Com Prythian vivendo a beira de mais uma guerra, as Cortes se preparavam para o que poderia acontecer agora que Briallyn estava morta e Koshei acumulava força e poder. Em llyria uma movimentação causada pelas Valquírias faz com que os acampamentos sejam bem mais vigiados, fazendo com que percebam que algo muito estranho está acontecendo nas Montanhas Illyrianas. Gwyneth agora tentava lidar com o seu trauma e com o novo cargo que havia recebido na Corte Noturna, enquanto Azriel lutava para fazer as pazes com seu passado e descobrir mais sobre a origem dos seus poderes. No caminho e em meio ao caos, duas almas se encontram e se ajudam, decididas a não se perderem novamente nunca mais. ☆★ • ☆★ • ☆★ • ☆★ • ☆★ • ☆★ Iniciada em: fevereiro/2022 Finalizada: -- (azriel x gwyn) • História de minha autoria. Plágio é crime! • Os personagens pertencem á autora.

550 pages complete - daily updates coming 7/18 The insinuation didn't make her mad. It didn't comfort her. But it did strike a chord. "My instincts are the only reason I'm alive. They're why those children in Sangravah survived." Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. "Then perhaps you should listen to them." He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. "I told you I would wait. I meant it." His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn't reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him. "Shall we?" said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house. And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words. *cover by lowkeystruggling*

Três irmãs e três irmãos, tudo se encaixava perfeitamente. A única coisa que não estava certa era o caldeirão ter presenteado dois dos irmãos com duas irmãs e a terceira ser dado a outro. Mas o caldeirão não erra, e nem a mãe, o caldeiro mistura as coisas de um jeito interessante, fazendo tudo tomar seu eixo. Um novo inimigo se ergue, e uma nova guerra prospera. E o coração e a razão vão estar bem no meio do dois. Será que a mãe fez a escolha certa. Será que o caldeirão se mexeu do devido jeito? Só lendo essa história para saber. E que a mãe nos proteja nessa guerra que esta por vim. Uma fanfic baseada nas series de livros da Sara J. Maas, A corte de espinhos e rosa. Venha embarca nessa aventura de amor e ódio. Fanart da capa:@darkbeatiufsartginahilton

Gwyn e Azriel são duas almas feridas e incapazes de enxergar o valor de suas vidas. A partir de uma jornada de cura e amizade, eles irão encontrar um no outro o necessário para vencer os traumas do passado. Gwyn enfrenta os seus traumas pessoais e as feridas deixadas pelo Rito de Sangue, Azriel luta para evitar a si mesmo, mas um encontro inesperado mostrará que a coragem e o amor pode ser encontrada nos pequenos recomeços.

O Halloween chegando e o círculo íntimo quer comemorar, mesmo que sejam induzindos a isso um pouquinho antes do previsto... Recordações, fantasias, jogos, casa mal assombrada, festa e doces e travessuras!! Que comece o Halloweenn!

This is the story of a girl who had lost all hope, but who had learned to grow. A beautiful priestess who was known as Gwyneth, who had invisible scars and mental bonds choking her down-drowning her in the dark depths of her own mind. This is the story of a High Fae nymph with honey-amber hair, freckled face, and large teal eyes. This is her untold story of loving herself again, trusting others, making unbreakable friendships, and accepting the beautifully scarred outstretched hand. She was nothing, but now she is a warrior. She will be respected, she will be feared. All Rights to Sarah J. Maas. This story does have quotes and storyline from A Court of Silver Flames alongside my own writing and ideas.

This is for Gwynriel shippers. The story takes place the day after the chapter in Az's POV. This is a slow burn. I will be trying to stay as head canon as possible. Hope you like it.

Sent on a quest to find the final piece of the Dread Trove, Azriel and Gwyn find themselves in the Mortal Lands. Far away from Prythian, a land of magic and beauty, a magic of its own grows between them. Facing long forgotten enemies and painful new betrayals, can their new found love survive?

Spoilers for ACOSF, do not read this unless you have finished ACOSF AND the Azriel pov chapter * * * * * Training without Nesta and Cassian should have been fine, if it weren't for Gwyn, if it weren't for how he could never approach her. Some nights he needs an escape, but never expected her to hear his song in the shadows, for her to sing to the shadows herself. Set a few moths after the end of ACOSF Cover features art by @inkfae on instagram

The Little Mermaid re-telling of Az and Gwyn. All character belong to Sarah J Maas. Fan art on the cover belongs to @izziesdrawings on Instagram - https://www.instagram.com/izziesdrawings/