Completed. AzrielxFemale OC - Slow Burn, Fluff, Smut, Soft Az. Lots of Action/Story/Other character involvement. "Coming back is like swimming up to the surface. If you almost drowned already, it takes a while to feel safe taking a breath." The Shadowsinger gets distracted on a raid by a gentle natured female that appears out of place in the camp he's just taken over. He gets his job done, but takes critical moments to pull her aside and offer her refuge in his home city of Velaris. The risk of their conversation costs him, and the next few months are spent overcoming the repercussions, both physical and emotional. Dark magic swirls in Prythian, calling on spells more ancient than the High Lords and Ladies have seen in centuries and wreaking havoc on those who are too young to even recognize the source. A war is brewing and a quiet battle is already raging for the loyalty of the only healer in Prythian possessing the skills to identify and fight back against the sorcery. How will young and old, light and dark, pain and forgiveness, come together to save the land, and each other? Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or places referenced here. All belong to Sarah J. Maas.

Five hundred years ago, Rhysand lost his mother and sister to the cruelty of the Spring Court. With a heavy heart, he's moved on to other things, which brings him to his current concern: his mate currently occupying the Spring Court. Although Feyre's orders to the Court of Dreams is to stand down, the Inner Circle has its own opinions. Amren is the loudest voice. Eralyn has been living somewhat peacefully in Terrasen, although she is burdened by her past and the family she has left behind. She's determined to make do with this new freedom away from Maeve's clutches and in the arms of Aelin. However, her plans go bust when Amren shows up, demanding she pays her debt to the family she's left behind. As the war with Hybern looms near, along with the war in her heart, Eralyn has to decide between what is right and what is wrong, while also remembering not everything is so black and white. - This fanfiction is set immediately after ACOMAF and after Kingdom of Ash. There are spoilers, so proceed with caution.

LUCIENNA VANSERRA WAS THE YOUNGEST CHILD OF THE AUTUMN COURT HIGH LORD. She was born sickly, despised by her mother, her brothers filling the hole she left. Her path crosses with a night court spymaster once she is grown. Lucienna Vanserra was prepared to face the consequences once their mating bond snapped in place. Azriel x OC Female || All Rights Reserved ||

𝚛𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚊𝚗𝚍'𝚜 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚊𝚣𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚕 ͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 𝙱𝚎𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚜 𝚗𝚒𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚊𝚝𝚋𝚘𝚢𝚜 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚍, 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚁𝚑𝚢𝚜'𝚜 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛. 𝚜𝚕𝚘𝚠 𝚋𝚞𝚛𝚗. 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙𝚜, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚊𝚣𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚕 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎, 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚛𝚢. ‧͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 𝚌𝚠: 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, sa, 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚐𝚗𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚢, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝 ͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙ 𝙳𝚒𝚜𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚛: 𝙰𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚂𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚑 𝙹 𝙼𝚊𝚊𝚜 ͙⁺˚*･༓☾　　☽༓･*˚⁺‧͙

Alexis Quinlan was falling between worlds-falling through worlds-until she landed with Bryce someplace that was definitely not Hel. And now there was a male before her, the most beautiful male she had ever seen and something other than fear sparked in her heart. [𝚂𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝙷𝙾𝙵𝙰𝚂]

A girl wakes up in a world she has only read about. Together with the people living in this world, she believes a whole lot of adventures!

An Azriel Fanfiction. (Azriel × OC) Daggerheart should have always remained in the dark - the shadow you see out of the corner of your eye - gone before you know if it was a human, an animal or a monster. She was that whisper you hear in the dead of the night that makes you go rigid and hide in the dark. When the war with Hybern ended and fae decided to infest the human realm with spies and messengers, the underworld was in an uproar. They needed to send a message - Even with the Mortal Queens gone, the humans were not left untamed and unsupervised. They had an overseer - An uncrowned Queen. And she would not allow her lands to be once again controlled by fae lords who had tortured and brutalized their people just five hundred years ago. Her message was clear - Leave or pay with your lives.

𝐀𝐙𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐋 / pronounced 𝘢𝘺-𝘻𝘳𝘪-𝘢𝘭 / meaning 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘨𝘰𝘥 The legend read that a sacrifice of a mortal being with beauty and skill could end the famine which had struck her town. Thrown into the woods by her own people, she helplessly began to anticipate her incoming death. That was, until he appeared. And he wasn't interested in her death either. DISCLAIMER: this is NOT an ACOTAR fanfic. All characters remain separate and my own.

Rena is set on reuniting with her brother. But after two centuries, her brother has friends and families-and as the High Lord of the Night Court, responsibilities. She's worried how her brother, Rhysand, and his best friends, aka, her best friends would react to her being 'dead' for almost two centuries. But her journey has not been easy, and she is determined to show them the truth.