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stargazingfordreams · 1 year

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The stars that missed The Sun

Nyx x Reader

Warning- arrange marriage, cute stuff.

A/N- Hey guys I'm sorry this took so long I had to rewrite this a few times. I'm not sure how I feel about this chapter but I hope you guys like this

Part one, Part two

Chapter three

Over the last few weeks, Nyx has been amazing, kind, and patient. I couldn’t even repay him in a hundred years. So then, what are we waiting for? Every night I would go to my bed, and he would go to his. There was something in me that I couldn’t quite place, something that always found its way back, that feeling of not knowing if he was even interested in me at all, and maybe he wasn't. Maybe he was only interested in this marriage to be a friendship, and when the time came, I would give him heirs. Would he have a mistress to satisfy him, and would I have mine? I couldn’t get a read on him or his feelings. I couldn't even understand what I felt, but the thought of Nyx having a mistress made me nauseous and unsettled.

Nyx’s family had their monthly dinner tonight. All of us gathered at the river house. I was getting out of the tub and into my bedroom to get ready for the evening, where I saw a dress laid out for me with a note.

Since you loved Abrail’s dresses so much, I had her make you more. I thought this one would be perfect for dinner. -Nyx,

I smiled. I put my dress and jewelry on and couldn’t wait to show him; I didn’t think to knock on his door, so I walked right in.

“This dress is-” I hadn’t even made it through the door frame. I stopped every thought because of the sight in front of me. He had just gotten out of the bath with only his underwear on. He was in the middle of putting his pants on. I watched as he slipped them on and bottomed them. My eyes made their way up from his torso to his tattooed chest and, finally, met his eyes and smile that held too much amusement.

“It’s not polite to stare, you know,” he said as he pulled his shirt over his head and found his jacket.

“I… I… I just wanted to say thank you,” I stumbled over the words.

“For the dress or the sneak peek,” he smirked at me.

“We are going to be late,” I tried to change the subject. But, instead, he raised an eyebrow, and I crossed my arms over my chest, trying to school my face into something neutral.

He had finished putting his shoes on and walking up to me as if sizing me up for a fight. He leaned against the doorframe a mere inch away from me.

“Don’t look at me like that firefly” he leaned in close as if to kiss me.

“Like what?” my voice barely came out as a whisper.

“As if you want me” He knew the effect he was having on me, and he didn’t care; I didn’t care all I knew was that I became all too aware of my body. I stayed silent.

“Well, do you?” he asked, still close to me.

“Do I what?” I wasn’t even sure I was speaking.

“Want me?” he said. I wanted to lean in and kiss those lips once again to taste them. His lips brushed past mine, just a small graze.

“But you’re right, we will be late” he changed his tone and smiled in my direction, moving around me to leave his room. I stood there in shock, not knowing what to do.

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We had winnowed into his parent’s home. I moved from his arms. After what happened to be that close to him wouldn’t be a good idea, especially with his parents in the other room. I looked around the foyer that we had landed in. I hadn’t been to his parent’s home before. The front entrance opens to a grand hall with winding staircases to the upper levels of the house. Everything was so beautiful in the way it was decorated. A family portrait of everyone hung there. My brother was even in it, and then another of just the High lord, High lady, and their kids, but there were small paintings in frames on the entry table. One stuck out to me, though. It was a baby boy sitting on a deep blue blanket with a head raven black hair and blue eyes with the chunkiest of smiles that was nothing but gums.

“Is this you?” I asked Nyx. as I picked up the photo to take a better look.

“You were so chunky. Oh my gods, look at those rolls,” I gleamed as he chuckled beside me.

“He was the greediest of my children, which would explain those cheeks,” The voice came from behind me. I turned to see High lady Feyre and High lord Rhysand approaching us.

“I’m afraid not much has changed. You should see how much he eats for breakfast alone,” I joke. He smiled down at me, pulling me to his side. Rhysand had looked at me with a puzzled look, then back at his son, who only nodded—nodded at what? Were they having a conversion within their minds? Feyre looked at Rhysand once again. Her eyes widened, but she composed herself as if trying not to give away her excitement. I looked up at Nyx. to see if I could read his face but nothing.

“Are we going to eat or what? I’m starving over here” Cassian entered and broke up whatever was happening. Feyre chuckled, and Rhysand shook his head.

“I would hurry. Morrigan has already started on the wine.”Amren made her way over and looked me up and down. I didn’t flinch under her gaze as she looked back at Nyx and me.

“Well, come along between Cassian and Mor. If we don’t hurry, there won’t be any food or wine left for the rest of us.” Rhysand led us into the dining room; I sat across from Nyx on the couches, who gave me a flirtatious smirk. My thoughts drifted, and I thought about his lips again and the sight of his body and what I wanted to do with it. I shift in my seat carefully and calm my body in this room full of fae before they catch wind of desire through my smell and thoughts.

Don’t worry, firefly. Only I can hear your naughty thoughts. I made sure of it. He was having a conversation with Nesta, who was next to him. While I was still standing by the window. You couldn’t even tell that he was in my mind. I felt the heat rise in my cheeks, but I wouldn’t let him see that I was affected by him again, so I kept my tone as unbothered as possible.

That is the first time tonight that you have been a gentleman.

You are right that I was rude to leave things like I’m sorry earlier. How would you like me to make it up to you?

A smile made its way to my lips as the perfect opportunity came.

I can think of a few ways. So that’s what I did; I imagined me and Nyx intertwined with nothing between us, his lips on my skin trailing kisses down my neck to my breasts as he moved lower and lower.

That’s cruel of you, firefly. His tone in my mind grew dark. I was pleased with myself, smiling as I picked up and drank from my glass. Nyx’s presence left my mind. That’s when his siblings and cousins came in.

“There’s my new sister,” A girl with blonde hair and Violet eyes embraced me in a soul-crushing hug.

“You’re about to break your new sister Astrid,” another girl said; she had dark brown hair and steel blue eyes.

“Welcome to the Family. I know we haven’t spoken since the wedding, but a certain future high lord has had all of us running ragged with missions since then,” Astrid, Nyx’s sister, spoke while she held annoyance in her tone. Nyx paid her no mind but gave her a simple hand wave.

“I’m sure you remember Lyra,” she gestures to the beautiful woman beside her. She towered over me, and though she looked intimidating, she waved me a friendly smile, making her look even more attractive. I had to remind myself that I am a married woman now.

“Yes, of course. It’s good to see you again.”

