A few of the faves, from Throne Of Glass & Crescent City. 🪞🌙
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Dorian 🖤 Manon
Ruhn 🖤 Lidia
Rowan 🖤 Aelin
Hunt 🖤 Bryce

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A few of the faves, from Throne Of Glass & Crescent City. 🪞🌙
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Dorian 🖤 Manon
Ruhn 🖤 Lidia
Rowan 🖤 Aelin
Hunt 🖤 Bryce
🧱 The Wall from ACOTAR by Sarah J Maas
Ruhn Danaan 🌌
My WIP of Hunt Athalar from my fanfic Of Hearts And Swords. This is an alternate ending to CC3 where Bryce dies, and the Asteri use the horn in her back to open up all three Faerie worlds.
Hunt lifted his face to the rain, closing his eyes. This war was getting worse. Who knows how long they’d even have left. But it didn’t matter—even if he brought her back just so that they could face the end of the world together, he’d do it.
Come back to me, he thought. I don’t care how long you’re back for—just come back.
He felt her touch a moment later. She’d placed her ghostly hand atop his—the one that clutched the gun.
“I’m here.”
Hunt stared at her, then swallowed thickly. “I thought you didn’t want to sit in the rain.”
Bryce smiled. “I will. With you.”
Hunt’s eyes stung. He didn’t care if it made him childish. Didn’t care how unbelievably pathetic this must seem—a grown angel sitting on the rooftop alone, crying in the rain. He just didn’t care about anything but her.
He thought he knew himself with Shahar. What it was like to be valued, wanted. What it was like to love.
But then Bryce came into his world, and suddenly it was like he was . . . awake. Like everything before had been as precarious as a dream; lovely and wonderful, but it wasn’t real. Shahar cared for him—deeply, he knew. But she’d never looked at him the way Bryce had.
No one had ever looked at him like Bryce had. An equal. A soulmate. A best friend.
No one had ever kissed, or laughed, or played like Bryce had. He thought he knew love before, but realized he never had.
And before she’d died, he thought he’d known grief.
Read the entire chapter on AO3.
"Light it up," #qotd Do you have any bookish fan art? Here is Bryce Quinlan from Cresent City. She is one of my favorite female characters. Artwork : @mooondance_studio You can find this gorgeous artwork at @avviarebookishart shop. There is also a matching bookmark. You will find a link in my bio that will direct you to the online shop. #bookworm #bookaesthetic #bookstagram #booknerd #bookish #booklover #lightacademia #aesthetic #aesthetic #bookaesthetic #sjm #sjmaas #cresentcity #bryce #brycequinlan (at Johannesburg, South Africa) https://www.instagram.com/p/CmyYkbvrq1C/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
Here we have my latest illustration! Bryce Quinlan from Crescent City by @therealsjmaas. I had so much fun doing this one, it was my relaxing moment of the day. I really would like to do a 3 piece illustration of Bryce, Aelin and Feyre. What do you think? 🤔♥️ Well! Hope you like this piece as much as me
Some of the Fae in Crescent City
Made on Artbreeder and photoshop!
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The front side of the cover for the book The House of Sky and Breath by Sarah J. Maas on request @amillionworldsinone