ACOTAR- Azriel/OC Volume I in the A Court of Secrets Series - Five hundred years ago, the Princess of the Night Court was slaughtered in the Illyrian wilderness. Her wings were torn from her back. Her head was put in a box and thrown down the river for her brother to find. Her story ended the way it was told- through blood and suffering and death. At least, that's what everyone thought. But there are secrets she took to the grave- And one of them is that she's still alive. Now, as war with Hybern looms and the cracks in the Night Court begin to splinter, her return sets off a chain reaction that no one is ready for. Allegiances shift. Truths are questioned. And the story everyone thought they knew begins to unravel- One bloody, burning lie at a time. - Special thanks to @fxckmiup and @crimson_text for their support, encouragement, and editing.

She was born of the sun. He was forged in the shadows. And fate made them mates. Apollonia Alba, true heir to the Dawn Court, never expected to be the second female High Lady in Prythian's history-nor did she expect her mate to be Azriel, the cold, lethal Illyrian spymaster of the Night Court. Their bond is unbreakable, but war is coming, and love is not enough. With Hybern threatening to destroy everything she'd swore to protect, Apollonia must prove she is more than just a ruler by name. Her family and betrothed plot against her, Azriel is called to battle, and every choice she makes could cost her friends-or her mate. In a world where war demands sacrifice, will she put her court first, her friends, or will love become her greatest weakness? Dawn will rise. But at what cost?

⤷ in which her sister suddenly gets taken to prythian, and everything in her life changes. （ acotar - ? ） （ slow burn!azriel × female ） （ status: ongoing ） ©venusflimss

LUCIENNA VANSERRA WAS THE YOUNGEST CHILD OF THE AUTUMN COURT HIGH LORD. She was born sickly, despised by her mother, her brothers filling the hole she left. Her path crosses with a night court spymaster once she is grown. Lucienna Vanserra was prepared to face the consequences once their mating bond snapped in place. Azriel x OC Female || All Rights Reserved ||

as much as it seems, that you own my heart, it's astronomy, we're two worlds apart ✧ ˚ 　· 　　 . (azriel acotar) * i do not take credit for the acotar universe! that all goes to sjm, i'm just putting my own spin on rhysand's sister and her story :)

"Shadows do not forget. Even when we do." For years, Azriel has been the unseen blade of the Night Court. A whisper in the dark, a ghost among shadows. He has hunted liars, traitors, and thieves- but never one who leaves no trace. Never one who knows his magic as intimately as he does. When an ancient artifact vanishes from the Court's most guarded vault, all signs point to a ghost that shouldn't exist. A magic that shouldn't feel familiar. A presence that lingers just beyond his reach, like a half-forgotten dream. But the deeper Azriel hunts, the more the past begins to unravel. Whispers of a name he does not remember. Fragments of a face that never lingers in his mind long enough to be caught. And a truth buried so deeply in the shadows that even he might not be ready to face it. Because some memories are stolen for a reason. And some ghosts were never meant to be found. "You cannot hunt what does not wish to be caught, shadowsinger. But you can chase me- though, heed my warning- you may not live to see the end." [Set 50 years after acosf] Azriel x OC

When a friend convinces Evaline to go out and have a one night stand, she never thought it would lead her to feeling such a deep connection to the Illyrian Shadowsinger. Fifty years of Amarantha's torturous reign later, and after losing everyone she loved, Eva wanted to give up. Until her one night stand returns for her, and reveals that he's her mate. Azriel/OC

Athena Athalar knew from a very early age that she was born to fight. Every day of her life she fought for those she loves, the Imperial Senate, and for her life. However, she has never truly lived. She has been caged her whole life within the confines of her love and sense of duty. Until one day her entire world view is shattered when she travels through the portal to the home-world of the Fae. Updates weekly on Friday CST at 5PM(On hold to the new year) Takes place during HOSAB HOFAS [Disclaimer- I do not own any of the SJM characters or content] Azriel x OC Mature content: mention of sex, rape, war, fighting, blood, and death. Ranking: #1 HOFAB

Twilight fell. Day bled into night. Shadows lengthened and stretched towards the light. Dusk had fallen. In the beginning there were eight courts. Spring, summer, fall, and winter. Day, night, dawn, and dusk. Now there are only seven, the eighth scattered across Pyrithian. Aoife is the last of her people, the only surviving daughter of the Dusk Court. Plagued by her past, she is able to hide her identity in the Day Court. But when a threat from across the sea resurfaces, Aoife is thrown back into the politics, war, and death she so desperately avoided for the past four thousand years. Throw in a few curses and a shadowsinger and Aoife's world is again turned upside down. Because no matter how far you run, no matter how long you hide, the past always catches up to you. Trigger warning: this fic gets dark. Subjects include childhood trauma, PTSD, abuse, self harm, and mentions of sexual assault. I will post trigger warnings at the start of appropriate chapters.

It's been a hundred years since the war against Hybern. The Mortals and the Fae are living peacefully since the war. But someone is still following Hybern's steps and wreaking havoc on both sides. Dark Ones. Strange people who keep attacking on both sides, finding something for years. Or someone. Aria, an eighteen year old half fae with dark secrets somehow finds herself intertwined with the race she avoids at all costs, the Fae from The famous Night Court. The Night Court knows that Aria is the only one who can help them. With her cunning wit, intelligence, and beauty, she wields the power others would kill for. But she is too stubborn to work with them and trust them easily. But she doesn't have time to adjust. When Aria's close one tells her about a prophecy which will soon come to play, she somehow succeeds in avoiding it. But what happens when the prophecy does come into play? Also another problem arises for Aria, the famous shadowsinger of the night court is a big distraction for her with his pretty hazel eyes, raven black hair and blue siphons. Aria It's too late now. Either I have to do it or we all die. "Aria!" Alex's voice burst from the speaker. I know that this is extremely stupid and reckless but I know it can work. The gunshots come in full force again, the bullet shots damaging my car badly. "Alex I can do this." I speak in my most determined voice, whereas inside I am shaking. I know this had to happen because it all started with me. And this has to end with me. This novel contains mystery, friendship and steamy romance. Read this novel to find out ! #1 - Prythian (01.10.2021) #1 - Rhysand (22.10.2021) #50 - Fae (29.10.2021)