“Likewise,” Lyra said to me as she nodded. She looked so much like her mother. It was scary.

“Where are the rest of you?” Feyre asked.

“They’re coming, mother; you know you can’t trust those boys to be on time for anything” Astrid looped her arm in mine and closed her hand around my fingers. Not long after, the rest of the inner circle children, along with Azriel, Gwyn, Luicen, and Elain, showed up.

“Great, now that everyone is here, we can finally eat,” Rhysand said, and we all made our way to our seats and began to eat. Conversation flowed throughout dinner. Whenever I tried to speak to Lucien, he would brush off what I asked or not answer. It started to get to me that I was trying so hard to talk to him, and he couldn’t even bother.

“Your dress looks lovely dear. Where did you get it from?” The question had come from Elain, and it had taken me aback only because her mate, my brother, had seemed determined to avoid me for the evening.

“Oh, there is a shop by the bridge. The owner Abrail makes amazing dresses. I can take you there one day if you're not busy?” I said to her,

“Elain always has time to shop,” Nesta teased jokingly with her sister. It reminded me of how I was with mine. A homesick feeling washed over me, causing me to grow distant. My family, I had almost forgotten how much I missed them and my home. My early morning rides on my pegasus, my sisters at dinner, and my father. How could I have forgotten them? How could I have forgotten my oldest sister, who was no longer here? I’m enjoying the life she would have had with Nyx. I must have been quiet for too long because when I looked up, I saw Nyx looking at me with worry.

Are you alright? I didn’t answer him though

“Sorry, would you all excuse me” I stood up and left before anyone had the chance, To say anything.

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hauntedwitch04 · 6 months

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Foxy and little star

Nyx Acheron x reader

Words: about 1.3k words

Warnings: smut, dirty talk, public places, sassy cousin ;)

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DAY 8: Public Sex

"Nyx, not here, everyone will see us." You whisper in his ear as you feel his lips on your neck, and already you feel your common sense failing.

"Even better, so they will all know that you are mine, and mine alone." Comments the young prince of Night, as he confidently and quickly lifts your hips to place your legs around his waist.

You know it's a silly idea, and that anyone could walk down this hallway into the Court of Nightmares at any moment, but right now it seems like the least of the problems, too busy to get to the pleasure you've been craving since you set foot in the Throne Room.

It's been almost a year now that you and Nyx have been dating, but you both still haven't had the courage to tell your parents because it hasn't seemed easy to even tell your friends, let alone tell the High Lord and High Lady of the Night Court and the High Lord of the Autumn Court.

Immediately your mind, which had been lost in these details, comes back down to earth at feeling your beloved, taking off your panties, the only barrier dividing you at this moment. His lips are still on your neck, so eager, you pull him by the hair and match your mouth with his, hungry to taste the flavor of his lips. Still caught in that kiss, you feel him bring his cock toward your entrance. He pulls away slightly and gasps for you.

"Are you ready?" He asks, looking at you with his amethyst-colored eyes that first made you fall in love.

"Hurry up and show me the stars, little star, we don't have much time." You respond, kissing his nose, then his chin, and then his neck to leave the same marks he had left on you.

"As my lady wishes." He replies, before pushing his member inside you. You feel you can really touch the sky with your finger at that same moment. The pleasure your body feels is indescribable, and you find yourself biting hard on his shoulder to keep the sounds of your moans from echoing through the corridors of that cursed city and all his subjects from hearing the name of the one who causes you so much pleasure.

"By Mother, Foxy, when I saw you come in in this dress, I thought I cum at that same moment." Confesses Nyx, as she increases the speed of her thrusts, making you scratch even harder at the midnight blue jacket she is wearing this evening.

"That makes two of us starlets, you don't know how much I wanted to throttle all those bimboes in front of me who were commenting on how damn good-looking and sexy you look in this jacket, which shows off your whole body." You whisper, tugging at his hair again to make your gaze meet his. "Then I remembered who would have the pleasure of rolling around in the covers with you, moaning your name, kissing and biting you, and leaving the marks of his ownership tonight, and I pitied those poor fools." You continue, as you hear him let out a sigh of pleasure.

"Well, we're not exactly between silk sheets love." He comments, as he feels the walls of your pussy squeeze him tightly, letting him know that he is only a short time away from experiencing that extreme pleasure you have been waiting for so long.

"The night is still long, little star." You comment, with a groan, as you tighten your legs even tighter around her waist. "Nyx, I'm going to-"

"I know Foxy, let go and cum for me." He whispers, as you tip your head back against the cold wall of the hallway, and let shivers run through your body caused by both the contact of the cold wall with your warm body and the orgasm your lover causes you. You curl your toes as from your mouth like a prayer that only the two of you know begins to fall his panting name.

Nyx, shortly after you also reaches pleasure, releasing all his hot seed inside you, just in time, because you hear footsteps coming from the beginning of the hallway.

You are not yet totally lucid, still under the effect of the 'mind-blowing orgasm you had a few seconds ago, when you see Hecate, Nyx's cousin, appear.

"Are you all right? You've been missing forever, and we thought one had been sick." She comments worriedly, then changes her expression to a questioning one. "What are you doing here together? The last time you saw each other you swore to kill each other if one even felt the same oxygen as the other." She asks with a smirk as she looks at her cousin, who not so surreptitiously gives her a middle finger.

"Foxy felt sick and I was giving her a hand to go toward the bathroom to freshen up." Nyx lies, as she wraps an arm around your waist. You play along with him and pretend you can't stand, which isn't entirely untrue because after the pleasure the boy gave you, you only partially feel your legs.

Hecate nodded and headed back the way she came, making us believe she had bought that poor excuse we had made up, saying she would tell the others, and then pausing, just before disappearing from our sight and commenting with a smirk.

"However guys, next time if I were you, I would be more careful about leaving your personal items, like your "Foxy" panties, which are hanging from the chandelier above you." Immediately you look up and see that your friend is right. You feel your cheeks grow hot as you can't find the courage to look her in the eye. "I hope you used protection, I'm too young to be an aunt." She finishes before walking away and leaving us alone again.

"Well what can I say, we had almost succeeded." Nyx finally comments, chuckling, as with a gesture, shadows bring the underpants that were hanging from the chandelier into his hand. You snatch them out of his hand, before putting them back on, and immediately punch him lightly in the chest.

"This is for being so profligate and not taking my advice." You say, and before he can complain about what you told him. "And this is for the best orgasm of my life." You say before you kiss him, passionately and deeply. You feel his warm lips dance on yours, before pulling away to catch your breath.

