.⋆❅⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❆₊⋆. 𝒂𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍 𝓍 𝒇𝒆𝒎!𝒐𝒄 𝓍 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏 .⋆❆⁺⋆✴︎.⋆⁺.❅₊⋆. ⤷ 𝘦𝘹𝘵𝘳𝘢 𝘴𝘭𝘰𝘸 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘶𝘭𝘵𝘪 𝘱𝘰𝘷 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘮𝘢𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘵 ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ ‎ 𝘈𝘊𝘖𝘔𝘈𝘍 𝘰𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘥 Born in the shadow of Amarantha's brutal reign, 𝑵𝒆𝒑𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒆 has been sheltered in her temple since infancy. Her life has been one of ritual, restraint, and restless longing for answers she knows she'll never have. Until Hybern. Mere months after Amarantha's fall, soldiers descend on Cesere and the High Lord of the Night Court finds Nephele bleeding and burnt beneath the worst of Hybern's males. Rhysand offers her refuge in the House of Wind, a sanctuary carved into the mountainside beneath a starlit sky that watches over the dreamlike city of Velaris. Yet grief leaves Neph hollow, and nightmares of blood-stained snow and a tether to something unknown stalk her sleep in the library at the heart of the House. Something stirs in her blood. A power she never knew . . . another truth she was never told. A bloodline buried beneath a life built on lies. Night's spymaster, 𝑨𝒛𝒓𝒊𝒆𝒍, is just as drawn to her as his shadows are. Night's general, 𝑪𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒂𝒏, is haunted by a familiarity he cannot make sense of. Nephele is desperate to uncover what was taken from her as war builds on the horizon. Every truth unraveled makes the world tremble beneath her feet. She never could've predicted what life beyond temple walls had waiting for her . . . And she certainly never expected that it would be two Illyrian warriors who would finally awaken the 𝒘𝒊𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒓 within her heart.

Maeve loves her job as a librarian. She is so focused on work now, more than she have ever been. She lost her mother about a year ago. Her mother who was her only family. She has been living with her grief ever since. Maeve has a hard time moving on with her life. Until one day. Cassian, the lord of bloodshed appears under mysterious circumstances in her world. Her calm world in the library is suddenly turned upside down when he desperately needs her help. How can a simple librarian help the great Cassian, the lord of bloodshed? Cassian has been waiting for 25 years for Rhys to come back home from under the mountain. But nothing. Now he has been locked inside Velaris and he has tried everything here. He needs to do something. He needs to help him. He is tired of waiting and waiting. With help from his friends they discover something that can help. Something from a different realm. He needs to find this realm and artefact, maybe someone on the other side could help him too?

"𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐔𝐏," 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐀𝐈𝐃; 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐍𝐒 𝐁𝐋𝐀𝐙𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐂𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐌𝐘𝐑𝐈𝐀𝐃𝐒 𝐎𝐅 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐒. 𝙄𝙉 𝙒𝙃𝙄𝘾𝙃 the youngest archeron was born with her soul bathed in starlight. 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 𝘳𝘩𝘺𝘴𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘹 𝘰𝘤 𝘹 𝘢𝘻𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘭 𝐁𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐍𝐄 of 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 series

♫︎ Sᴄᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 'ᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. I'ᴍ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴇs. Tʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ's sɪᴅᴇ. Tᴏʟᴅ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ. Sᴄᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 'ᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. Gᴏᴅ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ's ᴇʏᴇs. Bᴜᴛ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀ's ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴄʀʏ. I ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇ. Fʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. ♫︎ ᵇʸ Cᴏɴᴀɴ Gʀᴀʏ [Acotar/Azriel FF] Aᴄᴏᴛᴀʀ - finished Aᴄᴏᴍᴀғ - finished Aᴄᴏᴡᴀʀ - in process Aᴄᴏsғ - ? I would want to say that part of this story is a REWRITE. before, it was in my native language, now it's in english. nearly everything is changed because I didn't like the previous story and already had the cast/aesthetic finished so I took it down and decided to write a new storyline. 10/10/24 1# in shadows 28 /7/25 1# in mortal 28/7/25 1# in oc

