684 Stories. Stay. Mor Rhys, Feyre said, her voice quivering in the darkness. Feyre in Labor Rhys: Are you in pain? Rhys sat uncomfortably on the small chair besides Feyres bed. She wasn't sure what she looked like, but knew that it could not be anything pleasant. It simmered into a hot boil of anger and passion that ruptured and took control of her, pulling me into her body as she turned and winnowed us out of the cave. And then in the blink of an eye, Feyre was in front of me with a knife to her arm. I havent heard stomping or swords clanging around in hours.. She was always angry, always burning. She knew her crush wasn't real, that it was just a fantasy, a bad fantasy. My body locked up, but the pain in the hole of my wing was already subsiding, dulling to an ache I could manage. Magic flowed from her in droves to match my own. She was so hard to resist and that touch - it was everything to me now. She would know if she was in labor and this definitely was not it. Whilst neither added any specific thoughts or feelings, each fetus had a signature feel and warmth to them that became soothing. Rhys nodded reluctantly as he felt his hear fall. A fresh wave of arrows hit. I was cold. Feyre had a really shameful secret.One she couldnt admit to anyone because of how unreasonable and stupid and ugly it was.But she had a crush.And it wasnt on her husband.Instead - she had a crush on someone she had never met before.The High Lord of the Night Court.Whenever she felt too weak and tired to get out of bed, she'd imagine him, them, together. AU, cause Laxus is a lightning bolt and it wouldn't work otherwise. She was sweating and groaning in her sleep like-like, Rhys paused,I-I picked her up and she started bleeding and I dont know what happened. But Id barely managed two, maybe three mouthfuls before shed decided it was enough and had pulled away from me angrily leaving the tangy taste of her blood on my lips. All dialogue and characters belong 100% to Sarah J. Maas. My mate. Feyre The cave went silent and the world stilled as it narrowed in on Feyre coming to kneel before me. . An Acomaf, Rhys and Feyre, Fanfic - Ashley Bean - Wattpad I slept with Cassian the first night I met him and that was ages ago., She But I was desperate at this point. Will she give Rhys a chance to prove himself, or will she spite him for his actions and break the tether holding them together? Along the way she _____________ (verb past tense) Tamlins balls so hard that he vomited and died. My mind jumped in a quick blaze of thoughts from the lingering scent on her to the knowledge of her time in the Spring Court to the bitter weed I swallowed in my mouth. Feyre Fanfiction Stories | Quotev You cannot place a woman of warmth and strength into a region stuck in its ways. Feyre is Nyx's mother. Im sorry its not that great. Because I wanted to make a statement to Amarantha; because I wanted to piss off Tamlin, and I needed to keep you alive in a way that wouldnt be seen as merciful.. You were bleeding and screaming and-and they wouldnt let me in. I never knew why. Never had it been so hard to say a single damn word. She was right. Terrified of the pain. In a Court of Silver Flames, we see less of Feyre than in the previous books. They were my last thoughts as I hit the earth and the shackles that would permanently bind my magic away from me so long as I wore them were thrust upon my hands, and I lost all consciousness, lost my mate all over again. He kissed her forehead softly, burying his face in her hair. And for Nesta. Brother are you ok? Cassian whispered to me. Her blood working the healing magic of the Dawn Court inside me to save me again. gates of Prythian Academy. We stayed this way for several minutes, clutching each other, before retiring to our shared bedroom to slowly make love until the stars had taken up their resting positions within the night sky. Feyre moved towards her pack and I didnt care what she wanted from it. Cant, I gasped. You should see her, Feyre. Sending us gifts at the last minute is stressful and hectic for you as well for us, so we ask, if possible, that you dont end up postponing your gift until the last possible moment. Are you ready to meet your children, High Lady?. And immediately as the depth of Amarantha and the seeds of our narrative filled my mind, it felt like too much. I could see the fire growing in her eyes and I wanted to cling to any blind hope I might find that could keep the possibility of us knit together before she turned her back on me for good. It didnt take him long as he appeared back in the room, a small bundle in his arms. Hopefully, he thought as he prayed to the Mother once more. Where is the brute, anyway? Caught between the dull throb of my blood and the desire to chase Feyre down the rabbit hole of her newfound anger, I chewed slowly on a fresh piece of the weed and nodded my consent to submit to whatever interrogation was waiting for me. You were going to marry him. "Yeah," Rory told her and Luke's eyes got wider. And then the whips stopped all at once, but the shouts - they continued until I was left with nothing but silence and the scent of her filling me, pulling me back to a dull aching consciousness. It was involuntary at this point. REQUEST Can you make a short fic where the girl and her husband are having sex and that's was causes the girl to go into labour and the guy helps her get her give birth to the baby while saying and doing sexual things? Neither of them said a word as Cassian leaned back, closing his tired eyes and running a calming thumb over Nestas wrist while she read, body melting into his. Confused, I took a few bites of the plant as she had asked - no, ordered. I knew they were but shadows of what she was enduring. from her art course with a letter from a prestigious school in the Chapters 49-51: Feyre Discovers the Mate Bond (Rhys POV), merry christmas my beautiful fandom friends, i finished this at like 2:30am so it might be a hot mess and i'm rusty anyhow and i'm sorry. Why demand a week from me every month?. I came home last week late one night, it had been impossible to hide Day time is-, For maps and history and strategy, I know. It was true, what she said. Roughly the plot of Rocky Horror. Feyres fingers brushed my cheek dragging my eyes to her like a magnet. I clutched her fiercely to me as I felt my power fade out. 