"And I who for a moment had doubted our date tonight, to make your dream come true." He comments, chuckling after again feeling another light punch from you on his chest.

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"And who was right again?" Hecate says, humming as she approaches the most powerful group of people in all of Prythian, who look at her bored, others laughing.

Eris approaches, high-fiving her as her Uncle Rhys, not very happily, tosses her a coin that you, he and the High Lord of Autumn had bet on the relationship between their two sons.

"Never mess with an Acheron." Commented the girl's mother, Nesta, as she watched her giggling, recounting the scene to all who were present.

"Believe me, I know honey." Cassian whispers, tightening his arm around his wife's waist, then returning to his daughter's tale.

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hauntedwitch04 · 6 months

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Lucifer I

Nyx Acheron x reader

Words: about 5.0k words

Warnings: blood, death, murder, sad things in general, shitty biological family

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"Say one more word and I swear I'll cut out your tongue." You say looking at the young prince of the night, who reciprocates by looking at you amused.

"Uncle Az, tell your hound dog to stay put." Nyx replies, as he rises from the chair in the meeting room we are in. For a moment you forget about him and end up looking around, and you wonder if little te knew this would happen to her in the future, if she would believe it. When Azriel found you, hiding in a cave not far from the Illyrian camp from which you had escaped, he was shocked at how long you had lasted alone in the woods. It had been weeks now since you had managed to escape what was left of my family, yet you still had not managed to wash away completely the blood of your sisters that had remained under your nails.

After your parents had died, my father in battle and my mother in childbirth, the chief of our tribe had decided to assign you to the only relatives left for you and your sisters namely your uncles, evil and mean people who had only money in mind and how to accumulate more and more of it, and because of this however small you were, you had to start working right away. Also living with you was our mother's mother, a bigoted and unintelligent woman bound by the stupid traditions of the barbaric people of which I am a part, who from early on you knew would present a threat to your wings. Not a day went by when she did not complain that you had not yet bled or find ways to make it happen, but you in response had studied every book and document you could about it and made sure to find every remedy you could to delay the arrival of what would spell the end of your last freedom. And the same you did with your sisters when they began to grow up, honoring the memory of your parents by asking them for help every night.

After spending years and years being a slave, on your twentieth birthday you woke up with red-stained blankets and immediately a new fear took its place in your body. You could already hear voices coming toward the room you shared with your sisters, and without a second thought you had jumped up waking the other two girls and telling them to take what you had prepared to run away. Within minutes you were already running through the woods, looking for a safe place to live for a while until you figured out how to do it. Over time you had also learned to hunt, and so you were not afraid to live in the woods; what you were afraid of was your family.

A little over an hour had passed when you heard voices coming from behind.

"Baby, I don't want to hurt you. You know we have to, it's time for you to become a real woman." Yelled your uncle in an obnoxious, sarcastic voice, and you only increased your pace, which soon turned again into a hopeless race dragging your sisters toward what you hoped would be salvation.

"Do you really think those wings make you somebody! You are nothing if a little slut trying to escape from a future that is already written! Hurry up and I promise I won't rip your wings off, just keep playing hide-and-seek and I'll take all the time I can to do what I want with you!" Yells your uncle again, before laughing out loud. "Do you think we haven't found your stupid plant books, to delay your bleeding, do you think we're that stupid? That alone could be enough of a death sentence for you, do you really want to make your situation worse!?" He continued, and you felt a cold chill run down your spine. For a moment you thought about turning yourself in, then the image of all those girls you had seen suffer or even die for what they had done to their wings came into your mind, and so you began to run even harder, until you found yourself in front of a cave. You had found it a while ago, trying to catch something in the woods, and it had seemed like a good hiding place. You told your sisters to go inside, while you went for a second to retrieve some weapons you had hidden in a hollow log two minutes away from there, intimating to them to keep quiet if they did not want to be discovered. Yet all was in vain.

One minute. Sixty seconds. Twenty blinks. One moment.

It only took a moment to kill your sisters. Your uncle found them, and because they tried to escape he killed them on the spot, stabbing them in the stomach.

You arrived at the moment when you saw the youngest among the three of you fall, the one who being the eldest daughter you had the pleasure of holding first, while the middle one was already on the ground lifeless. You saw in her eyes the life slip away, like sand running through your fingers.

"So you won't run away like your useless sister." Said your uncle, looking at her handiwork before turning away. "Where is he right now, anyway? He abandoned you, he doesn't even have the courage to face me, yet he has the courage to leave you here to die." He continued.

"Turn around asshole, and face your fate." Whispers your sister, dying, amid blood spit on the ground and moans of pain. "I hope his blade is as sharp as your tongue." She continues, before telling you with her lips that she loved you, and then letting the life that animated her flow out of her.

Your uncle turned and for a moment his face was crossed with pure and simple fear, coming the anger that animated your face. A few simple sword movements, and in a few seconds he was in front of you on his knees, praying to your goodness, which in his regard had left you years ago. Blood gushed from his lips like lava from a volcano as you watched life fade away behind his tar-black pupils.

"I hope you will suffer as much as you made us suffer, and that Mother will have a special punishment for you. You killed the only family I had left, and for that I will take from you what you took from me: life." You said, looking down into his eyes. He spat in your face in response.

"Do you think you are so much better than me? You too will take the life of another human being, even your hands will be stained with blood, you and I are not much different." He said, before spitting more blood at my feet. "Besides, do you really think they will not notice that I am not going back to the village? Do you really think they won't come looking for me and find you here with all these dead people? Do you think you'll get away with it? O deluded little bitch, they will kill you, and then there we will be in the same cage before Lucifer."

"See you in hell then." You whispered before finally cutting his neck and letting his blood create a pool at your feet.

For hours you felt like an automaton as you carried your uncle's body out of the cave and buried it not far from there. Once you had stowed away all the earth, you turned to where your sisters still lay and for the first time truly felt their death strike you with an axe blow to the chest, whereas before you were too busy still brooding over anger and revenge. In a few steps you found yourself on the ground, your hands grasping their bloody clothes as you clutched them to your chest, crying hot and bitter tears. You screamed in every language you knew against every deity you remembered, as you begged anyone to take you in their place and let them live their lives. You spent the whole night crying and screaming, so much so that by morning you had no voice left. Once the sun came up you realized what you looked like. Your arms were completely bloody, especially your hands, where blood had even gone under your fingernails. Long minutes passed before you conceived the fact that you had to bury your sisters as well. This time, however, was different. You found a beautiful clearing full of lavender flowers and laughed at the irony. You had always loved lavender very much, and your sisters always teased you about it, and now the place where they would find peace would be just that. You slowly dug two pits next to each other in the shade of a willow tree, and gently placed their bodies, wrapped in blankets, as tears continued to stream down your face. You looked one last time at their bodies, so small and helpless at that moment, before covering them with the earth. Once finished you lay there on top of them, waiting for the dead to come for you too, feeling guilty for their death and for killing a man, seeing the blood still staining your hands. You screamed, cried again as you had done the night before, then you heard a rustling in the plants, and like a vision your sisters appeared to you holding hands with your mother, surrounded by shadows. By now it had become night, but you did not even realize it too engrossed in crying.

