ACOTAR
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On Thin Ice: Azriel x OC by azriels_bitch
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This is set after ACOWAR. Nova was born into a High Fae family, in the Winter Court. She was quiet and kept to herself, mostly because of her abusive father and brother. She worked as a spy under Kallias, High Lord of the Winter Court. Everything was going well until the end of Amarantha's reign. When her brother blamed her for their parents deaths, Nova was locked up. After years of torture, she had given up. With one last chance to save herself, she took the leap of faith that changed her life forever. {Azriel x OC}
Dance of Shadows / Azriel x Oc by iluvmdilfs
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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
A Court of Gold and Shadows by CressidaGrey
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Azriel had spent centuries believing that he of all people didn't deserve a mate. And if anything, the last three years had just galvinised that particular belief. And then he meets her. The first time Oriana met Azriel, she thought that he reminded her of a skittish cat. Shy and a little bit broken. Good for him that she absolutely excelled in fixing the things around her.
|| Hidden From Light || Azriel x Reader || by ThatCrzyB1ond3
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Two hundred years that is how long it has been since I was ripped from my bed in the middle of the night and imprisoned beneath water and stone, wiped from the mind of all that dwell in Prythian, removed from the face of the earth. The only thing keeping me going is the wish to feel the sun dance on my skin, to bathe in the moonlight, feel the rushing waters of the Sidra, dance in the bars of the city of starlight. And why I was trapped beneath a river located in the Illyrian mountains? because My dear Brother High Lord of Night seemed to think that I was a danger to myself... After Two hundred years Rhysand has returned after leaving me for dead ordering my reappearance, not that I chose to leave to begin with. Also demanding that I be under the supervision and guard of his most trusted spy Azriel Shadowsinger. And now I want to know how this ends. ------------------------------------------------------ TW: Self H@rm Death Violence Swearing Smut (TBD) Phobias Heart Break Etc ------------------------ Xoxo
afflicted by shadowdaddyazriel
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She woke up in Azriel's torture chamber with no memory of who she is or how she ended up there. He tells her she's there because she deserves to be there. Who do we become when we lose ourselves? (Throne of glass mentions and tie-ins)
Eternal: Azriel by emwritesbookstories
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Eternal: (adj.) Lasting or existing forever; without end or beginning Athanasia never complained about her situation. She never felt like she had the right to. A random event leads her to befriend a small boy. A boy that she believed she would never see again. His situation was heartbreaking, she knew that there are others that are more unfortunate just like him. However, this one encounter changes everything she expected of herself, gave her freedom when the world only wants to swallow her up. --- "Why are you doing this? Why are you befriending me? Though we met five hundred years ago, why do you still bring me into your life? So much can happen in that many years but instead of staying with your friends or finding other things to do, you're with me. Why?" I ask again. Though I don't like being so forward, I can't help it. I'm scared to hurt him. He shifts his gaze to me. His hazel eyes gleam into my blue ones as if he knows something that I don't. "You're right. I had five hundred years, five hundred years to stay with my friends and five hundred years to find other hobbies." He pauses, taking in breath. "But I had five hundred years without you, we only had two weeks together. And those two weeks were the best I've ever had. That's why I want to continue them-with you, Athy." --- Disclaimer: All ACOTAR characters and plot belong to Sarah J. Maas. My characters and scenes are my own work.