Tessa has many secrets, not least of which is the fact that a) she's a shadowsinger and b) she's been dishing out unsanctioned retribution to deserving males in Illyria, in the form of permanent disfigurement. Hey, they want to cut a female's wings off? Fair's fair, after all. All of her secrets are at risk of unravelling however, when Nyx fucking Archeron walks into her workshop, requesting she craft new siphons for his baby cousin. Honestly, there's nothing Tessa would like to do less, but she can't seem to resist his charming smile and soon enough she finds herself swept up into his crazy, overwhelming family, desperately trying to keep all of her secrets and keep from falling in love at the same time. "Did you not see what happened to the last male who stood in my way?" She said lowly, pasting a saccharine smile on her face. "Don't make me put you on your knees." He shifted impossibly closer, so close she could breathe in his scent of pine and sea mist. His lips brushed her ear as he bent down to reply, "Darling, I would love to get on my knees for you."

An Azriel Fanfiction. (Azriel × OC) Daggerheart should have always remained in the dark - the shadow you see out of the corner of your eye - gone before you know if it was a human, an animal or a monster. She was that whisper you hear in the dead of the night that makes you go rigid and hide in the dark. When the war with Hybern ended and fae decided to infest the human realm with spies and messengers, the underworld was in an uproar. They needed to send a message - Even with the Mortal Queens gone, the humans were not left untamed and unsupervised. They had an overseer - An uncrowned Queen. And she would not allow her lands to be once again controlled by fae lords who had tortured and brutalized their people just five hundred years ago. Her message was clear - Leave or pay with your lives.

With the war against Hybern over, Prythian is finally able to breathe. That is, until four women are brought into a dream where they discover that they are more closely connected to the Cauldron than they once thought, and are now in grave danger. Things have awoken from deep beneath the earth. The power of the Cauldron broke the spells holding them back, and they are now on the hunt for it. They will stop at nothing until they have it. Monsters from another time, beings with enough power to reshape the world, and all they need is the Cauldron. Niana searches for those that share her connection, leading her to the Night Court. What she didn't plan for, though, was to be thrown into a past she desperately wished to forget. Secrets are forcibly brought to the light, and unknown feelings spark between herself and the one person she can't stand. ✩ ✩ ✩ "Take off your glamor," he said against my lips, voice rough. "I want to see it all," he whispered. I held a breath. "I'm afraid you'll hate what I am." "I could never hate you." ✩ ✩ ✩ Azriel x OC published on both Wattpad and AO3

♫︎ Sᴄᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 'ᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. I'ᴍ sᴏ ɢᴏᴏᴅ ᴀᴛ ᴛᴇʟʟɪɴɢ ʟɪᴇs. Tʜᴀᴛ ᴄᴀᴍᴇ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ's sɪᴅᴇ. Tᴏʟᴅ ᴀ ᴍɪʟʟɪᴏɴ ᴛᴏ sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ. Sᴄᴀᴛᴛᴇʀᴇᴅ 'ᴄʀᴏss ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. Gᴏᴅ, ɪ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ's ᴇʏᴇs. Bᴜᴛ ᴍʏ sɪsᴛᴇʀ's ᴡʜᴇɴ ɪ ᴄʀʏ. I ᴄᴀɴ ʀᴜɴ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪ ᴄᴀɴ'ᴛ ʜɪᴅᴇ. Fʀᴏᴍ ᴍʏ ғᴀᴍɪʟʏ ʟɪɴᴇ. ♫︎ ᵇʸ Cᴏɴᴀɴ Gʀᴀʏ [Acotar/Azriel FF] Aᴄᴏᴛᴀʀ - finished Aᴄᴏᴍᴀғ - finished Aᴄᴏᴡᴀʀ - in process Aᴄᴏsғ - ? I would want to say that part of this story is a REWRITE. before, it was in my native language, now it's in english. nearly everything is changed because I didn't like the previous story and already had the cast/aesthetic finished so I took it down and decided to write a new storyline. 10/10/24 1# in shadows 28 /7/25 1# in mortal 28/7/25 1# in oc

Azriel is plagued with dreams of a girl who was gone before he even had a chance to know her. With the help of the mysterious fourth Archeron sister Lyla, the Inner Circle must not only battle the threat of Keoschi but forces not of this world. This story takes place after A Court of Silver Flames. I do not own any characters from acotar, they belong to s.j.m and her only.