'Feyre, the mother has blessed us with a child, you will be the perfect mother I would want nothing less for our child. I gulped down the rest of my wine and discarded the glass beside the bed, steeling my spine as I said, Im thinking that I cant stop thinking about you. I think she would like Velaris, despite herself.. Feyre. Just care - love. We have to hurry. We hadnt moved once the entire night, two puzzle pieces that once snapped together were locked in place. I rarely went outside at night - usually, I was so tired from hunting that I just wanted to sleep. Feyre: Noth- Rhys: You need ice chips. Please consider turning it on! Many of them are quite adorable and brings a smile to her lips. A baby, she smiled, moving to place her hand where a bump would soon form. Even before I left the Spring Court. This is going to hurt, she said as her fingers traced the area around where the first arrow had slaughtered my wings. Feyre nearly fell alongside me at the flicker of my consciousness. Little bits of anything here and there. Not Ready (A Feysand Fanfic) - Hello Feyre Darling No magic. I suspected for a while. Feyre's strained, broken voice filtered through our bond. With all due respect High Lord, youre too unstable right now and all you would do is distract us from what we need to do. Hybern soldiers with ancient chains from the king himself, to nullify my power. Winnowing instantly to her side, catching both of her cheeks between each of my hands. was adamant I do something, but I wasnt thrilled with the idea of Life supernal. Placing the pot and linens on a nearby sete, I resumed my spot by Feyres head, smoothing back the sweaty and matted hair coating her forward. Not a mating bond. Modern AU cassian training feyre in a gym owned by Rhys. The story of us. him to give the police anything to go off of, so short of halting my How did you FanLib turn out? She painted me. How long have you known that Im your mate? she asked. Maybe a sly remark would slip out, but more often than not his wings would simply flair and Nesta would give a raise if her hand if she wanted to continue reading or close the book and set it down if not. I swear it. We watched each other for a long while beneath the shelter of my wing before Feyre finally dared to break our perfect peace first. Truly cauldron blessed, Feyre Darling. Her shields practically crumbled under the flood of emotions threatening to dismantle her entirely. Where is she, Rhys? Cassian asked just as another one of Feyres pain scream sounded across the small house. I knew for certain when Amarantha was killing you. But Feyre - I felt her magic answer her instantaneously. Rhysand and Azriel come up to Cassian who stands in front of a cell. Standing to meet her gaze once again, I pulled her into a hug, my hands combing through the copious strands of hair on her head. I felt a rush of wind flow across my skin as she appeared in front of me out of the air. Her face scrunched up in pain as she shifted over onto her back, trying to rid some part of the pain. Everything - all the pain, all the agony, the shaking, the fractures, all of it stilled at those five little words. Seriously, I think I reread it 10 times. Rhys? She questioned, her voice a strained whisper. While we've done our best to make the core functionality of this site accessible without javascript, it will work better with it enabled. New to this, and not sure that this is the right place to post, but I'm looking for some good Rhys/Feyre AU fic recs, anyone have any suggestions? But it burned. Well Lucy's in labor with her and Laxus's second child, and Laxus lost a bet. I could still taste her on my lips, feel her in my skin. Funnily enough, I was considering making Cassian a trainer for another au fic prompt, so this works! I think when you were Made, it it heightened the smell of the bond. She was also the warmth that the court lacked in temperature. Rhys, and again the sound of my name coming from her voice rattled through me. Do it, I said in a quick pant, my adrenaline crashing within me. I wanted to cry. And tenderly, she was holding me in her voice while she worked, carrying me away and as far from the pain of my body as she could. Feyre. The two held a tenuous sort of respect even before Nesta accepted the mating bond. "One last push and baby #1 will be here, Feyre." After a few deep breaths, my mate bore down with an intensity that shook the very core of Velaris, of Prythian. No one was questioned Cassians need to be at the centre of a social circle the same way no one had ever questioned why Azriel disintegrated into shadow when the crowd got too big or too loud. But its not fighting! Mor, my eternally pesky bestie, insisted. were going to. Finally, he muttered,Youre awake, he sobbed against her neck as he laid down on the small space beside her. Itll be worth it when we get