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A Court of Ferocity & Softness by GrimQueen
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
03 Sep 2025
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Set pre- ACOSF where Nesta is warned of the upcoming choice she'll need to make and given another option
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Neris Week 2025 by GrimQueen
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
24 Aug 2025
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Twin flames rise up when Nesta & Eris dance in the court of nightmares
Just a one shot drabble for day three of Neris Week.
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The End of Penance by CinnamonPottery
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
06 May 2026
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Five years after the defeat of Koschei and Beron Vanserra, Prythian has been experiencing an unprecedented time of harmony between the courts. Relations between courts are better than ever.
Nesta Archeron’s life has also been better than ever. Every day, she trains at the House of Wind and then shelves books in the library. She has finally learned to hold her tongue and hasn’t fought with the Inner Circle in years.
She has just one problem.
Eris Vanserra seems to like her more than her mate ever has.
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- Part 1 of The End of Penance
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07 May 2026
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A House of Flame and Flower by Mellowenglishgal
Fandoms: A Court of Thorns and Roses Series - Sarah J. Maas
25 Feb 2023
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“Spare me the self-righteous lecturing, Feyre. You and your new family believe yourselves superior: that anyone who is not deemed worthy by you must bow or be eliminated. I refuse to bow to those I do not respect: and I owe none of you any such obligation. Nor am I obligated to remain where my autonomy is threatened,” Nesta sighed, gentle yet commanding, her voice low and steady and unyielding. “I renounce all ties to the Night Court. From now on, you are no longer my sister.”
“Where will you go?” Feyre snapped, but Nesta saw it: the sudden realisation that Nesta meant every word.
“That is no longer your business. Goodbye, Feyre,” Nesta said softly. She rose to her feet, elegant as an empress despite her unkempt clothing. As she stared down her youngest sister, Nesta caressed the delicious power shimmering like slumbering embers deep in her heart, until her veins sang with silver fire, pure light, blistering heat, deadly yet silent.
Flame was silent: everything it met shattered and snapped, disintegrating, unable to withstand it.
She was flame. She was undiluted, unrefined, unapologetic power.
She told Feyre, “You will not hear from me again.”