Immediately you were frightened by the scene and jumped to your feet, then you calmed down and realized that you had not gone crazy, but there were really them in front of you. You ran toward them, and tried to hug each of them three times, failing, and falling all three times into the void. Immediately the tears came back to you.

"I thought I was dead. I thought I had atoned for my sins, and instead I'm still here. I don't deserve to live, please do something help me." You asked, kneeling in front of them, looking down, and at that moment you felt like a gust of wind settling on your shoulder, so you looked up and saw that your mother had placed her hand on his shoulder and was looking at you fondly.

"My child, do not think that our death is your fault. You, on the contrary, did everything you could do. You must keep fighting, you cannot let yourself go like this. You must live for us, too." She said, but you shook your head, not believing you could.

"I am not so strong mom, I allowed them to hurt them. I-I don't think I can go on alone anymore. I am not strong enough." You whisper, as you go back to slump on the ground.

"Don't even think that. You have come this far, you must live for us too. We will never abandon you, we will become your janitors." She said making a gesture to indicate the shadows that surrounded her and your sisters. As if they understood the topic of conversation they moved toward you, twisting like a snake along your arms, until they reached your ear and whispered something to you. You were not even surprised to understand them, no matter how surreal this situation was. You watched intently as those night-colored pythons came to life around you, until you looked up again and saw that your mother was now retreating with your sisters, back to where they had come from.

"Where are you going!? Don't leave me!" You screamed, getting up and running toward them, but the shadows held you, like worried hands holding someone dear.

"You can't follow us where we go love, now we have to go back where we came from, we have already been away too much according to the rules. Take care dear and remember we love you. Enjoy every second of your life, don't remember the past, create a new future." Those were your mother's last words to you as your sisters waved goodbye, also with tears in their eyes.

At that moment I became a shadowsinger.

And so you returned to being alone, in the middle of the night, surrounded by shreds of darkness that moved with a life of their own.

"My lady must go and wash the blood off her clothes, and she will attract wild animals." The shadows say in your ear, as they urge you to get up. You resist a little at first, to be guided by them, who like an invisible wet nurse took care of you, for the first few days where you still had to get used to the situation. A week later you were fully back to yourself, and nothing could stop you. You kept moving from one place to another so they would not find you until one morning you heard a rustling among the plants, but your shadows that time told you something different that struck you.

"Honey, this time the one chasing us is someone like you." They said, as you were setting a new trap to catch some small game.

"Like us, you mean another shadowsinger?" You asked confused, torn between wanting to escape and wanting to know.

"That's right honey." They replied, before going forward.

A few minutes passed before a man, an Illyrian, emerged from behind the plants, but you soon realized that you did not know him.

"Hello." He said first, smiling slightly as he put his hands forward to show you that he had no hidden weapons to hurt you. "I would just like to talk to you."

You looked at him wary, then you saw a shadow emerge from his back, exactly like those adorning your shoulders, and immediately you felt understood. You saw his shadows go to his ears, as if to report something to him, and immediately his eyes widened as his face changed, looking at you with sorry eyes and a sorrowful smile on his lips.

"You are also like me. "You affirmed as you approached, he without warning embraced you, holding your slender, exhausted body in his mighty arms.

"I'm sorry." He said in a choked voice as he gently stroked your back. "Who has passed away?" He asked, trying to understand how you had managed to get what for him was a curse.

"My mother and sisters. They failed to protect them. My mother I failed to save all those years ago, while the others I left alone, and my uncle killed them." You whispered, as you let go in his arms in a desperate cry.

"Then you really are the girl from the village they are looking for." He said as he looked into your eyes, and you saw tears forming in his, as if he also remembered at this moment a past and distant pain, still alive in him though. "They sent me to find you, saying that a crazy dangerous murderer, but I think they actually are." He continues laughing, before asking another question. "Where is your uncle?"

"I killed him." You said in a hard, impassive voice and then looked at him coldly, or at least tried to, but the fear you were feeling clearly shone through your eyes. "I will accept whatever punishment you want to give me, but please don't take me back there. I ran away because they wanted to clip my wings, and now I'm afraid of what they would have in store for me, and I suspect it's worse than death." You asked, as more tears ran down your face.

He shook his head, before taking off his jacket and laying it on your shoulders.

"My dear, you will come with me, I will never take you back to that shitty place." He said softly as he stroked your face, and for the first time you felt the scars adorning his palms, and you were shocked by the contrast between his soft voice and his rough skin.

"I am Azriel, the High Lord's chief spy, and you will come with me to Velaris, where I will teach you everything I know about the shadows we share. After all, I've always wanted a little sister, and I'm sure Cassian will be impressed with your skills as well." He said, as he pointed you to a place in the forest devoid of trees. "I have to warn you though, we're a little crazy as a family." He continued, but you froze.

"Wait, I have to do something first." You said before running one last time to that lavender field, to which you had gone every day to see your sisters.

"It's not goodbye, it's goodbye. I will be back soon, as soon as I can. I love you all. I will live for you." You confessed at their graves, amid sobs before returning to Azriel.

He looked at you with compassion and together you took off into the air, and only when you arrived in Velaris did you realize that your life had really changed, and that a new adventure was beginning.

"Hey baby all right?" You eventually hear Azriel's voice, concerned, as he leans over the table to take your hands. You are the only one with whom he shows physical affection, trusting only you, and of course Gwyn, whom you regard as a mother.

Over time your relationship has proven to be more like that between a father and a daughter than between a brother and a sister. He has from the very beginning taken care of you, and you of him at times when he needed it, you have always supported each other, and a bond flows between you that is stronger than just a blood bond. You look into his eyes and see his doubt gripping him, but it still does not invade your mind, leaving you space. Nyx also seems to have quieted down. You and he have never gotten along too well, ever since you first met. You have been part of the Inner circle for ten years now, but the two of you only met five years ago, since he was studying on the mainland before that.

