"I see you." *** Born into a nightmare world where love and true happiness always seems to be out of reach, Azriel descends on his never ending path filled with beautiful monsters and unfading scars-forever tortured by the flames that wither away at his soul and consume his entire being. With no one but his chosen family to rely on, the Shadowsinger finds that he is once again left out of the loop when his brothers find their fated loves, leaving him to embark on their journeys to true happiness. But as hope seems dim he comes across a light, withering and small but alive with life sparking in the beauty of it's white flame. And he wants nothing more to keep it to himself as a shared secret between him and his shadows.

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*

Gwyn and Azriel's journey right after the events of ACOSF. Offered a position within the Inner circle, Gwyn is now assigned her first mission, with the infamous, shadow-singer. This is a story that will be written truly from my heart. Gwyn captured me in a way that is indescribable. Her story is worth telling and I will try to write it with full awareness. If you are a reader, and feel that I am not tackling her mental health in the proper manner, please feel free to send me a message. Follow me on tiktok: @loloauthor 107 k words Spotify Playlist: https://open.spotify.com/playlist/57cgAH56i92QCbZNFUe0Gi?si=PvegCjHdSMiTVF0uqVqTsQ

"Everything hurt. Nothing felt...real. It was cold in this dark cell. I had long ago given up screaming for help, or trying to get the door open. The wound in my side would kill me soon. Would anyone come? I didn't know. I didn't care. At least, I didn't care until that door finally opened and a man with wings stepped into my small cell." ****** Adrianna grew up in an Illyrian war camp. Their brutal ways forced her to hide in ways she didn't want to. Then when she was caught teaching herself to fly, she was punished, her wings bound with clamps. Then, her parents presented her with a male that she would marry. He was one of the few considerate Illyrian males in the camp, but when he is suddenly murdered, she is blamed for the heinous crime. Then, she was taken Under the Mountain and forced to fight to the death in a Ring created by the evil Amarantha for the enjoyment of her evil Court. For twenty-two years she remained in a small, dark cell, only leaving to fight or to perform other tasks the evil Fae from Hybern demanded until an Illyrian man came to save her. He was none other than Azriel, the Shadowsinger and the High Lord's Spymaster. Whisked away to the Court of Dreams, her wounds were cared for, her wings... somewhat fixed. Now, she works for High Lord Rhysand as his personal assassin, but when a startling discovery comes around about her past, she must make a decision that could cost her everything. ****I do not own the drawings featured in the cover. All credit goes to the amazing artists****

Azriel finally decides maybe its time to move on from Mor after a new bartender at Rita's catches his eye.

AZRIEL X OC. ACOTAR. Evangeline Longclaw. Intelligent. Beautiful. Deadly. All her life Evangeline has fought against the Illyrian norms to become the first female member of the Illyrian army. Her determination knows no limits and she will do anything to achieve her dream. But when her path crosses with the mysterious and handsome spymaster Azriel, her traumatic past threatens to collide devastatingly with her future.

Kaira Jones worked as an agent in her uncle's business. Thirteen years after her parents' death, she moved in with her uncle who was a notorious arms dealer who worked for the government. Working for him wasn't considered an easy job but she managed just fine. Climbing up the ranks until she was entrusted with all of the secret dealings, the company's greatest asset. Completely happy with her life, she didn't expect to fall through a portal that led her to a mysterious land belonging to creatures who identified themselves as Fae. She definitely didn't expect it to happen right in the middle of her weekly hookup session with her ex. In a new land belonging to creatures a billion times powerful than mankind, Kaira is taken in by the mysterious and drop dead gorgeous High Lord of the Night Court. No cap, he was the most handsome man she'd ever laid her eyes on. Not to mention the fact that the rest of his inner circle were as beautiful as he was. Especially the brooding warrior cloaked in shadows. Azriel. Living in a world with the Fae, adjusting to their different priorities and principles- all Kaira wanted to do was get back home before her uncle suspected that she was a part of an underhand deal that would push him from his position of power. Agreeing to work with Rhysand and his court, she strikes a deal with them. All is well and good until her emotions get the best of her and she finds herself in a battle of wits with none other than the Spymaster of the Night Court. Contains mature content. Read at your own risk ;) ✨#1 Rhys out of 1k+ stories as of February 23rd 2020✨

[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

Azriel's, Rhysand's and Cassian's One-shots, short stories, and simply me simping over my Bat Babies with the bonus of other occasional hot and sexy fictional men that I'd die for. Acotar and Tog trash! Includes mature content!!⚠️⚠️