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Part 2 of my fanfic

Rhysand POV

I can't quite put my finger on it but I feel like Feyre is keeping somethings to herself. No I don't like she is obligated to tell us. That lump in my chest grows but she is mine, can't she tell. How can I make it obvious without making it obvious.

I watch her now as she walks through town. It's like the townspeople have already accepted her. How weird is that, it makes me feels happy to know that once I make her my Queen, my people will love her. How can they not, she is perfect?

She is so perfect that I don't feel like I can ever be right for her, how can anyone love a monster like me.

And so, as the night comes and I am in bed. I dream, I dream of her and I dream of not being that monster. Maybe in my dreams Feyre can love me.

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Hey all so welcome to Rhys head. I will keep my chapters short and sweet, like a glimpse into their minds. And I will post everyday, so don't worry

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Hi all, okay so ever since I have read the first book in the ACOTAR series. I have had my own version in my head. I am sure we all have, mine tend to be weird as I am also a writer in a way. So I hope you like my take.

Feyre pov

I don't know how I get myself in situations like these. Even though I have tired to stay away from Faes my whole life. And most importantly my sisters, I'm sorry... my cousin sisters who hate me with a burning passion.

And there I was hunting for them, cooking for them and that damn wolf came from no where. And that's when things got bad.

But let's talk about now, here I am in the freaking night court, dining with the Inner Circle and Cassian asked me the one question, that I couldn't answer truthfully. And so I lying, telling them the story I am sure everyone knows about, my father and how a mob almost killed him. And how I begged to leave him alone. You know the story I am sure these smart ass Faes must have known about. So why bother asking, huh.

Yes my name is Feyre but no I am not the youngest sister to Nesta and Elain. I am the youngest cousin sister. Our mothers were sisters. Yes I am an orphan and my uncle took me in. That's the half truth, for now.

I don't know how much I can trust Rhysand and his friends. I haven't said the truth to anyone, even my so called sisters. Cause I fear I will loose them. And if I tell Rhysand... I mean Rhy, my truth. I fear the worst, after all he has done for me. I owe him that much atleast. So one needs to die for me, not even him.

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Alright and that was just the beginning of what I have dreamed off. I hope you like it, there is more to come.

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Queen of The Dark

Part 7

I felt so much lighter than I have in forever. Though the pain of my past still chases me and I fear it will also take my brothers from me.

I haven't told Cass and Az everything expect the fact that they are my brothers. I have kept this secret for so long and I don't know how to open up and let them in.

I know they want to know but they haven't pushed me to tell. But I see it in their eyes, I must have looked like a mess after killing those people. A monster in sheep's skin, who could ever love someone like me.

We can i look up to see Rhys looking at me and then he smiled. Was my thoughts that loud, I look at him. Were you listening to me all this time? I direct the question to him.

He just nods and looks back to Amren who he was listening to.

I look down at the book I was attempting to read, ironically it was about Ilyrains. I mean I might as well know more of what I am.

"Feyre"

I look up to find Azriel looking at me and then at the book I was reading, "If you want to know more of our kind, you can always ask us"

My eyes widen, I wasn't sure what to ask them, I had about a billion questions. I look down at what I was reading and then I look up, "So is it true"? "

"What is?"

"About the wing span?"

Everyone was dead silent. For the longest time making me think I said something stupid, I wanted to cry. I look down afraid to meet their stares. Until I heard a laugh, looking up I see it was Cass.

He was practically rolling on the floor laughing. I smile and stare, "You sound just like dad when you laugh"

He stopped and looked at me, "Do I?"

I nod, there was so much emotions in those eyes. It was killing me inside and so I look down as I say, "You even look like him and smell a little like him. It hurts to be so close to you and not miss him." I take a deep breath or atleast try. Cause it hurts when I do. Sometimes I can't believe he is gone, even know it's been six years that he... left me.

"I'm sorry. I made everyone sad now"

"No you didn't" Cass spoke as he walked up to me and sat next to me, "I wish I knew, cause if I did. I could have protect you and him"

I look at him and smile, "I wish that too but sometimes wishes never come true.. Well sometimes they do" I shrug.

"What did you wish for?" Azriel asked, now sitting on the other side of me.

"I wished to have my brothers with me"

Silence again, this time my shadows circled me. Like it was protecting me from something.

"Well I'm glad it came true" I felt Azriel's hands on my shoulder. I turn and look at him, his shadows meeting mine and its like two lost souls meeting at last.

This was a different feel altogether, like I wasn't afraid of my shadows anymore. Because he made me less afraid of it, it was so confusing. All these feeling and I did know what to feel first. Happy, sad, scared or excited. A part of me wanted to scream but I just smiled and took a deep breath, it was easy now, easy to breathe.

#Stefsfic #night court #acotar fanfiction #cassian #azriel #rhysand #feyre

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Part 3

Hey so I bring part three Feyre POV, enjoy

I have been here a week. And I am scared, not of the inner circle but of them knowing who I truly am.

The spell has broken, I remember. My name is Feyre Azriel Fairchild, Fairchild was my grandfather from my mother's sides last name. Azriel, became I'm not only a half illyrian but I am also a shadow singer.