He, from the beginning saw you as a rival, and even being a couple of years younger, felt that his place as a protected and beloved prince of the court was being undermined by you.

He never understood the real reason why his uncle took you with them, and that was also because you had never shared your story with anyone outside of Az and his mate, not wanting others to see you as weak.

"Yeah all right, I was thinking about how not to kill that asshole during the mission." You say, trying to sound convincing, and apparently succeeding because everyone is giggling, outside of Az and Nyx who don't look very convinced.

"Oh come on Lucifer, we both know that the better of the two is me." He tries to comment, but you can still read the uncertainty in his eyes not believing your words.

"In your dreams Acheron." You answer, trying to let the nickname pass.

The next day, at dawn you find yourself on a mission in the woods near where you had grown up. A feeling of fear covers your heart and mind ever since you set foot here. Like a flooding river, memories of your childhood wash over you. Rhysand didn't know this place was steeped in trauma for you, or he wouldn't have assigned it to you, but if you had told him, you would have proven yourself unequal to your role as his court's deputy spy chief, unable to separate work and private life.

"We need to go to an Illyrian camp nearby, apparently there has been some insubordination." Nyx tells you, not remembering that you were also at the meeting her father had to describe the mission. "Hey, you look pale, are you okay?" He asks worriedly, turning to look at you.

"Since when do you worry about me Acheron? Aren't you getting soft?" You say, stepping past him as with confident steps of someone who has been down that road a billion times before, you move like a snake, with elegance and fluidity, through the trees of the forest. Out of the corner of your eye you see the boy step into a trap, which has been there since you were a child, which an old hunter always puts in that hole.

"Be careful putting your foot there, there is a trap." You say atonically as you continue walking. He stops and looks carefully at where he was about to walk to see that indeed you were right.

"Well I'd say you're mellowing, too, honey. Is the cold-hearted witch thawing out?" He asks with amusement as you without stopping or turning around give him the middle finger.

"I love you too baby." He continues, in response to your gesture, and you shake your head in response as you can't suppress a silly little smile appearing on your face.

"How did you know there was a trap anyway, it was really very well hidden." Comments the prince of the night, as he takes great strides to catch up with you.

You pause for a second, thinking whether to tell him the truth or tell him to go to hell again. You don't know what is getting into you but this place makes your head spin, and you feel like a poor, lonely, helpless girl again. The shadows surround you like a shield since you arrived, as if they, too, sense the familiarity of that place. You look into his violet eyes, which in the little sunshine coming in through the tree foliage, take on a lavender-like hue, and again it feels as if a prick comes sharply into your stomach and knocks you to the ground.

You see in his expression concern and sincerity, and this sends your system into a tailspin, which, as if it were nothing, opens up a deep, private part of you to him.

"I grew up here, I know these woods well." You say not looking into his eyes, too caught up in your emotions that are running through you right now. The shadows close even tighter between you, almost creating a cocoon.

"I didn't know that." He replies.

"Nobody knows, nobody but Az and Gwyn." You counter.

"He found you here then." The boy affirms, while in the shadows he tries to look around.

"Yes, not far from here." And you almost can't hold between your lips <<and near here I buried my sisters, a little farther away instead is the cave where they died at the hands of my uncle, whom I killed and buried near there>>, but fortunately you manage to hold back.

A few seconds pass in which neither of you really knows what to say, until you decide to confess other things.

"Nyx, the village we are going to is the one I ran away from when I was 20 years old with my sisters. Everyone there hates me, but I don't even think they would recognize me, however, I wanted to tell you before you see doing something stupid and reckless for no reason. At least you know some context, it seemed right to tell you." You say as you resume walking, but he grabs one of your two wrists with his hand and stops you.

"How come you ran away?" He asks with a seriousness you think you've never seen in him before.

"They wanted to take away the only thing that made me free: my wings." You answer with equal seriousness as I see his jaw twitch in anger.

"Who wanted to do this to you? Your parents?" He asks as disgust is evident from his tone.

"No, it's a long story." You try to answer without giving too much information, but immediately you feel something, guilt, making its way inside you. "Maybe someday I will tell you, but this is neither the place nor the time to do so." You continue, before starting to move along the forest. Nyx does not counter and follows your steps silently, always, however, staying close to you and in silence, as if she has that at this moment, the slightest thing could destabilize you and that you need someone right now, who without your asking, should help you survive from drowning in your memories.

You arrive at the village shortly after, and for a moment you feel like you have traveled through time. Nothing has changed since you left, and that gives you the chills. Immediately people begin to look at you askance, and within seconds you find the village chief standing in front of you. He is still the same as when you were there, an elderly gentleman with poor eyesight and a big heart. He was the only one who supported your choice to keep your wings, but the council had overtaken him and there was nothing he could do about it, he had confessed to you once while your family was still waiting for you to bleed, but he was already deciding your future. He looks at you with squinted eyes, trying to focus on your figure.

"Hello, we are here about the small riot that happened here a few days ago. The High Lord sent us." Says Nyx casually, with a smile on his face. You had decided before you left not to say your identities right away, so as not to arouse hatred as soon as you arrived, but you obviously hadn't told Nyx about why, though now he knows.

"Oh certainly, this way guys." Says the elderly gentleman, smiling at us. "But you didn't have to go to all that trouble, it was just a bunch of stupid kids who decided to make some trouble. There was no need for the High Lord to send any of his people, but we really appreciate you coming." He continues, as we cross the main street of the village.

"High Lord Rhysand is keen to let it be known that he is always available to his subjects when needed." Nyx replies very diplomatically, as he has been taught. You stop and stare at him, as you walk along, and think that deep down all those girls falling at his feet are not wrong. He is one of the most handsome boys you have ever seen, if not the most handsome of them all, with those violet eyes and perpetually disheveled night-colored hair. He is smart, but at the same time reckless, funny and kind, in short the perfect boy everyone dreams of. Immediately you freeze, and blush when you realize what you're thinking. You hear the shadows laughing in your ear, hearing your thoughts, and you under your breath curse them. You look around and realize you've stopped in front of what used to be your little piece of heaven: the bookstore. It was a tiny, musty place, and full of dusty old shelves, and run by a sweet and loving little lady, whom you treated like children.

When you were little, you spent hours in there, so much so that eventually the lady hired you as an assistant, making sure that your aunt and uncle didn't force you to stop going to that place to go to work.

