For fifty years, Asteria survived. She survived the loss of her brother. She survived the war. She survived becoming the person everyone leaned on. But somewhere between duty and grief, she forgot how to live. She forgot how to fly. Then Azriel arrives at the mountain house half-frozen, wounded, exhausted-and everything begins to change. In the quiet of storms and candlelight, among shadows that adore her and wings she no longer remembers how to use, Asteria begins finding herself again. And somewhere between shadows, storms, and stolen moments, Azriel realizes there was never going to be an escape from her and why his shadows chose her centuries ago. A fantasy romance set in the Night Court. Slow burn. Mutual pining. Healing. Star magic. Wing care. Shadows with opinions. And a love story written softly between the stars. All characters and settings from the A Court of Thorns and Roses series belong to Sarah J. Maas. I only own my original characters, scenes, and plot additions created for this fanfiction. This story is a non-profit work of fanfiction made purely for entertainment purposes. Happy Ending :)

A dark Academia Azriel fic. Ten years after the war, peace has settled over Velaris, but trust runs thin where the Hewn City is concerned. Artemis, a cold and young professor with a haunted past and originally from Hewn City, is chosen to lead a controversial new academic initiative aimed at bridging the divide between the two cities. Her arrival draws scrutiny not least from Azriel, the Night Court's spymaster, assigned to watch her every move. Can the Shadowsinger trust this new Celestial Magic Professor? Old griviences and a love forbidden by both sides, there is a lesson for everyone.

My name is Silene, and I am Rhysand's little sister. For 500 years, I have buried and stuffed my feelings down into the depths of my soul. For 500 years, I have smiled and nodded while my heart cracked into a thousand tiny pieces. Why? For 500 years, I watched as my mate fell in love with another woman. When he fell out of love with her, I thought I had a chance. Until Feyre became High Lady. Until her sisters came to live in Velaris. Until Elain Archeron.

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚕𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞, 𝙸 𝚍𝚘𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚗𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚘𝚏 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚕𝚜𝚎 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝙸 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 IN WHICH Feyre and Rhysand decide to hire a babysitter for Nyx, not knowing the secrets that she has been hiding for decades, meanwhile Azriel can't help but feel attracted toward her kind smile and soft voice. azriel x fem!oc

The daughter of two War survivors. Sapphire, known as Fia, is one of a kind. Her father is an Illyrian and her mother is a Seraphim/High Fae half-breed. Which makes her a "Triple Fae". Or so everyone thinks. Follow Fia as she's reunited with her long time best friend Mor after Amarantha's downfall. Her friends with benefits to lovers story with Azriel. And learning about her past and untapped powers. ♧Set after ACOTAR and during ACOMAF (might continue to ACOSF/HOFAS if it does well) □I only own the characters I've created, everything else goes to the author Sarah J Maas ☆Bit of a slow burn for the first five or so chapters, but it does contain certain smutty scenes - you have been warned. ◇Updated weekly - hopefully. ♡Defintly contains mature content. ☆Please share, comment and vote - this helps me to know who is actually reading and helps me to move forward instead of just abandoning a partly made story. Copyright ©2025 JazIona NO TRANSLATIONS ALOUD

In which a girl faces the ghosts of her past and the people she loves most, at a time where courage, guilt, and redemption intertwine in the shadows of betrayal. OC x Azriel All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas, this is just a fanfiction!

In the shadowed depths of the Hewn City, where cruelty reigns and hope is forbidden, Nyraelle has spent her life in the dark - stealing, surviving, and sparking a rebellion that could shatter the Night Court from within. But revolution comes with a price. And hers arrives in the form of Azriel, the High Lord's shadowsinger, sent to hunt down the very threat she embodies. He doesn't know she's the one he's hunting. She doesn't know how long she can keep lying. Because every stolen touch, every whispered secret, every moment she spends in his arms pulls them closer to a truth that will force an impossible choice: love or loyalty. Freedom or surrender. In a city built on oppression, some truths burn everything they touch. ────────── enemies to lovers • she's the rebel (he's the spy) • forbidden romance • touch her and die • mutual pining • slow burn • so much tension • protective Azriel • soft for her only • a lot of yearning • political intrigue ────────── rankings: #1 acotar (01/2026) #1 sarahjmaas (01/2026) #3 fantasy-adventure (01/2026)

Belladonna knew nothing of her origin, simply that she was created for seduction. Born of simple pleasure, she was raised to bring in coin with her body. She spent years in bed, pleasuring men and finding nothing in return but a place to sleep. One day, she's moved to the brothel in Velaris. She's given a room of luxury, sought after by the patrons of the protected city. Azriel finds himself in the pleasure house, hoping to find pleasure outside of his unrequited love. He finds Belladonna and returns to her night after night. Belladonna begins to learn that there is more outside of what she'd been taught- love, friendship, family. Azriel learns he can be soft, and bring pleasure rather than pain. *All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. My own original characters are Valentina, Cerulea, Belladonna, and the other females within the pleasure houses.

Rhysand's Inner Court are all mated and he feels like the odd man out. Everything changes when he sees her and hears her sing. He is captivated by her, but she doesn't see him. What started as the meeting of two fated souls, is complicated by her past and her present. Can they come together to find happiness or will past wounds break them? Rhysand x original character fic. The High Lord and The Bard is an ACOTAR AU where none of the events in the ACOTAR universe have happened. Only the characters and locations will be the same with some key changes. Disclaimer- All rights belong to Sarah J Maas. Only my MFC belongs to me.

Rhysand, the High Lord of the Night Court. Power and starlight. Made of dreams and devotion. His mate, strong and radiant, the only one who could match him heart for heart. What began with a wish and a bond became something far greater-family. From labour beneath a sky of falling stars to sleepless nights, first words, magical mishaps, and tiny hands clutching his own-they grow, they stumble, they love. He thought he knew what love was. Then he held his daughter. A story of stars and lullabies, of magic and parenthood, of a warrior learning the bravest thing he could be was gentle. He was their sky. They were his stars.