Azriel found himself in the middle of Velaris. A normal scene, just a shadowsinger doing his duties and basking in the sun. What he didn't expect was the little boy that ran up to him and began playing with his shadows like they were toys. And he certainly didn't expect the woman that came running out after him.

𝐑𝐞𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐧 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧 : ̗̀➛ In 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 the younger twin of Feyre Archeron has to fight through the thorns of roses just to survive. 〔Azriel x oc〕 ╰┈˚ · ° . slowburn! ˏˋ°•*First book in the *•° ˊˎ 𝐑𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 series ----------------------

𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐇'𝐒 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖 | ❝ Crows hold complex symbolic meaning across cultures, often representing transformation, change, and destiny. As intelligent, social birds, they feature heavily in global mythology and folklore. But black crows can also symbolize prophecy, transformation, change, and freedom. ❞ ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Light is easy to love. Show me your darkness. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── I will and would love you in any shape, in any world, with any past. Never doubt that. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 a story is told about a unique female. A female who is very close with Death. She was Death's successful creation.... she was Death's Crow. With such change she had to learn to accept all of herself, with all her new abilities and attributes. But as she does, she finds that she is now powerful. Leading her to soon try and help fae with her newfound magic. Which she does while staying in the dark. But she soon finds herself being found out by not one but three. By three males who just so happen to be her soulmates. She soon embarks on a journey where she finds family, friends, and love. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── And she will be the light your darkness has longed for. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── Kiss me under the light of a thousand stars. ─── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ── ───𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐎𝐌𝐒─── 𝐏𝐫𝐞 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑 - 𝐏𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐑 ↝★★↜ 𝙍𝙝𝙮𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙭 𝘾𝙖𝙨𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝙭 𝙁𝙚𝙢!𝙊𝙘 𝙭 𝘼𝙯𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙡 ↝★★↜

Lorelai was held prisoner for many years by Beron and his son, Eris. Taken at the mere age of thirteen, she spent five, long years of her life being tortured and beaten for the amusement of Fae. Fortunately, a kind soul lived in the castle. Lorelai was trained in secret how to survive, ultimately becoming a weapon. Soon, Beron took notice of Lorelai's new-found skill set. Although she was human, she could beat nearly anyone in a fight. Needless to say, she became one of the best assassin the courts have seen in centuries. She was sent on missions to spy and assassinate wherever or whoever Beron see fit. Lorelai never questioned him, just did what she was told. Through her years of torture, beatings, and killings, Lorelai became cold, heartless even. Lorelai was to marry Eris on her eighteenth birthday. Lorelai wasn't naive. She knew her purpose as a human and Eris's was purely for his pleasure. The though made her sick, giving her life away to be a slave to Eris, who was no doubt crueler than his father. On the night of her wedding, Lorelai decided that she would attempt to escape or die trying, either one was better than her fate. On the final stretch to her freedom, she collided with something that would change her life. Or should I say, someone? {Azriel x OC} {takes place during A Court of Mist and Fury}

"Before the sun sets on the winter solstice you must find this Illyrian, carve out his very essence Under the Mountain where it all began." ---- Althea was the daughter of the Tamlin, High Lord of the Spring Court, famed for his bitterness. She had spent her life training and trying to prove herself, that she could rise to be the first High Lady in the history of their home and finally destroy the ancient patriarchy of her Court for good. But that was not her only challenge now. Not since her father was infected by a mysterious new sickness in Prythian, a seemingly incurable curse that weakened him day by day. But after catching a Suriel she didn't expect to find that the path to save the only family she had left lied in that dreaded place of nightmares - the Night Court. A place in which she would now have to become an assassin in order to get the cure. To slay a warrior for his blood, one trained by the strongest Illyrians in existence. To kill an heir, to kill Nyx, son of her father's greatest enemies. The choice for who lives and dies lies in Thea's hands and the balance of the futures of two courts of Prythian. She will be forced to challenge her morals, embark on a dangerous journey and may even end up questioning all she had ever been taught by her own father about the Night Court and the people in it ... But between spring and night, her only family and an Illyrian - the choice should surely to be easy. Surely --- This is a fanfiction based years after the events of the A Court of Thorns and Roses series by Sarah J Maas ❖ Cover graphic by -DeelsDead- ❖