It was never very busy, but it had a small circle of trusted customers.

Now, however, it is a ruined place. The window glass is broken, and the now-worn sign has fallen down. The shelves have all fallen, one on top of the other like bodies of soldiers wounded in battle, piled on top of each other. A dusty mist fills the store, while on the ground one can still see marks left by flames, while nothing but ashes remain of the books.

Nyx seeing that you stopped, stops in turn, apologizing to the village chief, and coming to see if you were okay.

"Hey, are you okay Lucifer? If you want, you can wait in one spot, and I'd be back to you in five minutes, I swear I'd be quick and then we'd run right out of here and not look back. You don't have to do all this if you can't." The boy says sympathetically as he takes your hand in his. That gesture makes you turn toward him, and then look at the older gentleman who has also turned back, and he looks at you smiling.

"I felt like I knew that smile." He says, looking at you as he strokes your face with one hand. "It seems like a lifetime since you and your sisters left. I see that life has treated you well." He continues happily, and you feel a pang in your heart.

"Life apparently has only treated me well." You say while remaining vague, and immediately he seems to understand, and with a sweet gesture, typical of a grandfather toward his granddaughter, he kisses your forehead lovingly.

"I'm sorry little witch." He whispers, and you smile at the nickname, which he had given you when you were still playing at making potions out of mud in the camp.

Nyx meanwhile was looking at you more and more confused, but he does not ask you anything, realizing that this is not the time for his questions. The shadows move agitated, too caught up in all those emotions.

"What happened to the bookstore?" You ask worriedly. "Is the lady okay?"

"She passed away shortly after you left. Her family did not take care of the store and let vandals destroy it." Confessed the elderly gentleman, sorry.

You are about to respond, angry at the people who allowed part of your childhood to be set on fire, when you hear a voice from down the street that chills the blood in your veins, that of your aunt.

...to be continued...

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HALLOWEEN PARTY

Hi and welcome for the second edition of my halloween party. The first one was very liked, so I thought of making a new one this year. Hope you enjoy it.

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DAY 1: “Take my sweater, I love you and i don’t want you to transform into a popsicle” with Remus Lupin

DAY 2: “You really did this for me?” "I made one for every single person I love, but your is the one I did first because you were the first I thought about." with Steve Harrington

DAY 3: “Please kill that fucking spider” “Love, you know it’s fake right?” with Cassian

DAY 4: “Eat some more soup, it will make you feel better. This is my James mother’s recipe.” “Fuck, love this is delicious.” with Sirius Black

DAY 5: “I don’t need paradise, mine is right here with you, cooking a pie while you dance and sing an old rock song, dreaming about our future” with Dean Winchester

DAY 6: “I got some leaves on my way here for you, they are really pretty” with Andrew Garfield

DAY 7: “Love I swear if you light another candle our house may go on fire.” with Nyx Acheron

DAY 8: “I have a skeleton in my closet.” “Everyone have them, love.” “No I mean literally” with James Potter

DAY 9: “Did you really gift me an owl?” “You love the little one from Harry Potter, so i thought it would be a good gift.” with modern!Rhys

DAY 10: “Sweety, we are too old to play trick-or-treating.” “That’s a lie, you are never too old for it.” with Regulus Black

DAY 11: “Look what I got from the shop down the street” “Another coat, seriously?” with Sam Winchester

DAY 12: “Your pumpkin is making heart eyes to mine.” with Eris Vanserra

DAY 13: “Oh my God, please save me from this ghost” “Love your Ghostbuster is coming” with Ben Barnes

DAY 14: “Some friendships are like candles: they burn bright for a while and then they die because of a little wind.” with Azriel

DAY 15: “There is someone there, you think we have to help him” “It’s a scarecrow” “I think I just had a heartache.” with Sirius Black

DAY 16: “I love this oil lamp. How did you know it?” “I love you, and I know you, so I know you are into witchy things.” with Dean Winchester

DAY 17: “Look mommy, a fox. Why are you crying mommy?” “Because it reminds me of your daddy.” with Eris Vanserra

DAY 18: “You know we are not in a crime book right.” “Don’t ruin my moment. My time to be Sherlock Holmes has arrived.” with Sam Winchester

DAY 19: “I’m not gonna watch another fucking horror movie with you” “Don’t worry darling, you have your hero by your side.” “Love, I don’t have to remind you that you are the one screaming the most right?” with Remus Lupin

DAY 20: “We are not gonna bring that black cat home.And don’t even try to make me the puppy eyes, this time won’t work. I’m over your spell witch.” with Nyx Acheron

DAY 21: “What are these rocks?” “They are runes stones.” “Babe, since when you are a witch.” with Timothee Chamalet

DAY 22: “We are not gonna watch Bride Corpse another time.” “You love that movie too, dont’ lie to me moose.” “Love, we already watched it like five times in two days!” with Sam Winchester

DAY 23: “I never saw someone loving the moon like you do.” “You know what I love most about the moon? It reminds me of you, of your eyes.” with Rhys

DAY 24: “Why are there three pumpkins? We always make pumpkin, one for you and one for me.” “Well I want to practice since, from next year we are gonna be three.” with Steve Harrington

DAY 25: “Wow, what is that on your neck? Oh my god, it’s a bite! Did a vampire bite you? Are you going to be like Dracula? Oh my god, oh my God! That’s so cool!” “No man, another animal bit me: my girlfriend.” with Regulus Black

DAY 26: “You are never gonna touch another drop of alcohol in front of me, you look possessed.” with James Potter

DAY 27: “Tell me a spooky story” “Love, if you don’t sleep another night because I scared you, your mum is gonna kill me.” with Cassian

DAY 28: “Oh my god, you are bleeding!” “Love calms down, it's fake.” “You are a horrible person.” with Azriel

DAY 29: “Boo!” “Fuck you” with Dean Winchester

DAY 30: "Love, why are you crying?” “Neil didn’t deserve it.” “We already talked about this: you can’t watch that movie alone.” “But it’s one of my favorites.” with Remus Lupin

DAY 31: Halloween Party with College AU!Every fandom

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hauntedwitch04 · 7 months

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Candles and fire

Nyx Acheron x reader

Words: 0.7k words

Warnings: none, just fluff and idiots totally in love with each other, some burnt pots

Author’s note: Hi everybody! Sorry to be this late, life is just being crazy right now.

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DAY 7: “Love I swear if you light another candle our house may go on fire.”

