~What if Rhysand's sister had fought back the day that Tamlin's father hunted them down? Fought enough to buy her life?~ Arwen escaped that day, scarred and ruined, but alive. Residing in her brother's city, she hides behind a mask of bliss before the coming of Amarantha. At a stranger's glance, there is little more she could ask for. Expensive dresses line her wardrobes, a home of great expanse, a circle of friends, and most of all, a mate. But pain boils behind that mask, and soon it will spill over. It was only a matter of time. Slow Burn Pre-ACOTAR Top ranking #1 in ACOTAR #2 in RHYSANDS SISTER

He was the darkness. She was the star who lit it up. In which the shadowsinger of the Night Court falls for his High Lord's long lost sister. "He was like a breath of fresh air after being held underwater for eternity." - "She was his punishment for every bad thing he had ever done. For no one could make him bleed the way she did." - Azriel x oc story

Azriel had mastered the shadows a long time ago, bent them to his will and taught them to obey his every command. It all changed one night though, when they began screaming at him. "She's coming," the shadows screamed so loudly it nearly broke Azriel's brain. The only problem was he had no idea who "she" was. - Cover by @courtofsxra

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