then takes her as his 'pet', where Vaela and Rhysand are forced into a deadly dance of masks and a bargain, where every lie hides longing, and every touch is edged with danger.
When they shattered the chains from Amarantha, and Rhysand calls upon their bargain, he takes Vaela to his Court. Where they both fought to know and find freedom once more. But Prythian was never truly free: an ancient evil darkness stirs in the forgotten corners of the world. Not of this realm, hungering for destruction, it's gaze fixed upon Vaela and the secret she carries deep in her soul. Now the fate of courts and hearts hangs in the balance.
And as love blooms in the heart of night and war shadows the horizon, Vaela must reckon with who and what she truly is.
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Ranking history:
#1 in acourtofthornsandroses
#1 in rhysand
#1 in cassian
#1 in romantasy
#1 in throneofglass
#1 in elf
#1 in azriel
#1 in tog
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•Rhysand x Main OC and eventually later on through the story: Azriel x OC and Cassian x OC.
•This story will have a different story plot than the original.
•Story is 18+ only.
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•DISCLAIMER: All rights of the ACOTAR universe belong to Sarah J Maas except for my OC's.
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