Eris has made an art for pretending he doesn't care about anything. Then he is confronted by a woman from his past who remembers their shared history, yet keeps him at bay. Despite her work as a the Ghost, she finds herself reluctantly drawn to Eris as she is forced to journey with him. As they travel together for weeks, Eris's presence gradually chips away at her defenses, challenging her resolve to keep him at arm's length. Despite her best efforts to maintain distance, the undeniable connection between them becomes increasingly difficult to ignore. As secrets unravel and danger looms, Eris and the Ghost must confront their tangled past and the complexities of their relationship, testing the limits of trust and love in the face of danger.

{CASSIAN×OC} In a dark abyss somewhere a soul is struggling to breathe,thrashing to hold on, fighting with the darkness eating away her life presence. she tries to fight, tries to resist the pull she's feeling absorbing her towards the darkness. It drags her in it. As her body gets consumed by the darkness she feels nothing, accepting her end. It's been a year since the war ended. Everyone's trying to go on with their life restoring the peace. cassian has done everything he could to help Nesta and now he is done. He is done with Nesta hurting him and hurting his family whom he loves and would die for. He thinks maybe love isn't in his fate. He doesn't deserve to have a happy love life like feyre and Rhys. It all feels wrong. He doesn't know anymore what he feels about Nesta. ⚠️TRIGGER WARNING : Graphic Violence

Nephele Speirling is the only daughter of Hybern's Grand General, the most powerful man on the isle and the sole owner of what remains of Hybern's military. But when Neph begins to demonstrate her true power, her parents quickly become threatened by the idea of a female having such strength in their stern social hierarchy. So, Neph is locked away in a cellar, her power suppressed by ancient techniques of brutal people until the day she is to be engaged. Eris Vansera is the eldest son of the High Lord of Autumn, who has made the grand mistake of offering secret refuge to the General and his army. As a sign of his gratitude, Fergis Speirling offers his daughter to Beron as a gift, to do with her body whatever he deems fit. And as a sign of solidarity and friendship, Beron decrees that his eldest son is to marry Nephele and become a Lady of the autumn court. But people like Eris and Nephele dont appreciate being pawns.

A collection of ACOTAR one-shots! There will be many different ships and even normal relationships such as friendships (Ex. Nesta and Azriel!), If you ever have a request my dms are always open and just send away! 🍁 ⚠️ - There will be smut in most chapters 👥 - Requests are open! - 🎖️ Awards #1. Lucien Vanserra 11/19/23 #1. Archeon 3/15/24 #2. Eris Vanserra - 9/7/24 #2. Feyre Archeon - 11/11/23 #3. Elain 2/16/24 #4. Azriel Shadowsinger - 11/11/23 #6. acosf - 7/4/24 #6. Tamlin 8/26/24 #7. Eris - 12/9/23 #8. Rhys - 7/11/24 #8. Acosaf - 7/11/24

Aurelia always felt as though she didn't quite fit in. Ever since she was a child her parents despised her. They never showed an ounce of love or interest towards her instead they directed all that love and interest on to her sister aka the golden child. But that wasn't the only reason Aurelia didn't fit in. You see Aurelia held a secret close to her chest. Even since her sixteenth birthday strange things began happening to her. Weird visions, nightmares and unexplainable paranormal events were occuring around her. Was this all real or just in her imagination? On Aurelia's eighteenth birthday she'd finally had enough of her insufferable family. She packed up her belongings and ran away. Away from the life she'd always known and away from the iniquitous people she'd to call mum and dad her whole life. Instead she ran towards a new life and new beginning. It was on this journey that she met him. Tristan Hawthorne. The person who held the answer to all her questions. Aurelia would soon discover not everything is as it seems and nor is she. She in fact belongs in a different world completely, a land named Iridisan. A land full of magic, mythical creatures and beauty. This new world offers many opportunities but this word also contains trials and challenges. With dark forces conspiring against her and individuals plotting her demise how will she know who to trust and how to remain on top. This is a tale of love and betrayal, be careful who you choose to trust.

Lucien returns to Velaris after the war with Hybern, full of anxiety about being so near to Elain. He tries to find a place among Rhysand's Inner Circle and find the balance between getting to know his mate without being overbearing. For months, Elain has been having a recurring dream of autumn forests. When Lucien returns to Velaris, not only does the dream's frequency intensify, but she finds herself waking up in Lucien's room every morning before dawn. Despite Nesta's looming presence and Lucien's lingering guilt over Jesminda, the two grow closer and Elain allows herself to truly imagine what being Lucien's mate could be like. Lucien begins to wonder if the Night Court could be the home he's spent so long searching for. But their fragile, new bond will be tested when Lucien is called away, back to the continent and its cursed queen. Set after ACOWAR but ignores the events from ACOFAS. Elucien all the way. Sorry Elriel shippers.

Selaene, Rhysand's sister, Azriel's mate. She is young and inexperienced, and when the High Lord of Spring tries to kill her, she winnows and runs away. There's only an issue: Rhysand has just started teaching her how to use her powers, and something goes wrong, because instead of finding herself in a safe place, she finds herself in the UnderWorld. Will she find a way to return to her family and her mate? AI generated cover ⚠️

With the war against Hybern over, Prythian is finally able to breathe. That is, until four women are brought into a dream where they discover that they are more closely connected to the Cauldron than they once thought, and are now in grave danger. Things have awoken from deep beneath the earth. The power of the Cauldron broke the spells holding them back, and they are now on the hunt for it. They will stop at nothing until they have it. Monsters from another time, beings with enough power to reshape the world, and all they need is the Cauldron. Niana searches for those that share her connection, leading her to the Night Court. What she didn't plan for, though, was to be thrown into a past she desperately wished to forget. Secrets are forcibly brought to the light, and unknown feelings spark between herself and the one person she can't stand. ✩ ✩ ✩ "Take off your glamor," he said against my lips, voice rough. "I want to see it all," he whispered. I held a breath. "I'm afraid you'll hate what I am." "I could never hate you." ✩ ✩ ✩ Azriel x OC published on both Wattpad and AO3

Cutthroat? Yes Annoying? Yes Tempting? Yes And the list went on..... The above list was how Lilliana Mae preferred to describe Eris Vanserra. Not her favourite prince however she had no choice but to put up with him. And don't be fooled, she wasn't also his favourite royal from the scheming winter court. But did any of that prevent Kallias from setting them up? No. .......................................................... "I sincerely apologize, for looking extremely handsome and stealing the spotlight darling." "And here I thought, you'd suck it up and apologize Vanserra."

Sylas Sutton is the wicked wizard but he keeps losing against a dominant heroine with thick thighs and ravenous eyes. Still he's determined to overtake the kingdom and claim his rightful place on the throne. His pride won't allow him to bend the knee to a brutish woman. But each failure brings him closer to giving in and somehow bowing down begins to make his heart race. Emilia Vanis is the saviour of her nation. She's strong, heroic and pure of heart. It's her responsibility to take down evil. She especially enjoys bringing Sylas to his knees. Watching him grunt in pain and grimace in pride. She enjoys the bruises her hands make on him and how easily he'd break under her hands. How prettily he'd squirm against her. Maybe she's not so pure of heart after all. Highest Rank #1 dominantwoman