Emery Ashford had a smart mouth. She was known for it. As an outgoing teenager Emery was always hanging out with friends and with a lack of filter she always said what was on her mind. Especially if it had to do with that irritative jock. She hated him with every fiber in her body. She hated his charming nature, his arrogance, his lack of care, and the way he got on her nerves. But the thing she hated most, although she'd never admit it, is that she would stick up for him. Not like he ever needed it. She wanted nothing more than to get away from him. But it's completely impossible. He lived right across the street. Everything about senior year had been going smoothly until, Bang. Jackson Riley had a pretty mouth. Pretty face too. As the school's football captain he's always been the talk. For years he's been entertained by the smartass that is Emery Ashford. She was a pain in his ass, but he knew he'd be bored without her. When he ends up giving Emery another concussion, he's determined to make the last two months of her senior year hell. That's if he hasn't been doing that already. There's only one thing in his way. Concussion or not Emery isn't going down without a fight. It seems the more she doesn't want him around, the more he happens to be. She thinks her life is spiraling into the ground...but maybe she has it all wrong. With an offer she can't refuse and a heat of the moment bet, it's time for the both of them to realize that there's a thin line between love and hate. And with an injury like this, that line is surely to blur. #1 in annoying [12/30/22] #1 in brothersbestfriend [1/6/23] #1 in hate [1/15/23] #1 in teens [1/28/23] #1 in tension [3/18/23] #1 in summer [5/8/23] #1 in player [5/13/23] Started [Oct 2022] Finished [May 2023]

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?

GWYNRIEL Azriel/Gwyn Set after ACOSF A friendship begins to blossom between the priestess Gwyneth Berdara and the shadowsinger Azriel. But could it become something more? And what will stand in their way? When Cassian and Azriel are sent to travel into Illyria to combat the unrest, the Valkyries are sent with them in an attempt to try and rally the female Illyrians. Gwyn and Azriel must combat their demons together from within the Illyrian camps. *Trigger warning: Deals with mental health and mentions of sexual assault.

**Inspired by OUTLANDER - Daily releases starting 4/09 -- 480+ pages complete** Following the events of ACOSF, the Valkyrie must answer for their victory in the Blood Rite and face trial before the Illyrian Tribunal in Windhaven. Corporal punishment is certain, but there is one way around it for Gwyneth Berdara: Marriage. "As Gwyneth Berdara's husband, I invoke the right to accept whatever punishment is determined on her behalf." Slowly, the three Magistrates' heads swiveled to Gwyn. The priestess swallowed hard. "Miss Berdara," Crispin said, "You can confirm that you are the wife of Spymaster Azriel?" She did not hesitate. "Yes." Celio's brows furrowed, while Crispin exhaled heavily. "Thank you, for confirming, Miss Berdara," Fabius said, his voice slick with mock amiability. "Please note that we reserve the right to call your union into question if we find justification." He shifted his attention to Azriel. "Sustained, Spymaster Azriel." A special thanks to Avery (@freckles_and_fiction on tiktok), Sarah (@rosebudmode on tiktok) and Taylor (@taylorsbooktoks on tiktok) for beta-ing this fic.

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*

"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.

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