For many years, Evren Bastile has been a notorious Human assassin, known for killing High Fae. She has been honing her skills for one High Fae in particular. The High Lord who murdered her parents. Beron Vanserra, High Lord of the Autumn Court. When the opportunity arises, Evren crosses into the Courts of the Fae and makes her way to the Autumn Court, intent on taking revenge. However, she does not find the male she was looking for. Instead, she finds Eris Vanserra, son of Beron and High Lord of Autumn. Eris presents her with a choice that offers her both revenge and compensation. Should she choose to accept it, she may find herself in a world far more beautiful and ugly than she could ever have imagined. Disclaimer: I do not own the ACOTAR series or the characters and places therein. I take credit only for this story and my original characters. This story takes place three years after A Court of Silver Flames. Most of the artwork used in this story was found on Pinterest. Warning: This book, while being a work of fiction, still deals with real elements. There will be chapters dealing with rape, self-harm, abuse, depression, gore, PTSD, and other topics which some might find triggering. Completed July 10, 2021 My ACOTAR FanFiction Series Order: 1) A Court of Flames and Shadows 2) A Court of War and Sacrifice 3) A Court of Hearts and Stone 4) A Court of Wings and Fate 5) A Court of Ash and Necromancy 6) A Court of Snow and Storms 7) A Court of Stars and Memories Extra: Beyond the Books *UNSOLICITED CRITICS MAY BE MUTED* see bio

[COMPLETED] A hundred years had passed since the war against Hybern. Life was back to normal until a fae child fell from the sky and claimed to be from another world. No one in the Night Court understood how the gate between worlds could have opened, but Azriel had an idea. It was something big. Chaotic. Dangerous. He could feel it in his bones, like thousands of strings connecting to one thing. Hear it in the whispers that traveled from the east. The shadows that sang horrendous cries of something evil shattering. And then a gate between worlds had opened. It had to be linked together. The strings all tied back to one person. His mate. A Court of Thorns and Roses fanfic with mentions of the Throne of Glass world. May contain sensitive content. The art of Azriel on the cover belongs to: Merwild

Vel, an Oracle older than Prythian itself, visits the Autumn Court at the request of its High Lord. While there she gets swept up in the court's political scheming, with Eris trying to win her favor using any means necessary. But all is not what it seems and her visit is cut short by a bloody betrayal. Now, alone and afraid she must escape Autumn and get back home. - Perhaps she'd misjudged him and he was actually going to slice her open. Vel decided she wasn't going to stick around to find out. In the blink of an eye, she squeezed her palm between the blade and her neck, scraping most of the skin off in the process, and with her other arm she elbowed Eris in the stomach as hard as she could. The dagger clattered to the floor slick with her blood and Eris released her, stumbling a few feet back. She turned back towards him, palms up. Blood was pouring down her left arm, dripping into her sleeve. He'd already produced another dagger from Mother knew where and was about to throw it at her face. "Wait. Eris. We want the same thing. We could work together if you would just trust me." Eris narrowed his eyes at her. "Trust you? Do you genuinely think I'm simple?" he hissed out the words, trying to keep his voice low. "You want me to trust you when all you've been doing since you got here has been sneaking around and spying on us."

➸ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the princess of Night goes through an unexpected nightmare and lives to tell the tale. （ azriel x fem!oc ） ↳ slowburn! 𝗚𝗵𝗼𝘀𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆 𝗱𝘂𝗲𝘁 - 𝑏𝑜𝑜𝑘 𝑜𝑛𝑒 [pre-acotar - acosf] -› ᴄᴇʟɪᴀᴛᴍ [ started: 4/16/22 ] [ ended: ??? ]

𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 /𝘸ɪ𝘵ʃ/ 𝘯𝘰𝘶𝘯 1. 𝘢 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘨𝘪𝘤 𝘱𝘰𝘸𝘦𝘳𝘴, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘭 𝘰𝘯𝘦𝘴, 𝘱𝘰𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘭𝘺 𝘥𝘦𝘱𝘪𝘤𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘸𝘰𝘮𝘢𝘯 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘢 𝘣𝘭𝘢𝘤𝘬 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘢𝘬 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘧𝘭𝘺𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘰𝘮𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘤𝘬. "ʏᴏᴜ'ʀᴇ ᴀ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ, ᴇꜱᴍᴇ" "ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ᴀᴍ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴍᴀᴛᴇ, ᴀᴢʀɪᴇʟ"