{ACOTAR AU - BOOK 1} "The Daughter of Dawn and the Spymaster of the Night Court locked eyes... and the mating bond snapped into place." After suffering decades of torture during the reign of Amarantha, Auriella, daughter of Thesan and Zephyr, tries her best to recover from the trauma and damage that has been done to her physically, emotionally, and mentally. Before Under the Mountain, Auriella was a light that glowed in the deepest darkness but not anymore. As much as she tries to go back to the person she once was, she cannot. Auriella is stuck in a pit of nightmares and pain that she fears she will never overcome. But as her trauma worsens and unexpected things happen, it is up to the Daughter of Dawn to find answers in the Night Court, where she will receive help from the Inner Circle. But as Auriella spends more time around her mate, Azriel, things become more complicated and could possibly become more than she ever believed. {All ACOTAR characters belong to Sarah J. Maas} Best Ranking: - #1 in ACOTAR - #1 in Azriel

𝙸'𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚎 𝚖𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚜. "ɪ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ᴍʏ ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ɪ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀʏ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴋɴᴇᴡ ʏᴏᴜ. ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ, ꜱᴏᴍʙʀᴀ." "ʏᴏᴜ ꜱᴀᴠᴇᴅ ᴍᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʙᴏʀɴ, ᴀᴢʀɪᴇʟ." Two souls, not so different, find themselves entranced by the one that shares their darkness. The one that can calm their shadows, literally. The ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱɪɴɢᴇʀ and the ᴘʀᴏᴄᴛᴇᴄᴛᴏʀ, what a deadly couple. Sombra is tired of people seeking her for her power. All she wants is someone to love. The voice in her head, as well as the shadowed man, tell her they'll meet soon, but her shadows are restless. So many people to protect, so much to lose, will she get through the War? The worst war is the one inside her mind and heart. Azriel has a troubled past. But the woman he has known since he first arrived at the Illyrian camp had caught his attention, or rather, caught his shadows. Nobody had done that before. When at a certain age he gets memories which he thinks can't be his, everything changes. 𝐊𝐈𝐍 𝐂𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐊𝐈𝐍, 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐒. Azriel x OC

ACOTAR fanfic that takes place after A Court of Wings and Ruin. Any novellas that take place after ACOWAR are not canon in my fanfic. DON'T NEED TO READ SERIES IN ORDER TO READ THIS BUT WILL HELP GREATLY IN UNDERSTANDING SOME SETTINGS, REFERENCES AND CHARACTER DEVELOPMENTS .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. After the raging war with Hybern, Feyre takes on her High Lady duties along with Rhysand and the Inner Circle as they repair cracks in their own lives as well as the world with the Wall now gone. Maneuvering between emotions and challenges both in and out of the Night Court, a beautiful and powerful new stranger waltzs into the Inner Circle's lives. With her almost endless magic that is something otherworldly, Nyssa offers hope of dealing with the threat of a takeover from the distant shores of Vallahan, Rask, and Montesere. But when the forces against Prythian are led by Nyssa's sister who holds the key to destroying Nyssa, the Courts of Prythian, tired of war, align with Nyssa to protect their land before it is destroyed by the same beliefs that tried to destroy it over 500 years before. Along the way, the Inner Circle unravels Nyssa's story to reveal who she is and why her power is nothing like ever before. If the Night Court doesn't discover a way to recover the item that can save Nyssa from being destroyed by her sister, the city of Velaris and possibly all of Prythian might fall with the stars. .・。.・゜✭・.・✫・゜・。. *** ALL CHARACTERS, SETTINGS, PLOT LINES, & EVENTS BELONG TO SARAH J. MAAS*** Copyright lunar-loves 2020 Cover by the amazing @allamason

❛in which they grow to love and learn❜ Briar Desilva hated. She hated the Cursebreaker and the High Lord of Spring. She hated her mind and she hated her body. She hated the memories that danced beyond her reach and the past that was and always has been a mystery. Most of all, she hated herself. Azriel hated, too. He hated all he could not have and all that he had. He hated his hands and he hated his shadows. He hated fire. He hated his past and his present and his future and the love that surrounded him but always evaded ever gracing his heart. Most of all, he hated himself. Vengeance? It was all they really knew. Perhaps they could learn more.

"I see you. I see it all and I am not afraid." ✯　　•°　°✵　.　*　✦　☆ "I am addicted to you. To your eyes, your smile, your lips, your laugh. There is not one part of you, inside or out, that I do not love and adore. Not one part that isn't always on my mind. You have captured me and I find myself not ever wanting to escape. You are everything I could ever want, everything I could ever dream of needing. I have been lost all of my life, Lyra. Searching, wandering. But by you, I am completed. With you, I am finally home." 　 The High Lord of The Night Court x Original Character Highest Rankings: #1 in rhys #2 in acotar *Currently covers events in acotar through acowar (will continue at least through acofas) *Mature Content - reader discretion advised - *Trigger Warnings - torture- forced drug use - gore - mentions of rape - forced public nudity - panic attacks - trauma - mentions of suicide / suicidal thoughts

Brinna, an Illyrian half-breed, has given every piece of herself away until there is nothing but hatred in her veins. She hates Illyrian males more than anything. Azriel believes he's caught a traitor amongst the ranks, a female who ran from her camp and betrayed her legion. Sensing the deep, unending bond between them, Azriel feels hope. Instead he finds walls of steal and ice cold rage in a mate determined to hate him. _ "What did they do to you?" His voice was soft, pleading as he furrowed his brow and searched and pulled on that tether that seemed to be bound to nothing but solid steel and adamant now. "What they've done to me is no concern of yours, shadowsinger," she spat the word like a curse. _ Slowburn, enemies to lovers, Azriel/OC (trigger warnings in later chapters)

"You make my world just a little bit more full of light." "That's a little bit ironic don't you think?" "Well, flowers need light to grow so no, not really." Being the youngest and only daughter of the High Lord of the Spring is always weird. Especially when you are fully aware of the fact that your older brother Tamlin didn't want the title once your father was dead. Amara didn't have much in ways of comforts and time away from her brother but Rhysand had always been more than happy to take her away and to Velaris, as long as she swore that she would never tell Tamlin, her older brother. That was where she had been when the Blight hit.

[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