to hold our little stars for the first time.. Me. I hefted her fully into my arms, phantom pains pulsing through my own arm. I hope you guys enjoy. amren. Imagine youre having sex when you suddenly go into labor. you a few moves to protect yourself should, she motioned sadly at my I saw the image of her sister with my brother form in her mind, but quickly Feyre had replaced Elain with Morrigan as if it were the most natural thing in the world to do. . Well send you reminders throughout the event when the deadline for sending us your gift approaches, but itd be great if you take a look at our sidebar and keep track of the date(s) yourself! But I wonder. And tell them to be quick.. Rhys didnt object, only saying that hes staying here with her and their daughter. Shes struggling Im sure but she wont show it, as Im sure you know, but be strong for her. We had reached the door at this point, and I was feeling considerably more steady. We may have to give her some sleeping herbs and let her body heal herself.. Her hair is just like yours and she has your nose, he muttered, leaning his forehead against the side of the bed. I hadnt felt it this strongly since I watched Amarantha stride towards my mate, her arms outstretched and I knew what she was going to do to her. Applications start today, the 24th, and will close on the 4th of November. So I'm going to have fun getting into the depths on this! How long have you known that Im your mate? she said again. Nesta. My mate. Feyre Archeron and Rhysand from A court of thorns and roses by Sarah J. Maas. Yrene soon goes into labor and gives birth. I barely got my eyes open before I groaned, but she was there and she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen. Ongoing First published Oct 22, 2016 This fanfiction takes place in no particular time in A Court of Mist and Fury. It hurts. *Doctor comes running* Doctor: You're ready to push Feyre? No night. Mor looked pitifully at me and back to Feyre before she took her hand. A multi-part fic detailing the events leading up to ACOTAR. They were both elated, happy that their baby was alive only for Feyre to suddenly lose feeling. Rest, she said simply. Rhys smiled at Feyre as he sat up,Ill get her.. She showed me everything - fire, water, wings, wind, and ice. Those crazy kids! ACOMAF (Rhys's POV) by crazygurl4ever. He stepped further inside, tossing his shoes off before unbuttoning a few of the stone buttons of his Night Court top. It was still a horrible excuse for lying to her, using the Court of Nightmares that we had supposedly healed at Starfall together. My essence cried out for any of my magic - something to get us through safely, but even Feyre, whos mental shield broke for me, knew that nothing was there. And then Feyre found the second arrow and the process started again. Cassians pretty hot to look at working out, even if he is a total ass., I "Yeah, what's she talking about Feyre, daaaaarling," Cassian chimed in, wiggling his eyebrows mockingly. Thank you so much! In addition, she was carrying twins, with a hybridization of the power that Feyre and I shared. The surprise, and what he supposed Feyre would overreact to if she ever found out what he did when he skunk out of their raucous gatherings, was that he actually preferred Nesta as well. These are definitely a l. She stopped her speech as the third arrow came loose and one wing was free. Hence the tithes that his family has forced its citizens to perform. shrugged. Mud flew into my face as we landed. You dont get to ask questions, she said, a dangerous storm brewing. And besides, trust me when I say Az has nothing to worry Feyre will definitely make sure to bring up the time of how his "little wingspan" was bared for all of Velaris to see. Right across from Nestas curve backed little cushion pod and Cassians cherrywood desk. The rest of my body felt clean as I started taking inventory of my muscles. Rhys nods and breaks the door open. I unfurled my wings from around us beginning the debate of how I would tell her we were mates or if I would let our bodies continue to speak for me in my cowardice. He immediately pressed it against Feyres lips, hoping that his blood could give the same effect hers did to his. Heir of Night covers Rhysand throughout the events of the first war with specific attention towards the rise of the Inner Circle. But after they somehow end up in . This is a journey of healing, love, acceptance, and finding your place in the world. Cassian and Azriel glanced at each other as they heard another one of Feyres pained moaned from the room. my face, grabbed my purse, and ran. This fic got a little angstier than I intended and I hope I dealt with it okay. Rhys walked into his Velaris home that he shared with his mate. The word pulsed a subtle rhythm in time with my breaths as I enjoyed the simple pleasure of holding her. He shut his eyes as he leaned his forehead against the wall. But this is the best chance we have. Feyre didnt mention what had transpired between us as we flew the majority of the day over the forests of the steppes leading up to the majesty of the Illyrian Mountains, and I didnt press her on it. Quietly, with the only senses I had left, I stirred behind our bond. Cassian slammed the door open to the healers house as he saw Rhys sitting on their couch, his face buried in the palms of his hands and his shoulder shaking. Rhys was crying. My body took hits too and we fell ever lower. 77.9K 845 41. 1 "And what if you aren't?" But the words, the words, the damn blasted words wouldnt come out. She grabbed my face and forced me to look at her.