You don't really know where your passion for candles comes from, you just know that one day you tried to get a packet of them, to decorate your home, smelling of cinnamon, and from that day your life totally changed.

The one you have today, often your friends and family, call it almost a disease, since every time you enter a store selling candles you have to be careful not to spend your entire salary and that of your mate, Nyx.

Ironically, the two of you actually met while you were looking for new candles to light in the fall and he was looking for a gift for his Aunt Nesta, who like you had discovered the power of candles and had made it a point to light one every time she read or embroidered. Seeing you so knowledgeable Nyx had thought well to ask your advice and one thing led to another you found yourselves on your fifth date on the largest and most beautiful deck in Velaris, gazing at the moon and stars when the bond clicked for both of you, and from there the rest is history.

You enter the house after a difficult day spent in your library, which is located in one of the most beautiful places in the Rainbow, when you are presented with a scene that you do not know whether to call heavenly or hellish. The home you share with your love is strewn with candles, and their vision sways between an angelic vision to the flames of hell.

"Nyx?" You ask, entering the house paying attention to where you put things down or where you walk. You get to the kitchen and see your mate busy with something at the stove. It probably must not be going the way he wants because you hear him cursing as he moves pans and pots off the stove, some with smoke and flames coming out, others with foam. You can't help but laugh at that scene, but in doing so you are discovered by your husband, who turns around. Nyx, seeing you, his eyes immediately light up.

"Love! You're back already!" The boy says happily, only to look around and immediately guilt shows in his expression. "I'm sorry, I wanted to try to surprise you: candlelight dinner, but I guess the only thing I'm good at is lighting candles and pots and pans on fire." He comments as he walks over to you and hugs you, leaving a sweet kiss on your lips.

"About this: love I swear if you light another candle our house may go on fire. I love candles, but I wouldn't want us to turn into skewers." You say and Nyx can't help but laugh as she presses her nose into your hair, breathing in the smell of your favorite shampoo.

"You think so?" The prince of the night asks amused, as he looks around again. "I'm really sorry though, for once I try to do something for you. I really am a terrible mate." Says Nyx, ducking down and hiding her face in the crook of your neck.

You stroke the back of his head, then force him to look into your eyes.

"Hey, cut the crap! You're the best mate a woman could ever want, you're handsome, funny, kind, good in bed, smart in short I think there are people who would kill to be loved by you even for a few minutes, and just because you couldn't get something done today doesn't mean you're any less perfect than everyone already knows you are." You say, leaving him a series of kisses all along his face in the process. "How about we make something together instead? It's been a long time since we've done that." You propose and immediately see his eyes light up, and he nods, as he takes you in front of the stove again, and amid laughter, kisses, and maybe something more, you finally manage to prepare something, and it doesn't even matter if it's the best thing in the world, because the only thing that really matters are the moments you've shared with the person you love.

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hauntedwitch04 · 7 months

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SPECIAL TAGLIST FOR KIKTOBER

Hi everyone, I just finished coping all my masterlist, and I came up with an idea.

I did a new masterlist only for kinktober. Who want to be tagged in my posts please write down in the document I put in this post. Thank you so much.

KINKTOBER TAGLIST 2023

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hauntedwitch04 · 6 months

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Hi everyone!

I know I haven't written for a while and I'm really sorry, but unfortunately this period is super full of things to do at university and on top of that I've caught a terrible cold and haven't been able to write anything.

I promise I'll try to do something from tomorrow, but tonight I won't be able to do anything again because I'm going to a Halloween party!

I'm going as Veronica Sawyer from The Heathers and I'm too excited.

Talk to you tomorrow loves,

your witch Becky

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hauntedwitch04 · 7 months

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OH MY GOD!

I swear I won't bother anyone else after that, but I wanted to say something now that I've realized it.

THANK YOU SO MUCH!

Today I realized that I have reached more than 1k followers, and this is all thanks to you and I can't thank you enough for all the love and support you have shown me in difficult times in my life like these. I sincerely love you all the world, and thank you again.

It seems like yesterday that I started writing on here and already five followers seemed like a lot. A special thank you goes to all those people without whom I would have stopped much earlier like

@b7717 , @fuckmymunson , @feyre-darling92 , @slut4benbarnes , and a lot more.

You have made me the happiest person in the world, and I am finally starting to believe a little more in myself and what I write.

You have made my day!

Thank you so much again and a kiss to all of you,

your witch Becca <333333

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hauntedwitch04 · 7 months

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Day 31: Roleplay with?

Hi loves! As promised here are the finalists for the choice on who to do the day of October 31: Roleplay.

I already let you know that I would still like to write more similar imagina with the same theme for the other most requested characters as well because I personally am interested in seeing each of them placed in that situation.

So let's cut to the chase, here is the final ( of the Hunger Games, sorry I am reading the last book and I fell in love with it)

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hauntedwitch04 · 7 months

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DAY 31: ROLEPLAY WITH ?

I'll post several polls, then I'll do one with the winners and we'll see who will be the lucky one;)

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hauntedwitch04 · 2 years

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Hi love, I hope your writer's block it's going to be well. I have a writing idea 💡 about Y/n and Nyx, but if you don't feel comfortable you can just ignore it.

So,

Nyx and Y/n disheveled and blissed out after a lovemaking session together and the inner circle find out

Like what I was saying before, if you don't feel comfortable you can just ignore it.

P.s. I love how you write, It feels me like I'm still in those story

a/n: I hope u loves don't mind that I put your request togheter! Hope u like it! Have a great day!

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You and Nyx found out you were mates a few months ago, but yet it is as if you have just accepted the bond. Every moment you spend alone you have sex on every available surface. No one in the Inner Circle knows about your relationship so you try to be cautious, but you can't hold back.

After weeks spent like this, Rhys recalled his son to go on a week-long mission to the Spring Court border. It had been a week since you had seen each other when he returned to the Wind House last night. You couldn't even make it home, too overwhelmed with passion and ended up sleeping in his room.

You stayed up until dawn, and now you embraced another watching the view from the window. You fall asleep in each other's arms, and so you don't hear someone knocking at the door. Nesta thinking the room was empty, you enter and instead find the two of you practically naked wrapped in your arms and sheets.

Within minutes the whole Inner Circle knew it, and when you woke up you would find them in the living room in celebration.

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hauntedwitch04 · 2 years

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Girl, happy to have you back, hope everything's all well!

I have to say, these prompts are too good! As it goes, Can I ask, "Reader is an innocent girl who never swears. Never. Until Nyx(acotar) is inside them, thrusting with reckless abandon, and taking great pride in the fact that they can reduce reader to this disheveled, lustful state, unable to say anything but their name and swearing from how good it is."?

