mandy

Emerie didn't go to parties in Illyria. But she was in Velaris that night. The sounds seemed to penetrate her skin and reach her muscles, dancing inside them. Starlight seemed to invade the tavern with few windows, inhabiting the drinking glasses, the moving bodies, the electric voices. In the center of the tavern, as she let herself be carried away by the music, she turned once, twice. And when she stopped, she had to take a deep breath before opening her eyes. Only to lose all breath in front of what was revealed in front of her. [ oneshot • emerie & morrigan ]

Luna Potter

Some chapters from the book "Court of Silver Flames" in the vision of the priestess Gwyneth Berdara.

neochan

"I hear the screams all around. A hideous man coming towards me with a knife in his right hand, Elain's and Daddy's heads hanging by the hair in his left hand. No. Not towards me, I'm nowhere, he's heading towards Cassian, lying on the floor and bloodied. Close. Too close. Positions the knife at his neck." I wake up not knowing where I am, screaming as I find myself already sitting on the bed. One more plus point for this room: no one to hear my screams and ask me questions. —---------------- Hope you guys have fun

Tessa Isolde Gomes

This is a single chapter fanfic, based on the books by Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses.

Renata

A brief glimpse into the lives of three sisters. — I painted flowers for Elain in her drawer. Little roses and begonias and irises. And for Nesta... for her I painted flames. She was always nervous, always on fire. — What did he paint for you? — I painted the night sky. I painted stars and light and clouds and just dark and endless sky. I never knew why.

aishaandris

What to do when love is not enough? When the darkness consumes you all and anything, even death, feels better than the emptiness that fills you now? Farewell letter that Feyre left for Tamlin before leaving with Mor to the Night Court.