When Maerad rejoins Cadvan in the ruins of her childhood, she is unable to turn human again. How will this change their fate-and will Maerad ever be able to find herself again?

Maerad is training, and Cadvan comes to watch. But when she passes out, Cadvan will have to take care of her. Short and fluffy.

The hull bunny didn't die after Cadvan cracked it's spine. He was found by another bunny and brought to a very different place. There he meets Aleah. I think he falls in love, don't you? Is he going to join the Hulls again when he has the chance? A Hull-bunny life is very difficult especially when his 'Friends' want to kill him. And what is Aleah's secret?

Maerad is brutally attacked. In her pain, she's unable to realize Cadvan's animosity towards the situation. In the end, she's the only one that can save Cadvan, whom she's growing to love, from the same intolerable anguish she feels- by telling the truth.

What if Maerad hadn't been able to change back from wolf-form when she'd reunited with Cadvan? Slight Maerad/Cadvan pairing, if you squint REALLY, REALLY, REALLY hard. Rated T for violence and action. I have rearranged the chapters. 1&2 are now separated.

Maerad and Cadvan reach Sharma's lair, and, upon confronting him, Cadvan learns something troubling about Maerad...and vows to save her.

Hem, accompanied by his friend Irc, set off to fulfil a promise the young bard made during the Siege of Turbansk. My first fanfic. This would be terrible without the input of my wonderful beta. Thank you very much!

This is a story set after Cadvan and Maerad have married and Maerad is worried about Cadvan's reaction to her news. Very fluffy I hope because fluffy is good. This isn't a very good summary and I never know what to write on these things but please read anyway.

She wasn't supposed to love him, yet she did, even though she knew he would never truly desire her... or would he? Nerili's first and last love, shared with and shattered by a haunted, fallen man...Wee spoilers for Riddle. Give it a shot, please? Thanks!

Please r&r! I need all the help I can get!

This is going to be a retelling of the last part of the riddle and the singing. I love Maerad and Cadvan together but I also loved the spark she had for Arkan. So I decided to write a story based of the original but what might have happened if Cadvan had died. It picks up the night Maerad originally was going to leave Arkan-Da.

Set 3 months after The Singing. While Maerad and Cadvan's relationship blossoms, there is much work to do in order to restore peace in Annar and the Seven Kingdoms. On the brink of civil war, will relationships stand strong or crumble? T now M later

The story of Zelika's capture and eventual death, through her eyes. The thoughts going through the mind of a destroyed child, and how one person can change a life. My first Pellinor story, review!

Set after Cadvan is healed by Nelec when they arrive in Norloch. In the middle of the night, Maerad wakes with the need to make sure Cadvan really is okay. My first Pellinor fic! Rating just to be safe. One Shot.

You think I'm your savior, your Fire Lily? Try me. This is a torch and this is gasoline. Touch me and you'll burn. / modern-day adaptation of the Books of Pellinor

Disaster strikes on the road north. Maerad: taken prisoner; Cadvan: left for dead. Reunited, they must face inner demons and confront the evil that haunts their footsteps. In the end, all that matters is moving on after the dust settles.

Dernhil survives his encounter with the Hulls, but leaves Innail to protect Maerad and his friends; should the Dark learn of his survival, none would be safe. Maerad is plagued by dreams of him and begins to question his death; she searches for the truth

The kind Jussack boy.

i didn't like this scene and this's been rattling around in my head for a while soo...yeah

my first challenge response

Ever wondered what goes on in Cadvan's mind? The Gift/The Naming from Cadvan's POV. A work in progress.

A Hem/Zelika fic. Hem muses upon the wonderful things that have occurred in his life, but with that nagging feeling that something is amiss.

Arkan reflects after Maerad leaves. Very old, originally published long ago in Misc. Just putting this in the proper home.

An inspirational poem.

What if Midsummer night in Thorold had gone differently for Maerad and Cadvan?