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Till the Dawn Breaks

An expansion of what happened after the events of the prison in ACOSF (One shot, completed)

Of Broken Wings and Promises

AU where Cassian loses his ability to fly in the final battle with Hybern, and Nesta and Cassian learn to heal together on more equal footing (Multi-chapter, in progress)

The Man who Cried Wolf (And the Wolf who Heard Him)

Three times Nesta rescued her human mate in the forest, and the one time he gave a helping hand back. (One shot, completed)

The Knight and his Witch

Cassian thought it was supposed to be simple.

1. Find the witch in the woods. 2. Convince said witch to give him Ataraxia. 3. Rescue the princess from the dragon guarding her tower, with said sword, from said witch.

If only the damned witch stopped getting in his way. (Multi-chapter, completed)

Family Man

Moments in time of Nesta and Cassian's journey as parents. Or, five times Cassian shows his family he loves them, and one time they show it back. (Multi-chapter, In progress)

Apex Predator

Cassian gets himself captured by a group of Illyrians, and Nesta will stop at nothing to rescue him. (One shot, completed)

The Relapse

AU where Nesta relapses after finding out the truth about her made weapons. (Multi-chapter, In progress)

Tell Me to Leave

AU where Cassian is there for Nesta immediately after the war. Nesta wants to push him away, but finds herself unable to. (One shot, completed)

Elucien

I'd Go Back to the Winter: ACOTAR Gift Exchange 2024

Five years ago, Elain Archeron loved Lucien Vanserra. Supposedly. She can’t remember a single second of it. And the only way to bring it back is to relive it all. (Multi-chapter, in progress)

The Mystery of Lucien's Jackets

Lucien’s jackets keep disappearing. He’s determined to find out who’s stealing them. (One shot, possibility for more)

Nesta & Rhys

One Step Forward

Nesta thinks Rhysand might actually kill her this time. After a tense family dinner, Rhysand and Nesta finally come to an understanding with each other. (One shot, completed)

WIP Friday

“Hi, I’m Rhys. How are you three?”

“Um,” Feyre said, shooting a glance sideways at the two of them. “We’re fine. I think. Just a little confused.”

“Naturally,” he said, smile gleaming. “Right. So. The three of you are dead. Your lives on Earth have ended, and you are now in the next phase of your existence in the universe.”

Silence fell over them. Nesta snorted first. “I’m sorry?”

“I said, that–”

“No, no. I heard you. What kind of bullshit is this?”

“Nesta, please,” Elain murmured from beside her. “Let the man speak, would you?”

“No, this is ridiculous. I can’t believe you're even entertaining this.” Shooting a glare to Rhys, she said, “Do you even know how we died? If we’re dead, as you say we are.”

His off-putting smile decreased the slightest amount, before he said, “Yes. In cases of traumatic, embarrassing, or sudden death, we erase the memory, which can be upsetting. Are you sure you would like to hear it?”

Feyre let out a long breath, before saying, “Alright. Yeah. Hit us with it.”

“Let’s see, then. Ah, yes. You were in Feyre darling’s car, and…” he grimaced. “Ooh, that’s a rough one. You were driving to Clare’s dog’s birthday party, and it seems you two,” he said, motioning to Feyre and Nesta, “Got into a fight.”

Nesta stiffened, looking guiltily towards her sister.

Feyre cleared her throat. “About?”

“You were fighting over…” his brows furrowed. “The aux cord? I’m not sure I’m familiar with that term. Anyways, you swerved and hit a tree. And,” he clicked his tongue, making a slashing motion over his throat. “I’m sure you can infer the rest.”

“That’s awful,” Elain said quietly.

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He buttoned up his white dress shirt, which he’d just pressed that morning, before sliding his suit jacket on top of it. While she pinned her hair into place, he tied his one and only black tie around his neck, adjusting it just so against his shirt.

“Ready?” he asked, when there was nothing left to do.

Nesta let out a long, slow breath, before taking the hand he extended.

The drive to town was quiet. Cassian offered to put his playlist back on in the truck, but Nesta just shook her head, leaning up against the glass window as he drove. He navigated the twists and the turns with ease, until they came upon the small town in which Nesta’s father had resided. Their destination sat on the corner of the street—a chapel that her father had rarely attended.

The sky was overcast and gray, and the trees had long since lost their leaves. A fitting mood for today. The only burst of life was the evergreen hanging from the lamp posts to mark the beginning of the holiday season, and even that did little to combat all the rest of it.

He parked the truck on the side of the road, just a block away. In the edges of his vision, residents walked the sidewalks, most in a hurry to the place they were headed to escape the frigid cold. He reached his hand to stop the engine, and was but a second away from pushing the button. 

“I can’t do it,” she said.

One glance over at Nesta, and she was frozen like ice. Her gaze trained downwards, towards the dashboard of the car, unable to look out the window.

“Cassian. I can’t do it,” she said again. “I can’t go in.”