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  1. Public Bookmark 2

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    The burden of expectation weighs heavily on the up-and-coming ice dance team of the generation, darlings of the rink, Archeron and Aster. Sometimes Feyre feels she bears it more than Rhys does, but she would do almost anything to see him win.

    They take to the ice, lapping the rink hand in hand like they’re kids again, getting used to the feeling of skating with another person. It only takes them a few strokes to be in perfect unison, as always. If everything else in the world failed her, this at least would stay the same: her body knows exactly how to match and mirror Rhys even when she doesn’t know how to talk to him.

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    10 Feb 2026

  2. Public Bookmark 38

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    “Oh, Feyre.” His voice was low, dangerous. Intimate. “I’m anything but safe. For you.”
    How dare he!
    “You don’t know what I want.” Her chin lifted. “Or what’s good for me.”
    “Don’t I?” He said quietly. “I see you. I see all the pieces you think you’re hiding.”
    She stepped back, blanching. “What—what do you mean?”
    “You think I haven’t noticed?” Rhys sounded pained. “How you catalog every exit? The way you hold your breath when people get too close?” Another step. “I see the weight, the secrets carving you hollow." His face darkened. "I don’t need to know what they are, but don’t stand there claiming you want complications when you’re drowning in battles you won’t let anyone help fight.”
    She felt stripped bare, exposed, yet blind with defiance.“You think Tarquin would be simpler?” Bitter laughter spilled out. “You think anyone would be simple right now?” He was close now—his heat and cologne making her dizzy. She couldn't believe how deeply he’d seen her. “I don’t need saving, Rhys.” Feyre met his gaze unflinchingly. “And I don’t want safe.”
    His eyes flared. “Then tell me, Feyre—what do you want?” A pause. Vulnerability flickered. “And why won’t you reach for it?”

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    05 Feb 2026

  3. Public Bookmark 33

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    Feyre Archeron, Velaris’ youngest prima ballerina, has spent years outrunning her past. Between grueling rehearsals and secret late-night jobs, she has no time for distractions—especially not Rhysand Havilliard, the cocky, sinfully gorgeous captain of the Illyrian hockey team and heir to The Night Court, a high-stakes company. But when teasing turns to temptation, and temptation turns to obsession, Feyre realizes she may have finally met her match.

    Or: The AU in which a prima ballerina on the run and a hockey captain born into power collide in a game of desire, danger, and a past that refuses to stay buried.

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    02 Feb 2026

  4. Public Bookmark 34

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    Feyre didn’t need to think about where to go, it was like there was a string pulling her towards the one place she would always be safe.

    Rhys.

    Rhys would protect her- even if he was mad at her for abandoning him, he would never let anyone hurt her. His home was the safest place in the world.

     

    What's a girl to do when her abusive boyfriend cheats on her? Go running to daddy, of course!

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    30 Jan 2026

  5. Public Bookmark 20

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    Feyre believes herself safe after defeating Amarantha, tucked into a blissful life as future Lady of the Spring Court. But safety proves thinner than she expects, its edges fraying under the quiet weight of expectation, duty, and the relentless gaze of those who claim to know what is best for her.

    But beneath the surface, a different current coils—patient, observant, and intimately aware of every fracture in her resolve. Thoughts arrive uninvited with a confidence that does not feel entirely her own. And with every passing moment, Feyre finds it harder to remember when her thoughts last belonged solely to her.

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    Rhysand microdoses Feyre with mind control until she gives in to him.

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    30 Jan 2026