Stay awesome♡

a/n: Hi love! As always a plesure to write your request(, and lord forgive because I've sinned.) Hope u like this one! Have a great day!

p.s. It's one of the smutest thing I ever wrote, hope it's ok :)

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Nyx can't be anything but orgolgious at seeing your gaze lost in the void because of the pleasure it is causing you. When he met you you were a "good" girl who had never had her first kiss, her first boyfriend and her first time, and you trusted him completely, letting go, and you were not wrong at all. He had been able to show you pleasure that you had only imagined, and he continues to surprise you every day.

Nyx heard you swear rarely: once when a book as heavy as a brick had hit your foot after falling out of your hands, the other when Cassian had hit you really hard in the head during training, but you had never done it during sex, you were always sweet and cute while doing it, but this time he had really freaked you out and you couldn't help yourself.

"Fuck!" You screamed as you squeezed the covers between your fingers and he continued to move inside you.

He is shocked by your words for a moment, but then realizes how much he enjoyed it.

"Who taught you such words honey? Who is driving you crazy? Can you answer me or am I fucking you so well that you don't remember, that you don't understand anything?." He says.

You can't help but moan as you feel his thrusts getting faster and your orgasm getting closer.

God this man will drive you crazy.

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hauntedwitch04 · 2 years

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Enough

Nyx x reader

Words: about 1k

Warnings: a bit angst, a lovely and a super cute Nyx (I love this man)

Author's note: This one is for the lovely @marigold-morelli, hope you are feeling better. I had this idea a bit ago, and it seemed perfect for you and your request. Hope you like it, and have a good day (p.s. Sorry fo any grammar error)

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You have had no answer from Nyx for days now. You are sitting on the couch in the Wind House, lost in your thoughts worried about your mate who has not been heard from for some time now. As with your eyes fixed, you are lost in your mind you do not hear Nesta enter the room. Immediately she looks at you worriedly, and sits down next to you.

"Honey, are you feeling all right?" She asks, resting a hand on your shoulder. You turn around and realize what you were doing.

"Yes, yes quiet. I was just lost in my thoughts for a moment." You answer in a tone that tries to be convincing, but she does not seem so convinced.

"What were you thinking about?"

"Nothing really, just thinking about how long it's been since my last mission."

"Why?" She asks curiously. She sees you hesitantly, but reads in your eyes that fear she has felt so many times, of not being enough. You can never be happy with what you do, always asking more of yourself. She had suffered for a time because of this, because she did not feel enough for this family, for her family. Eventually you let go and confess to her what she had already understood.

"I feel like I'm not doing enough, like I'm not helping." Without thinking about it she hugs you, and she doesn't know how much that hug means to you. For days you have done nothing but yearn for Nyx's touch: a caress, a hug, a cuddle; but he is nowhere to be found.

"You are one of the best spies I know, in fact you know I'm telling you the best, because you love what you do and you work your hardest to do it, and that's a credit to you. But let's not tell Az, you know he's touchy." Nesta says holding you close, while you giggle, crying a little at her kind words.

"Do you happen to know where Nyx is, he hasn't been heard from in days." You ask finally, giving in to your concern. No one from the Inner Circle knows that you two are mates, but you can't help but ask her for information.

"From the latest news he should be back tomorrow. How come you care about him? Last time you didn't call him an insulting asshole as smart as a rock and with an ego equal to the number of stars in the sky, if I'm not mistaken those were your words." He says in an amused tone, giving me a wink. You can't help but laugh at his words, as your cheeks turn hot with embarrassment.

"Well I need to know if I can finally throw a party because I'm not going to see him anymore or not, you know" You reply, making her laugh so hard that even her mate enters the room, looking at Nesta with an amused and amazed look.

"What are you two laughing at." Cassian asks, chuckling.

"None of your business, girl talk." His mate replies, giggling.

He throws up his hands and leaves the room laughing. She, too, leaves the room shortly after, following him, leaving me once again to my own thoughts.

Without realizing it you still find yourself lying on that couch in the evening, when sleep surprises you, as you once again find yourself wandering through the darkest meaders of your mind, doubting yourself.

You wake up in the middle of the night when you feel someone kissing your cheek, and as soon as you open your eyes you discover it is your beloved.

"Sorry I didn't mean to wake you up, just that you were so beautiful while you were sleeping that I couldn't help myself." Nyx apologizes, lying down next to you.

"You know if we stay here, they will find us in the morning right?" You say in an obvious tone, and he as if he doesn't hear you wraps his arms around your waist and pulls you even closer to him as he rests his chin on your head, nuzzling your hair.

"Mother, I love your shampoo, it's how I imagine the smell of home. And no, I don't care if they find us, the important thing is to have you in my arms and I don't want to waste a second more." He replies.

Your heart skips a beat at his words, and you can't help but think back to what occupied your mind before you fell asleep.

"How did I deserve you?" These words escape from your mouth, uncontrollably.

He places a finger under your chin and brings your gaze to his.

"What do you mean love?" He asks in a soft tone.

"I don't know, I just don't feel like I'm not doing enough and I feel...useless." You answer, knowing you cannot keep anything hidden from him.

He stares at you for a moment with those wonderful violet eyes and then says.

"You are perfect just the way you are. And I was the one who asked not to give you too heavy missions because you need to rest. Taking a break doesn't mean you're not doing enough. I sometimes have the job of stopping you before you go too far." Nyx replies, and subsequently proceeds to take your face in her hands.

"And now as punishment for doubting you even for a second I will kiss you so many times that you will forget even your own name." He says before starting to compulsively kiss your face. You begin to laugh and beg for mercy because he was tickling you. You do not even realize that you have fallen asleep until the sunlight hits your face in the morning, and you feel someone lay a blanket over you.

"She was very worried about you." I hear Nesta say under her breath.

"I could feel it through the bond, but I couldn't tell her anything. I felt very bad about this, but rules are rules." Nyx replies, running a hand over my hair, gently.

"I knew you accepted the bond, Feyre has to buy me that dress. " She says in a victorious tone and Nyx chuckles.

"Did you know we are mates? And you didn't say so?" He asks curiously.

"Of course, you may be good at keeping secrets, but you are quite obvious when all you do is undress with your eyes at the meeting table." Nesta chuckles at him.

"Maybe we should have been more careful." Nyx counters.

"Maybe." You continue.

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