I am scared because of how untamed my magic is and I don't have my siphon with me. OH BLOODY HELL.

My mother is a half fae, grand daughter to the high lord of the Day court. Yes, yes, what the hell, my great grandmother who passes for my aunt is my grandmother's mother and lover of Helion.

My head hurt as everything, my past and present flood my brain. The spell my great grandmother, Amberlien put on me was to protect me. So once Tamlin look me by force, I wasn't the real me anymore but the human everyone thought I was.

Truth is, I was never human. I was once was, when I was born. I was born half human and then..well, that's all I can remember for now. As everything seems to be messed up in my head.

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And there who you go, that my twist. There is more to come. So be ready, most of it is from Feyre side but I will try to add some of the other characters in too

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Life for a Life

I live in a town that is not even known on a map, maybe because it's so small or maybe because its so far off from civilization that no one hardly comes here. It's like we are invisible.

Sure we are modern but there is more to us than meets the eyes. No one talks about it, or they are unaware of what happens.

But I remember everything, I wrote it down. I know what happens to us and why no one remembers. It's like one of those horror books, where the dead come back to life. But I do not talk about zombies here. No, I'm actually talking about coming back to life like the event didn't happen.

This happens even on Friday the 13th and then it revives to the next day like nothing happened. Last year we had two Friday the 13th. The First one I was hit by a car and later woke up in my bed. Second time I was cut in half by a chainsaw and again woke up in bed.

In my 24 years of my life I have died so many times that I have lost count. Mainly because it's only recently that I started to recall. What kind of freaking curse is this?

I have done a lot of research about our town but nothing seem out of the ordinary. Or At Least I haven't found anything. What am I missing?

I'm lost in thought that I don't see where I go and bump into an old lady, I apologize and continue to walk but come to a stop when the town clock chimes.

Wait a minute, I look at the clock and I realize that during the events the clock strikes twelve when the people lose their shit and the screams rise. And the clock continues to chime through out the hour and the murder continues. Until we reach Saturday the 14th.

Could it be the clock? It is very old after all. So I make my way to the clock tower. I know a secret way inside, I used to use it with my friends when I was young.

Once inside, a sudden chill runs up my spine. Something doesn't feel right, this has to be it. I look up at the spirit stairs. And so I start to climb, higher and higher I go. And the high I get the more it comes back to me. I have been here before, did I know the answer all along?

Once I'm on the top I'm face to face with the face of the clock. Nothing seems wrong but upon close examination I before I see it, I start hearing the sound of it. I step closer for a better look. And my eyes widen in horror, no no those can't be... It can't.

Hearts.... Thousands of hearts. What does this have to do with the town? Subconsciously my hand reaches for my chest, I stop and frown as I look down. As I pull my shirt down I notice that there is a very faint line.

No no, I ran a few flights down and I tried to listen to my heart. But I don't hear it, no NO NO. I turn to the clock and climb back up, I listen or more like let my heart call to me. And there at the very centre it lies, glowing and I reach for it. But the moment I pulled it out, the rest of my heart, the rest of the hearts dropped to the ground and I started to hear cries. 

As I look out of the window, I see people on the roads and pavements. I look down at my heart, was it I that was keeping them alive? I placed my heart on my chest. Why was I not dead yet? Like an answer to my question my body started to absorb my heart like a sponge. And just like that the curse I once placed on this town was undone.

Five years ago, I watched in horror as a gang of kids brutally beat and murdered my big brother as I was made to watch. The townspeople did nothing to help us, instead they took the side of the murders. It was Friday the 13th that I lost my brother. And so on the coming Friday the 13th, I placed my revenge on the townspeople, one by one. Starting from the kids to the judges.

They called me a freak, for reading a book that I happened to find as a kid and believe in it. Sadly what they didn't know was that there was a reason for me to believe, because it is by their death that I get my brother back.

I walk to the bed in the corner where he lay, untouched and in sleep. With each sacrifice and each life, my brother healed. And as I waited and watched I started to see color back in his cheeks. And then his first breath. But this doesn’t mean that the horror is over, it's just the beginning.

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Part 4,

As requested I'm posting part four, I am glad some of you like it

I have managed to keep myself in check. But I don't know for how much longer I can do it. But luck seemed to be on my side as Rhysand informed me that he and the others had some work to be taken care off and will be back soon. I almost got too excited and he gave me that look. Like he was trying to figure me out.

Please stay out of my head, that's all I begged as I watched them leave. Once I was sure Rhys and the others were gone, I ran into Town. To one of my dad's friend that lives here. Henry has been friends with my dad since their were kids. And he was a blacksmith out off all things.

"Henry" I hissed as I closed the door behind me.

His eyes widen as he ran over to hug me, "I thought the worst had happened to you"

I smile and hug him. Ever since I was little my dad brought me here. It was the only place safe at the time.

I told Henry everything as he put my bracelets, anklets and a belt around my waist. I looked down and counted, five siphon.

