Feysand

**Daily releases starting 7/18 - 572 pages complete**The insinuation didn’t make her mad. It didn’t comfort her. But it did strike a chord. “My instincts are the only reason I’m alive. They’re why those children in Sangravah survived.”Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. “Then perhaps you should listen to them.” He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. “I told you I would wait. I meant it.”His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn’t reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him.“Shall we?” said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house.And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words.

Feyre discovers a side to her immortality that no one warned her about. Something with which Rhys is eager to explore with her.***“Your scent is driving me completely insane.” he breathed out. I grinned up at him devilishly. Good. He was always so composed. I liked seeing him unhinged like this. And better to make him hungry with need, for my raging instincts were set to explode if he held off for much longer.

A decade has passed since their first Winter Solstice together; ten years since they decided they would try for a baby. But just as the High Lady of the Night Court is about to give up on the idea of the firstborn she saw in the Bone Carver, Feyre feels the glimmer of a new bond.

COMPLETED 3/11/22 Rhysand’s warning was clear as crystal. “Stay away from Elain…or else.”"Or else what?" Azriel couldn’t help but think. "Rhysand is full of empty threats."Azriel is ready to put his heart out on the line for true love, but is he willing to sacrifice everything? His family, his friends, even his future? -------------------- After the traumatizing events of the Blood Rite, Gwyn, with all her new-found glory, receives her first mission assignment.Will she be successful? Or will she let the secrets of her past be her downfall? Call Me Home is a story of actions, consequences, and learning your worth. Told in both Azriel’s and Gwyn’s POV.

Elain Archeron wants a lot of things. She wants to be released from a mating bond she never asked for. She wants to forget all about her confusing feelings toward a certain shadowsinger. She wants to understand her powers and learn how to use them. She wants to be seen as strong and capable, instead of weak and helpless. She wants to stop feeling so lonely, even when she is in a room surrounded by her friends and family. She wants to be of use to the Night Court, an asset instead of a liability. She wants to be enough. With the help of her sisters, two half-wraiths, a mortal queen with a heart of fire, a High Lord's son, and a dark, tortured spymaster, Elain is well on her way to achieving all she desires. But darkness is stirring, and danger is looming. Will Elain be enough to stop the greatest threat she and her friends have yet faced? Post ACOSF, my take on what will happen next. This one's for all the Elriel lovers out there! This story is going to be a slow-burn, angsty, sexy, mostly-canon, long fic. Get excited.

The masks they wear at the Nightmare Court are their favorite masks to wear. After a long meeting, the High Lord's pet gets a chance to play. Basically just 100% filthy smut from Rhysand's POV.

A series of drabbles that I wanted to collect in one area. Most are just random head canons that I envision: some taking place during canon plot, others are slight AU situations. <3

Rhysand and Feyre are couple goals, and that's about all you need to know to survive this fanfic, really.

Azriel had spent months coaxing Elain back to her former self during and after the war against Hybern. He had slowly fallen in love with the quiet, gentle female, and had stupidly, so idiotically, expected her to choose him over a mating bond.He was wrong, of course; no one ever picked him. He was nobody's first choice, always an afterthought.Resigning himself to a life in the shadows, he expects to spend eternity alone- but upon meeting a small, Illyrian female, he's not so sure anymore.