Exilada pelo próprio irmão e Grão-senhor da corte noturna, Lynn passou anos sobrevivendo além da muralha, onde o frio cortava mais do que palavras e onde só as asas bastavam para aquecer. Sozinha, esquecida - até que a guerra bate às portas de Velaris, forçando o impossível: sua volta. Mas o retorno para casa não é feito de flores e desculpas. É feito de mágoas, silêncios sufocantes e olhares que falam mais do que deveriam. Especialmente os de Azriel - o mestre das sombras, o guerreiro que a observa como se ainda a conhecesse. Como se ainda a quisesse. Ele nunca a esqueceu. Ela nunca o perdoou. E agora, o destino os coloca lado a lado em treinos, missões... e lembranças que ardem. Entre feridas antigas, alianças frágeis e um desejo que insiste em reacender, Lynn e Azriel terão que decidir: ignorar a faísca ou se queimar juntos.

After years away, half-breed Celeste returns to the Night Court in search of her mate. She fled decades ago and enchanted Azriel to forget she ever existed on one condition - that when they meet again, the memories will return. But will Az be able to forgive what she put him through? Celeste hasn't finished paying off her debt for the memory charm. Rhysand and his inner circle are suspicious of her true intentions. Celeste jumps through hoops to prove her loyalty to the court. After years on her own, Celeste must learn what it takes to be a part of a court of family or be exiled as a traitor.

Belladonna knew nothing of her origin, simply that she was created for seduction. Born of simple pleasure, she was raised to bring in coin with her body. She spent years in bed, pleasuring men and finding nothing in return but a place to sleep. One day, she's moved to the brothel in Velaris. She's given a room of luxury, sought after by the patrons of the protected city. Azriel finds himself in the pleasure house, hoping to find pleasure outside of his unrequited love. He finds Belladonna and returns to her night after night. Belladonna begins to learn that there is more outside of what she'd been taught- love, friendship, family. Azriel learns he can be soft, and bring pleasure rather than pain. *All characters belong to Sarah J. Maas. My own original characters are Valentina, Cerulea, Belladonna, and the other females within the pleasure houses.

He didn't know what true love was, didn't know what it was to love someone and they love you back with their whole heart. At least not romantically. Not until he found the most beautiful female he had ever laid his eyes on. *story set after the war* *short story* COVER ART BY VICTORIA MELYA AMBER RUN--I FOUND (SONG)

The shadows decide that Azriel needs a hobby. 5 times when said hobby-related shenanigans didn't end so well...and the one time where it may end up better than Azriel could ever have imagined.

(This story takes place after a Court of Silver flames) After Amarantha and Hybern fell, Prythian did not heal. It fractured. Hope was a fragile thing-until the most carefully guarded secret of Prythian returned. The lost heir, hidden in a pocket realm for her own safety for over 50 years, the heir to the Winter Court. The first High Lady that exists in Prythian, but not only is she of Winter, but of another Court. The last living heir of the lost kingdom of the Dusk Court. The lost bloodline lives within her. Her return sends shockwaves through the courts, turning her into a prize, a threat, and a target. She did not come back for power or a throne-she came back for her people. For the children. For the broken and the forgotten. She never meant to fall in love. But the Cauldron does not ask permission. Bound to the most lethal male in Prythian-the Shadowsinger of the Night Court-her fate becomes entangled with a darkness that mirrors her own. Together, they will either remake Prythian... Or burn it to the ground.

Sequel to Illuminate Based on SJM original series A Court of Thorns and Roses

COMPLETED. The war for the freedom of humans was a long, treacherous era for Prythian. But the aftermath, when Courts attempted to rebuild within their newly drawn lines, proved to be just as uncharted and dangerous. Courts that had fought on opposite sides of the war found themselves at odds, and powerful offspring began to lay claim to their parent's thrones. As such, a new alliance is formed between the young half Fae half Illyrian High Lord of the Night Court, and Helion, High Lord of the Day court. It is through this alliance that Helion's bastard daughter, Elora, meets Azriel, the High Lord of the Night Court's Shadowsinger. Azriel was infamous, and feared by all who beheld him. But not Elora, as she found that perhaps they were not so unlike.

In which a girl faces the ghosts of her past and the people she loves most, at a time where courage, guilt, and redemption intertwine in the shadows of betrayal. OC x Azriel All rights belong to Sarah J. Maas, this is just a fanfiction!

If there was one thing that both Azriel and Zahra Archeron had in common, it was that they were both very good at blending into the background. They just never thought that their family were going to be the ones who never saw them at all.