"Five, you think it will be enough" I asked

"Trust me, I worked on this with Amberlien. It is enough"

"Okay"

"How do you feel" he asked, watching me carefully.

I took a deep breathe, "Most definitely sure I'm not gonna kill anyone and turn them to dust" I grin at him.

He laughed, " I can't believe no one caught you by now"

I shrug, "Eh..I'm just that awesome that's why and you know it" I whip my hair back and hold my chin high.

Henry laughs, "Most definitely like your father," he suddenly looked sad and that made me sad, " I miss that damn fool"

I could tell he was trying so hard not to cry. So was I, it hurt. Like there was this void in me that nothing could fill and I hated it.

"So how was it like being so close to your brothers" he asked, trying to change the topic.

I smiled, "I had to control myself from running and hugging them. I keep forgetting how much Cass looks and sounds like Dad."

"Soon, very soon they will know." He smiles and hugs me, "Don't forget to hide those." he points at my new jewelry.

With a wave of my hand they were hidden and I am glad I learnt some spells from Amberlien. With that I turned and left the shop, just hoping things go smoothly. I decide to cook for them, as a thank you. So I go asking around about what they like to eat.

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So, surprise!!! Yes there is alot more to Feyre that meets the eyes. I always thought Cass and Feyre would make great Siblings. They just fit. Remember, I said brothers, what's Feyre middle name now.. Hmm.

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Part 5

Everything was set, the table and food. I even cleaned the place up, not like it was needed . Rhys was very organized but small things like I added some cushion on the couch, changed the sheets and curtains in his room. Added some plant to his Garden, maybe I over did it but I got carried away. It was nice to have a place that I was welcomed in to decorate. It made me miss my home, not Nesta and Elain's home. My home, the one I grew up in. Where I lived bef-

I was cut out off my thoughts when I heard them enter the house. I smile and I come running from the garden.

"Welcome back, how was.. Er you court.. Meeting?" I made a face and shrugged, "Sorry don't know what to call it"

Mor laughed and pointed at the changes I did, "a thank would have been okay"

I laughed, "I might have gotten carried away a little"

"You call this a little" Cass said with a laugh. Why did it hurt to hear him speak or to even look at him. I smiled and looked at Rhys who was smiling but there was this look of concern in his eyes.

"Thank you for all of this Feyre" Azriel said as he walked over to the table, his shadows following him, just like the way mine does. It's funny how I see my father in both Cass and Az. And to stand here without being able to touch them or scream, I AM YOU SISTER...It's just not fair at all.

Lunch went by fast and we were walking in town. I don't think they noticed how the towns people looked at me, with acknowledgment.

How was I going to tell them that dad was dead and who I was. Or what I was, if only I knew the answer to that question. My memory was coming back slowly as I was preparing Lunch. I remember most of what happened before I was dragged here. The rest is blank and some is a blur and it frightens me a little.

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There you have it, I hope you enjoy and Thank you for reading.

#Stefsfic #acotar #rhys x feyre #fanfic

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I'm not really sure what to call my fanfic. For now I call it the Queen of the Dark.

Part 6

It's been a week and I wasn't able to keep it all in. We went to train in the morning and I asked if we could hike half before we windowed back to Rhys home.

My whole attention was on hoping down the rocks, I was holding Cassian's hand for support. And that's when I heard it, before it hit me... An Arrow... And then more were coming.

"NO" I screamed and I spread my hands in front of the rest as if to protect them, no one else dies for me, no one else.

My white, feathered wings came out and was soon followed with the shadows that came storming out of me. I wondered when that would happened.

When I flew and found them, I have no clue. All I remember was Azriel's voice, "He is dead little one"

Little one my father called me that.

I realized I had a heart in my hand and I gasped as I dropped it. I look up at Azriel who was in front of me.

"I wasn't going to let them kill my brothers"

He looked at him and smiled as he wiped my tears, "You sure showed them"

I nodded, "I sure did" my voice became like a child. He came closer to me and pulled me into a hug. It was only then did I realized I was shaking and I started to sob, like I was letting all my pain out, finally. Azriel rubbed my back and hushed me.

Az brought me home and walked me to the bathroom. While he started the bath for me I started to peel the clothes off me.

He looked me in the face, "When you wish to talk, you do and not before. You understand". I nodded in response and then he left and I got in the bath tub. I'm a monster.. They will never love me

I could say the same about me Rhys voice was in my head.

I signed as I sank deeper in the water, trying so desperately to drown my fears and pain in it.

They never asked me anything as we ate lunch. And it was driving me crazy, should I speak... I should...noo I might say something stupid. But I should.. Aaargghh. I took a deep breath and closed my eyes.

"Cassian is my brother, we have the same father and Azriel is my cousin from my fathers side."

My eyes were still closed, I was too afraid to look at their face. Not after what they saw, what I can do. What I am.

I felt someones arms around me and I slowly open my eyes and turn to find Cassian hugging me.

And just like that it felt life was worth living. That there was light in this darkness that seemed to surround me.

My brothers

My light

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So finally the truth is out, Atleast a little. Please follow the tag #Stefsfic. Thank you 😊

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